The others silently picked up their jaws and shut their mouths.

Forget it, since it was the patriarch who opened his mouth, what qualifications did they have to say.

Originally, Han Zong wanted to block it back for Han Ningxue, but the good deeds done by his baby daughter made the whole clan follow, so what happened to let her be in the limelight.

Although the ancestors said that women were not allowed to serve at the table, but now it is different, Xue'er's contribution is greater than that of these people combined, and she deserves it.

When Han Ningxue came over, he had silently changed his seat and sat next to Han Ningxue.

When Han Wenyao sat down in Zhang Xiucai's previous position, he went to see Zhang Xiucai first, for some reason, he always felt that Zhang Xiucai's face was blushing a little wrong, his eyes flickered, and he looked at Han Ningxue from time to time.

Looking at Han Zhang's family again, that expression is really ugly than crying.

It's just, that's enough, heh, it's still far away.

Han Ningxue also blinked at Han Mei Han Yinyin naughtyly.

Now, she really pushed the two of them away and pushed them to the opposite side of her.

Still, she wasn't afraid.

To do silk flowers, they have to rely on her to teach them.

The good people have a request for her, although they hate it so much, they still have no way to take her.

It's a great feeling to grasp other people's minds, especially when you have everything under control.

Come to think of it, most of the people in the upper echelons like to control people's hearts and control the current situation.

For example, the three princes, one wants to grasp the hearts of the people in the whole world, the hearts of the ministers of the court, and the hearts of everyone.

Without waiting for her to think about it any further, the patriarch began his New Year's speech.

The patriarch said a word, one is the biggest thing this year, is that there are more than a dozen children in the family who can study, so that they can remember today's grace, it will spring up every day to repay each other, and live up to the expectations of the whole clan.

The second major event is that he became the patriarch and announced several important people around him, and these people can also help manage and coordinate in the future.

After saying this, the official opening of the table began.

At the beginning, as soon as the food came up, everyone was busy eating.

After all, I haven't eaten much good food all year round, so I don't have to eat it with my belly open today.

The patriarch was a lot more gentle, and he only heard those men talking, and there were also people who saluted Zhang Xiucai.

Zhang Xiucai couldn't refuse, drank a lot, his eyes became even more confused, and he stopped on Han Ningxue's face for a while from time to time, and everyone present understood that only Han Zong.

Because he was busy picking fish bones for Han Ningxue.

The most sensitive is Han Wenyao, he sensed that something was wrong as soon as he came, especially now, and Han Ningxue seemed to be even more late.

No, she didn't pause at all, and her face turned red.

Han Ningxue quietly approached him and whispered, "Brother Wen Yao, what do you think of Zhang Xiucai?" ”

What do you think? Of course not.

"I promised you not to get married yesterday."

Han Ningxue smiled in surprise, "I know, so, what do you want to say?" ”

Her smile made Zhang Xiucai stunned, Han Wenyao was annoyed, and the chopsticks slammed on the table, the sound was not loud, but it was enough to make the whole table tremble slightly.

His eyes sharpened, and he shot straight at Zhang Xiucai, with a warning.

Zhang Xiucai seemed to have been seen through his thoughts, and hurriedly stepped aside.

When he looked at it again, snowflakes floated in the sky, falling one by one on the fresh brocade clothes, red and white, extremely beautiful, and he couldn't help but admire, what a woman out of the dust.

He only felt a chill on his body, and suddenly met Han Wenyao's eyes again, as if he was being targeted by a wolf, his heart trembled, and he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at it again.

All this happens in just one breath.

The patriarch just thought that Han Wenyao didn't understand the rules, and said, "Han Wenyao, what are you doing." ”

The others heard the voice and looked at it in unison.

Han Wenyao's face was expressionless: "I'm sorry." ”

The patriarch gave him a lesson with a bad face, and let people pour wine, stirring up the atmosphere again.

Han Ningxue was about to jump up happily, she had seen it all just now, and she could see it clearly.

The faces, expressions, and thoughts of these people are not as deep as those in Jiangfu, and their expressions are elusive, in her eyes, these are not small skills of carving insects?

This scene fell in Han Wenyao's eyes, but it turned into her liking Zhang Xiucai.

He wanted to leave directly, but she was still there, so he could only sit here and accompany him, and warn Zhang Xiucai by the way, lest his tricks be dishonest.

Han Ningxue was in a good mood, so she took the initiative to ask Zhang Xiucai, "I heard that you literati like to guess some riddles of literary crepe the most, are they really fake?" ”

The beauty took the initiative to talk to him, but he couldn't ask for it, and said in a literati posture, "Where, it's just some sentences that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, but in fact, they are all the same." ”

"Why don't you come up with some, how about we guess?"

When the patriarch heard this, he immediately agreed, no matter what kind of mystery there is, this is a rare opportunity to get closer to Zhang Xiucai, although it is just a Xiucai, but he knows a lot of people, for Hanjia Village, it is a big help, and it is also a very face-saving thing to say it.

For Zhang Xiucai, this is a good opportunity to show his talents, and he must let her know that his talent and retribution will be used to capture this beautiful little girl.

Thinking of this, there was an inevitable smile in the corners of his mouth and eyes.

Han Wenyao secretly pinched Han Ningxue's sleeve, Han Ningxue turned around, "You can listen to it for a while, help me write it down." ”

He was stunned for a moment, write it down?

Did she come up with some kind of idea again? It seems that he misunderstood him, and when he thought of this, he suddenly felt much better.

"Okay."

"Not only write it down, but also be able to write."

It's stumped for him, and he still doesn't know a few words.

Seeing his hesitation, Han Ningxue asked, "Oh, I forgot, or let Zhang Xiucai write it down, you can copy it for me." ”

"No, no, I will." Even if he doesn't, he can ask others.

The Jedi can't let Han Ningxue and this ill-intentioned Zhang Xiucai be together anymore.

Zhang Xiucai came up with a few simple mysteries, none of which could stump Han Ningxue, at this time, Zhang Xiucai believed what others said, Han Xue'er, Bingxue is smart.

He began to get serious and read a poem, "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi ......"

"Wait a minute, what is this, I don't understand, I'm sure I won't answer this one."

Zhang Xiucai laughed and changed another one, but he was thinking in his heart, soil buns are soil buns, no matter how beautiful they look, they don't understand anything.

Han Ningxue guessed the answer to the riddle with great interest as if she hadn't noticed anything, and finally got tired of playing, so she returned to the Jin family with Han Wenyao.

On the way, she asked, "Do you remember?" ”

Han Wenyao uh-huh, "Almost." ”

"That's good, you go back and write it down for me, I'll be useful."

"Yes."

Han Ningxue was very happy, although she wanted to ask him if he was jealous just now, but she also knew that it was not, he was just doing things as an elder brother to protect his sister.

If it's really jealous, it's really imhumane.

The flowing water mat dispersed, and the year was over, and when the dawn came, it was a new year.

Everyone didn't know that after the crowd dispersed, there was a person who silently observed Zhang Xiucai in the shadows.

He left the latest, the patriarch sent someone to see him off, and when the snow had just fallen, he got on the ox cart, bragging freely, chanting the unfinished poem in front of Han Ningxue.

In the shadows, the man sneered and followed.