Chapter 229: The Cauldron

Nanrong Muhui looked at the blessing bag in Xian Yurui's hand, which was embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, although it was the same as the purse she embroidered, but the shape of the mandarin duck was more exquisite, and the thread used in embroidery was also more fine. Each color is very exquisite, and it comes from everyone's hands at a glance, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to embroider it. Not to mention a man.

"Did you embroider this?"

"Embroidering purses is a woman's specialty, how do I embroider a big man, I will find someone to embroider it for you! Isn't it a pleasure? Xian Yurui said confidently.

Looking at his expression full of confidence, Mu Hui didn't want to splash him with cold water, but this blessing bag was not something that could be received casually.

"Why did you give it to me since you didn't embroider it? There is no sincerity at all. It's not too early, you should go home quickly, and you should eat dumplings when it gets dark. ”

He had long known that Nanrong Muhui could accept his blessing bag so easily? Xian Yurui retreated helplessly, his slightly frowning brows looked very melancholy, he looked at Mu Hui and said a little sadly: "Do you really not accept it?" I have already let people make this purse, but I spent a lot of money to invite a master to make it, if this kind of blessing bag is sold in the market, the silver obtained can also let ordinary people eat a year's white steamed buns. Have you figured it out, do you really want to? ”

"The little woman does something and doesn't do something. Put it away. I don't want anything today. It's Chinese New Year's Eve, hurry back and celebrate the New Year with your family. ”

Just as Mu Hui turned around to leave, Xian Yurui took the first step to stand beside her, his original melancholy expression was swept away, and he looked at Mu Hui with a wicked smile on his face. The arm was in front of her and said with a smile: "Don't go, don't take the blessing bag, do you think I might let you go?" ”

Hearing him say this, Mu Hui wanted to laugh. This place is Nam Ei. She is the eldest lady of Nanrong Mansion, is it possible that she can still be bullied by him in the mansion? Mu Hui felt that he must be crazy.

"You hurry up and get out of the way, you don't want me to go, this is not Xianyufu! If you don't get out of the way, you're welcome! ”

Xian Yurui's wicked smile had a hint of a rogue scoundrel. Seeing that Mu Hui's attitude was very resolute, he scratched his head and then hugged her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Good, you have to accept this thing no matter what, I will marry you after this year." You will be my wife from now on. Okay, it's not too early, I'm really leaving. Promise me to keep this blessing bag as a memorial if I die. ”

The word 'death' is not allowed to be said on Chinese New Year's Eve. Because it would be unlucky. But this Xian Yurui is simply desperate to send a blessing bag. was full of nonsense, and hugged herself regardless of it, which made Mu Hui very angry.

She kicked him hard in the knee and then pushed him away and said, "I think you forgot to take your medicine!" I don't want to see you again...... Bummer! ”

Watching her out of his sight. Xian Yurui's eyes became deep. His eyes flashed brightly, and the reluctance in his eyes slowly dissipated into the setting sun. The task he had to accomplish tonight was extremely dangerous, and if he succeeded, they would be married, and if he failed, he would be dead. He was afraid. Even more reluctant. But time went on little by little, and he had to leave.

After speaking, Mu Hui ran back to Yazhu without looking back. Yazhu was pitch black, and she remembered that Wu said that today was Chinese New Year's Eve, and she would be in the main hall to keep the New Year, and her main hall was the courtyard Chu Courtyard that her father had newly cleaned up for her. Whenever she saw this name, she always remembered some unpleasant memories, so she rarely went to that yard on weekdays. It's Chinese New Year's Eve, and I always have to go to the main hall. She sighed and walked towards the Chu Courtyard.

The sunset and the setting moon cleaned this infrequent Chu courtyard very cleanly, and the red lanterns hung looked particularly festive. Seeing Mu Hui coming back, the two of them immediately gossiped around: "How is Miss?" Did it work? ”

Mu Hui glanced at the two of them and said, "Did you succeed?" What are you two talking about? ”

"Miss, aren't you going to deliver a blessing bag in the afternoon? You can't afford not to give away such a great opportunity, right? ”

Mu Hui was a little angry when she heard the word blessing bag, the wishing bag she had given herself was snatched away for no reason, and Xian Yurui still had to give herself a broken blessing bag. Fortunately, she didn't accept it.

"What to send? Are you both ready for the New Year? And is there a stove in our house? Is the charcoal ready to stay up all night? ”

Sunset smiled and said, "If you don't say it, forget it, rest assured that everything has been prepared for a long time, can you still prepare with the sunset moon?" Even the clothes you want to change into are ready. Hurry up and put it on, wait a while, we'll go to the dining room, and everyone will eat dumplings together. I heard that the dumplings in the cauldron of Nam Rong Mansion this year are very fragrant. ”

Mu Hui nodded and went to the room that the sunset was referring to. Neatly folded clothes lay on the neat bed. She sat down and was untying her clothes, and when she looked down, she saw a delicate blessing bag on her clothes.

Isn't this what Xian Yurui had to give away to himself just now? How did it end up here? She threw it to him? But how could this thing end up in his room?

She picked up the blessing bag in her hand and walked to the place of the oil lamp, looking carefully at the things in her hand. This blessing bag is indeed exquisite, both the material and the silk thread are good, although this pattern is very similar to the mandarin duck embroidered by himself, but it is much more vivid than his own embroidery. The feathers on the mandarin duck's body are mixed and matched in various colors, and it looks like a real mandarin duck, which is very expressive.

After looking at it for a moment, she quietly stuffed it into herself, and she didn't deny that she liked this blessing bag very much. Especially the two mandarin ducks above.

Up and down the Nanrong Mansion, whether it was the old lady or the young lady, all stood next to the cauldron, which was two meters high and three meters in diameter. The big one is amazing. Watch as the water in that pot starts to boil. If the family is a pot of rice. This is the custom of Zhaoguo, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, to eat dumplings in the same pot and to wish each other well. The two servants stood on a very high stool and stirred the boiling water with two very large spoons.

Nan Rongmu said loudly: "Dumplings!" ”。 As soon as the words fell, Mu Hui saw rows of neat maids holding white plates in their hands. On top are dumplings of the same size and same white.

Plate after plate was poured into the pot, and the two servants next to him kept stirring the cauldron, and the smell of white smoke from the pot filled the entire courtyard.

For the first time, such a scene made Mu Hui feel the warmth of the big family. Such a ritual will really make you feel like you are in a big family. (To be continued.) )