"Jingxi, what time is it now?"
"It's almost eleven, nearly twelve. Mommy, get up quickly, I'm hungry." The little guy was wearing new clothes that Ye Xinluo bought him today.
He ran to the other side of the bed and gently said, "Godmother, godmother, wake up, the sun is shining on your buttocks."
A minute later, Lan Shan opened her eyes and looked at the little guy, "Why are you up so early?"
"Godmother, it's already noon, not early. Godmother, Happy New Year!"
Lan Shan smiled, reached under her pillow to pull out a red envelope and handed it to him, saying, "I forgot to give this yesterday, now I'm making up for it in time..."
"Thank you, godmother."
After getting up, washing her face, and brushing her teeth, she casually changed clothes before leaving the room and went to the kitchen to start cooking dumplings.
Mo Han made those yesterday, ridiculously he ended up eating them himself, his whole face wrinkled into a ball, unable to express his grievances...
