With Qin Zhiyuan's return, the Black Swan Castle instantly became lively.

Mary had come to the Black Swan Castle and now lived in the adjacent podium. Along with Mary were forty or fifty French women, all members of the Capi Military Service, all widows of soldiers, who now had regular partners in the First Brigade.

The members of the Capi Military Service Club were not all widows of soldiers, but some of them had family ties, both old and young, and could not travel far, so when the First Brigade moved to Paris, some did not come with them. But the women who did not choose to join the army were also paid handsomely, not only with some cash, but also enough food for their families for a while.

Since they chose to part ways, it is impossible for Qin Zhiyuan to take care of them for the rest of their lives, everyone has their own lives.

Mary has followed Chen Kangjian with all her heart, in Mary's words, even if Chen Kangjian will have three wives and four concubines in the future, Mary will not leave Chen Kangjian. A married woman has seen through the sophistication of human affairs, and Mary's mind is different from that of Julie and Misha.

After Qin Zhiyuan came back, he called Mary to come over and help.

Mischa and Jolie are both unmarried women after all, and they certainly can't take care of their children as well as Mary, who gave birth to two children.

Just as Mary, Misha, and Julie were taking the children to the bathroom, Qin Zhiyuan came to the kitchen.

"Lao Wang, stew some chicken soup and come out...... No, it's still millet porridge, those little guys' stomachs are estimated to be very weak, they can't eat things that are too greasy, so use millet porridge to nourish them first. "Qin Zhiyuan is thoughtful.

"After the stew, I prepared some eggs, beat them with a few poached eggs, and added some brown sugar, which is the most suitable for replenishing the body." Chef Wang has a lesson.

The traditional Chinese tonic is boiled eggs with brown sugar, which is only available to pregnant women. Later studies have shown that the effect of boiled eggs with brown sugar is very good, brown sugar has the effect of nourishing qi, strengthening the spleen and stomach, warming the stomach, and eggs can supplement nutrition. The combination of these two things is simply seamless for nourishment and nourishment.

"Okay, let's get something to eat too, although we are not foreigners, but what is Christmas Eve, but with Julie and Misha, we still have to take care of it." Qin Zhiyuan followed the customs.

"Uh-huh, I don't know if you'll come back or not, but I bought a few turkeys and came back to prepare, this will already be baked, and the root bread will also be baked, and we will be able to cook later." Chef Wang also has a heart.

"Hard work." Qin Zhiyuan praised.

"Ahem, it's all within the scope of work, there's nothing hard or hard, it's just that this turkey is really unpalatable, far inferior to our old hen." Chef Wang is quite regretful.

"One roasted, one stewed, two different things." Qin Zhiyuan respects European customs.

If you take an old hen and roast it, I don't know what it tastes like?

While he was talking, Foch and Anne came together, followed by Pierre, who looked miserable.

"Welcome, welcome." Qin Zhiyuan is sincere.

"You kidnapped Lily, and it's not interesting for us to be at home, so let's just come over together." Pierre was so angry that he had to pick up his other sister later, and it was really Christmas Eve.

According to French custom, Christmas is celebrated at the home of the oldest married brother or sister, but sadly, Foch's eldest son has been killed, as has the eldest daughter's husband. Therefore, this rule will no longer be observed, so as not to arouse everyone's sadness.

"I'm sorry to disrupt your Christmas plans." Qin Zhiyuan was grateful.

Qin Zhiyuan stepped forward to help pick up things and let everyone into the living room.

"It doesn't matter, you're doing the right thing, no matter what time it is, the weak need sympathy." Anne praised.

"Annie, why are you here?" Julie appeared at the railing on the second floor with a look of surprise.

"I came to my daughter, who left me and the poor old man on Christmas Eve and ran away from home." Anne was not angry.

"Annie, I was just going to ask Qin to pick you up." Julie stared and said nonsense.

"Uh-huh, what's so fragrant?" Poor old man Foch smelled chicken soup.

"Chicken soup! Delicious food from the Far East, please taste it later. Qin Zhiyuan introduced.

"Chicken stewed with mushrooms? This one tastes good! "France also has chicken stewed mushrooms, Foch is well-informed.

Foch was about to discuss the difference between chicken and mushroom stew in the Far East and chicken and mushroom stew in France, when Julie led Girardin, who had taken a shower and changed clothes, down from the second floor.

The neat Girardin was very lovely, with her luxuriant, dazzling blond hair, and her big blue eyes as deep as the sea, which looked as mesmerizing as the starry sky. Girardin wears a white Misha's shirt with a knot in front of his lower abdomen and sleeves rolled up at his elbows. Girardin's pants are a pair of jeans, this kind of pants that became popular with the gold rush in the middle of the last century, were brought back from the United States by Allen, Qin Zhiyuan designed a few pairs of pants and gave one to Misha, and it was tight, Misha was embarrassed to wear it, and now he gave it to Giraldine, in addition to being a little fatter, but he could barely wear it. Girardin's shoes are also Misha's, plush bear slippers, although they look a little funny, but they are extremely cute.

This outfit is very common in the 21st century in another time and space, and it is really unconventional in this era, that kind of eye-catching personality.

It's a pity that Giraldin's hands were frozen, and now they are medicated and bandaged, which makes Giraldine look like an angel with folded wings, pitiful and cautious.

The Black Swan Castle was fully heated, and Girardin didn't feel cold in this outfit. In fact, Girardin still felt like a dream, and she couldn't believe that it was all real, maybe it was just a gift from Santa Claus, and it would disappear at dawn tomorrow.

"What a lovely boy, come to grandma's and let me see you." Anne loved children and opened her arms to Girardin.

Girardin walked cautiously, and Napoleon met him first.

"Napoleon, don't scare her." Anne was a little worried.

Animals are very kind to children, and Napoleon walked up to Girardin and stretched out his nose to sniff the scent of Girardin.

Girardin appeared to have experience working with pets, and she could sense Napoleon's kindness, gently stroking Napoleon's head with her bandaged hand. Napoleon didn't like the smell of the potion and turned back to Foch's feet.

"What a distressing little pitiful, tell grandma, how old are you?" Anne hugged Girardin and helped Girardin straighten his hair, pinning the loose hair behind her ears, revealing her crystal clear earlobes, and asked softly with pity.

"I'm nine years old." Girardin obediently snuggled up to Anne's lap, trying to snuggle into Anne's arms, but did not dare to approach.

"What a pitiful little one!" Anne took the initiative to hug Girardin and make her feel warm.

Nine years old, which is close to the age of a teenager, but not much older than Napoleon.

War......

This is war!