This is the first New Year after Song Fengchen and Xu Shujian got married, and the significance is self-evident.

On the thirty day, the two went out early in the morning carrying things. According to custom, they went to give New Year gifts to Xu Junmin and Xu Shidao.

Two catties of Dendrobium candidum, a box of honeysuckle in two and a half, and a can of saffron in one or two containers, these are things Song Fengchen can handle.

Xu Shujian thought for a while, and added two side inkstones, a pair of wenwan walnuts, a piece of mutton fat and white jade plate, and a pair of couplets written by himself.

In addition, there is a grass carp, a trotter, and a big goose.

As for the Changning Guan, Song Fengchen also prepared a gift and sent it. The big head was honeysuckle, and it was two or two, which almost emptied his family.

No way, who makes Changningguan crowded with people!

Xu Junmin's mood is a bit complicated for the arrival of the two Song Fengchens. Isn't this the first year that his grandson, whom he has raised for 23 years, left the Xu family.

But even so, he happily left the two for lunch. There is no way, such a great day, no matter how you say it, people's happiness can't be swept away.

After eating, the two did not stay here for Xu Junmin, after all, there is still a lot of work to do at home.

When he got home, Song Fengchen was responsible for posting the Spring Festival couplets and cleaning, while Xu Shujian went directly into the kitchen.

Toothpick beef, char-grilled lamb chops, braised carp, meat slices, stewed chicken with dendrobium, dry pot cabbage, five dishes and one soup, plus a dish of sweet and sour crispy pickled radish sticks.

After finishing this, it is already evening.

Song Fengchen ran downstairs and put a string of firecrackers back. Holding the tongs, he was about to increase the fire in the charcoal basin. Xu Shu simply unhooked his apron and hung it on the wall. He turned around and asked him: "I want to drink something, I'll get it. ."

Song Fengchen thought for a while: "Moutai."

Xu Shujian's drinker is light, and Moutai is just right.

"Okay." Xu Shujian responded, turned and went into the bedroom, and when he came out, there was an extra white glass bottle in his hand.

As soon as the bottle cap was opened, the rich aroma of wine diffused in an instant. Song Fengchen was pouring the wine, as if he had noticed something. He looked up and met the little guy's direct gaze.

He raised his brows slightly, shook the small glass wine glass with a capacity of 26 milliliters in his hand, and asked in a good mood: "Would you like to drink?"

The little guy's eyes lit up: "Squeaky——"

"Yes." Song Fengchen replied, pouring a small cup for it.

The little guy is holding a wine glass about the size of his head, sticking out his tongue and licking the drink, he smashes his mouth, seems to think that the taste is good, lowered his head and licked again.

Seeing this scene, Xu Shujian, who was about to stop Song Fengchen's actions, couldn't help but her heart trembled and closed her mouth.

As if thinking of something, Song Fengchen looked back at the ferret squatting on the sofa: "Would you like to have some?"

Ferret looked at the wine bottle in Song Fengchen's hand and the little guy holding the wine glass. He hesitated for a while, stood up, and jumped onto the dining table in twos or twos.

Song Fengchen saw him and poured it a cup right now.

In this era, there is no lively New Year and Spring Festival gala, only the undulating sound of firecrackers outside the house.

Xu Shujian knows that she is not drinking well, so she naturally tends to drink slowly.

No, Song Fengchen's stomach is full, and Xu Shujian just drank two small glasses of wine, and there was no redness on his face.

Song Fengchen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his eyes.

At this moment, like a blessing in the heart, an idea arose from the bottom of his heart.

Song Fengchen immediately picked up the wine bottle and filled it with him.

When Xu Shujian saw it, she subconsciously stopped Song Fengchen's movements, and then listened to him: "Such a good day, let's take a walk."

Just at this moment, the sound of firecrackers outside the house stopped at the same time, and in a quiet and peaceful state, Xu Shujian raised his head to face Song Fengchen's warm eyes. In a ghostly spirit, he withdrew his hand.

Song Fengchen got his wish and put down the bottle, he raised the glass and looked at Xu Shujian.

Xu Shujian saw it, and then picked up the wine glass in front of him, and was about to bump into the wine glass in Song Fengchen's hand.

Song Fengchen's hand holding the wine glass directly hooked Xu Shujian's wrist.

Xu Shujian looked at the entangled wrists, and then at Song Fengchen. With his eyes facing each other, his heart was slightly hot, and he lowered his head. Together with Song Fengchen, he drank all the drinks in their glasses.

After a cup of strong wine, the burning sensation spread from the throat to the abdomen, and then hit my heart again.

Without waiting for him to slow down, he only felt his body lightened, and sat on Song Fengchen next to him.

The next moment, a touch of warmth hit the corners of his lips.

Xu Shujian, who was already a little moved, didn't squeeze, and kindly hugged the necks of the upper body and lower body.

