"Okay." Gu Nian smiled and nodded.
In order to avoid Gu Nian being embarrassed, Chu Zhaoyang went to bring the dumplings and returned to the living room without eating with them.
Otherwise the old lady would definitely make fun of Gu Nian. Third uncle and the third aunt didn't know what they would think of Gu Nian.
The dumplings were cooking quickly. Mu Lanshu saw Gu Nian talking to Chu Zhaoyang on the phone before, so she didn't bother him.
Now she came over to help Gu Nian carry the dumplings into the house.
The little guy was very excited when he saw the dumplings. But when he saw Gu Nian looking at the phone, his attention was attracted by the warmth. He hurriedly ran over, threw himself on Gu Nian's lap, and asked softly: "Mom, What are you looking at?"
"I'm chatting with your dad." Gu Nian turned the phone screen so that the little guy could see it.
"Mom, you were chatting with Dad and you didn't even call me!" the little guy complained.
This couple was so good, they didn't even have a son in their sights!
"..." The little guy's big accusing eyes made him feel a little guilty, so Gu Nian had to explain, "You were still sleeping at the time. I was cooking dumplings in the kitchen when I was chatting with dad, so I couldn't tell you."
The little guy was simply surrounded by Gu Nian, pouted and said, "Okay."
Turning around, he said to Chu Zhaoyang: "Happy New Year, Dad!"
Chu Zhaoyang smiled and said Happy New Year to the little guy.
The little guy was still thinking about his new year's money, so he immediately said: "When Little Millet Cake go back, I will wish father another New Year and kowtow to great-grandpa and great-grandma."
Chu Zhaoyang immediately understood what this little guy was thinking about, and without revealing it, he took advantage of the situation and said, "Then you have to come back quickly. If you are late, there will be no red envelope."
"Why!" the little guy said anxiously.
"Our rule is to give red envelopes on the first day of the new year." Chu Zhaoyang said lightly.
When the little guy heard this, he became anxious: "But...but I can't go back!"
"Your situation is special. We can extend it for two days, but it won't extend beyond the New Year." Chu Zhaoyang said.
"Then I...I will go back quickly." The little guy said quickly, but he couldn't let the red envelope escape.
He and Qi Youxuan made an appointment to compare who received more New Year's money during the New Year.
"So you did it for the red envelope, and didn't you really miss us?" Chu Zhaoyang curled his lips, "Then I'm going to tell your great-grandma."
"I miss you!" The little guy grabbed the phone in Gu Nian's hand anxiously. Seeing the momentum, he wanted to get into the phone and tell Chu Zhaoyang clearly, "I really miss you!"
So, the New Year's money could not be missing at all.
Gu Nian: "..."
She unexpectedly realized that this little guy was actually a little money addict.
Mu Lanshu couldn't stand it anymore, so she waved to the little guy, "Little Millet Cake, haven't you always been thinking about eating dumplings? Come and eat. These are white jade dumplings made specially for you by your mother."
The little guy was not very keen on dumplings.
That was, during the Chinese New Year, he ate them with all his strength in order to get coins.
He usually didn't like to eat them.
In order to make the little guy like it, Gu Nian thought of various ways.
She saw a method on the Internet before. Use spinach juice to knead the dough. The dough becomes emerald green and very beautiful.
Then mix it with ordinary white dough and the dumplings will look like a jade cabbage, which looked good.
By analogy, Gu Nian also used tomato juice to make red dough and made dumplings that looked a bit like rose petals.
The appearance alone was very cute and made the little one ate more happily.
The little guy didn't know what he thought of, and his little face like a dumpling suddenly broke out into a sly smile. He let go of Gu Nian's legs and ran to bring his plate of dumplings.
Mu Lanshu shared the dumplings with him. He was small and couldn't eat many, so she served him 10 dumplings on a small plate.
His plate was the smallest and least among the several plates of dumplings, so it was easy to identify.
The little guy came back huffing and puffing with the plate in hand, put the plate towards the camera of the phone, and showed off: "Dad, look, Mom made these for me. The rose ones and the white jade ones are different from what you eat!"
The little guy had an expression on his face that said, "You can't eat it."
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
He glanced at Gu Nian faintly. Without saying anything, Gu Nian knew what Chu Zhaoyang wanted to say.
In order to prevent this man from becoming a resentful husband, Gu Nian quickly promised: "I will give you the exact same dumplings when I get back."
Chu Zhaoyang pursed his lips and said nothing, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Gu Nian always felt that Chu Zhaoyang was wondering about something in his mind throughout the day.
She asked him, but he didn't say anything.
In the end, Gu Nian couldn't help but asked anxiously, and Chu Zhaoyang said, "You will know when the time comes."
Gu Nian: "..."
What could she know?
Just to make Chu Zhaoyang angry, the little guy held the plate and started eating in front of the screen. The food was very delicious.
It's a pity that after eating a whole plate, he didn't even get a single coin.
The little guy had a small stomach. In addition, he just had the New Year's Eve dinner not long ago. After sleeping, he had no appetite and couldn't eat now.
Even if he force himself to eat, he won't let it go and he will accumulate food.
Gu Licheng observed quietly for a while, spotted a dumpling, secretly put it on his plate, and pinched it gently with chopsticks. It was hard inside and had traces of coins.
Then he said to the little guy: "Grandpa can't eat anymore. Can Little Millet Cake help me eat one?"
The little guy really wanted to try his luck, maybe he could get coins from it.
So, he blinked and looked at Gu Nian expectantly.
Gu Nian knew that if Gu Licheng would say this, it must mean there were coins inside.
They couldn't let the little guy spend the New Year with regrets, so she nodded and said, "Then you can only eat one more and see your luck. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable if you overeat."