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"Can I eat it, then?"

Zitu retracted his gaze, "My mother died when I was seven years old, and I haven't eaten since then." ”

"I'm sorry......" Luo Jia looked apologetic, "I don't know." ”

"It's nothing, after all these years, I won't be sad anymore." The purple disciple's tone was extremely flat.

Luo Jia looked at his side face, "That plum blossom rice, how to make it, do you remember?" ”

"When I was a child, I thought I saw my mother do it, that is, I collected the snow from plum blossoms, and then cooked it with white rice and red beans, and the cooked rice was like a red plum falling on the snow......"

These things, even she had never heard of the purple disciple mention.

On the other side, the purple pupil leaned on Beichen's chest, looking at the way the purple disciple who had always spoken little talked, but it also aroused his thoughts.

Spring festival?!

She has no memory of her parents, and in her memory, the more intense touch of red and dripping sugar gourd.

While building a snowman, he bit a string of sugar gourds, and his little face and hands were red from the cold, but his mouth was full of sweet and sour...... Behind her, her grandfather called her back loudly and entered the house, where the room was full of hot dumplings on the table.

There will never be a day like that.

Beichen looked at her side face, thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, just remembering the sugar gourd I ate when I was a kid."

When the group returned to Beijia, it was already the first day of the New Year, and the preparations for the New Year had been basically completed.

Zitong took Zitu and Luo Jia to meet Mrs. Qingyou and Bei Shuihan, Mrs. Qingyou also liked this innocent girl very much, and asked her about a little Xizhou.

At dinner, everyone dined together, and after the meal, Zitong originally planned to let Beichen take her and Zitu Luojia to walk around the street together, but Beichen only said that there was something wrong and ordered the housekeeper to accompany him.

Zitong only thought that there was something wrong with the North family, and didn't ask much, so she took the two of them to the street with the housekeeper.

When she returned from playing, it was already the middle of the night, and when she returned to the bedroom, she didn't see Beichen, and asked her subordinates, but they couldn't tell her clearly.

Zitong had to go to bed alone after washing herself, and in the middle of the night, Beichen came back, and she didn't mention anything, just hugged her to sleep with her as before.

Early the next morning, Zitong woke up, but there was no Beichen around him.

Next to the pillow, a new set of clothes has been prepared, she dressed and went downstairs in confusion, and the two people in the living room immediately came up to pay New Year's greetings, and Zitong took out some gold coins to reward the two, "Can you see Beichen?" ”

"Young master, he went out early in the morning." One of the servants replied.

Zitong is just more and more puzzled, this guy, he only came back in the middle of the night last night, and went out again in the morning, what are you playing?

Just as he was wondering, he saw Beichen striding into the hall, with one hand behind his back.

"How?" Zitong looked at the palm behind his back, "Didn't you prepare a big red envelope for me?" ”

Beichen smiled, and then stretched out the hand hidden behind him.

Naturally, it is not a big red envelope, but two strings of bright red sugar gourds.

In the middle of the continent, even in winter, the weather will not be too cold, and this kind of food is not popular, but yesterday I heard her mention, Beichen rushed to find someone to make it, and it was done last night, but because the weather was too hot, he got up early in the morning and the sugar crystals on it had all melted, so he rushed over early in the morning to find someone to make it again.

Feeling what he was thinking, knowing the ins and outs, the purple pupils were just hot in the eyes.

"Big fool, I'm just talking casually, why are you here?"

He just fondly touched her little face, "Okay, eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it melts away for a while." ”

PS: That's it