Song Fengchen's eyes flickered, and he opened Xu Shujian's lips and tongue, and passed the wine in his mouth.

Listening to the sound of water in the ear, and looking at the two figures on the ground that have almost overlapped together, the ferret took care of eating a charcoal-grilled lamb chop that he was holding, thinking that it would be impossible to see. At that time, the light from the corner of its eyes fell on the little guy who was sitting on the table holding the small wine glass, staring at the watery eyes, looking at the two Song Fengchen unblinkingly, and burping on alcohol from time to time.

It rolled its eyes, trot over, picked up the little guy who was not in a state at all, jumped off the dining table flexibly, and walked to the bedroom.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Song Fengchen panted lightly, facing Xu Shujian's slightly moistened eyelids and moist lips, he felt a piece of dryness in his throat.

He narrowed his eyes, "come again—"

After finishing speaking, before Xu Shujian could react, Song Fengchen grabbed the bottle on the table, poured his head up and poured a small sip of the drink, and pressed it again to the lips of the person on his body.

After repeating this four or five times, Xu Shujian, who became soft into a bath of warm water, leaned in Song Fengchen's arms drunkly. He opened his confused eyes and was immediately hugged by Song Fengchen.

"What, what?" He said vaguely.

"Sleep." Song Fengchen got his wish and walked into the bedroom holding people in his arms.

"No, do you want to keep the year old?" Xu Shujian relaxed and rubbed Song Fengchen's chin, looking extraordinarily well-behaved.

When did Song Fengchen meet Xu Shujian like this, his nose was hot, and he muttered, "You can keep my years old while sleeping."

"...Oh!" Xu Shujian's reaction was obviously slow.

Here, Song Fengchen held Xu Shujian and kicked open the bedroom door, threw the person on the bed and rushed forward impatiently.

The ferret, who was holding the little guy and licking his fur, had a black line on his face, and decisively picked up the little guy and shifted his position again. Finally, he did not forget to lift his feet to help the two shameless guys close the door.

It was already sunset when Xu Shujian woke up again.

He opened his eyes, and what happened last night reappeared in his mind scene by scene. He recalled how he was when he was drunk and let Song Fengchen dictate to him. He was ashamed, and he couldn't help cursing secretly.

Then he kicked the person who was still snoring behind him off the bed.

Song Fengchen stepped on slippers, carried his pants and walked out of the bedroom. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw two guys on the sofa with big eyes to small eyes.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengchen asked casually.

The little guy glared at the ferret with a complicated expression. He didn't expect that this big guy looked very serious on weekdays, but he liked it so secretly, and he knew it.

But then again, it's so cute, isn't it right for the big guys to like it for granted!

Thinking about this, it held its head high, and arrogantly returned to its own den.

The next day, Song Fengchen and the two started their New Year's greetings and dinner trip, first with Xu's family, and then with Zheng Dehui's elders. During the period, they got a lot of red envelopes and a bunch of New Year gifts.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, the Guangyang master and apprentice rushed over from the Hong Kong city. They brought a full set of household appliances, TV sets, refrigerators, washing machines, air conditioners... and a motorcycle.

These are all purchased by Song Fengchen Tuoding Sijing.

He originally planned to take advantage of Xu Junmin to solve the electrical appliances needed for his new home in a special store. However, when he was recovering from his injuries in Hong Kong, he was idle and bored. It is cheaper in the store and the quality is better.

For example, in China, the price of a 12-inch black-and-white TV is 1,200 yuan, while in Hong Kong, a 20-inch color TV only costs 1,300 yuan.

Just so, Song Fengchen was also worried that Xu Junmin's path would be too ostentatious and controversial. It would be better to start from the Hong Kong market now.

"This is what you want." Ding Sijing pushed the two wooden boxes to Song Fengchen: "Mr. Ding asked someone to search in Nanyang, and he got the two seals. One of them is Emperor Qianlong's "Eight Contradictions". "Treasure" was specially made by Emperor Qianlong to celebrate his 55th and 80th birthdays; on one side was Emperor Yongzheng's "Chao Qian Xi Ti" seal."

Song Fengchen opened it and saw that it was indeed a dull jade seal on both sides.

In this way, the preparatory work can be considered half completed.

"I heard that He Duanfeng, who was in Fangguanguan, was ordered to form a department called the Special Service. Dragon Qi, I'm afraid it's not that simple." Guang Yang said.

"No way, the twenty-year life span of this Lingzhi is really too short." Song Fengchen disapproved: "Furthermore, the dragon spirit left from the previous dynasty can't be touched by the monks, and it will not benefit China. I will do it. It doesn't matter to others to come here to grow flowers."

Guangyang didn't say a word with a smile, for fear that the caring people would be jealous, so that they would be entangled.

Song Fengchen said solemnly: "You have a share, and you will have to give some benefits when the time comes."