In the Yangxin Hall, Mu Yingbao and they had already eaten Chinese New Year's Eve, and gave everyone a New Year's Eve bag, Brother Hui and Shi set off firecrackers in the yard, and Mu Yingbao was tinkering with cakes in the house.

The cake was made of three, and finally one was baked to her satisfaction.

Brother Hui smelled the fragrance and entered the house; "Mother, mother, it's time to whip whipped cream, right, son."

On this Chinese New Year's Eve, my father was not in the reunion, but for my mother to be happy, Brother Hui worked hard in all kinds of 'happiness'.

"Actually, it's all my fault that your father hasn't come back this time. If it weren't for my idea of asking them to pay us tribute, your father would have come back long ago. Mu Yingbao couldn't see the guilt in the child's heart, there were two mothers and sons in the house, so she said what was in her heart, and she also wanted the child to understand that it was not his fault.

The one who is wrong is the restless Yunning Kingdom.

"Don't take all the responsibility on yourself, let me ask you, if your father didn't go to the border, but someone else went, would you feel at ease at this time?" Mu Yingbao asked again.

Brother Hui thought about it and shook his head, he also felt guilty about the merchant's grandson.

I always felt that it was all for him that they had traveled thousands of miles to go on the expedition, and they couldn't reunite with their families in the New Year.

"In the same way, even if your father didn't go and spent the reunion with us at home, he would feel guilty in his heart, because he would feel that it was his responsibility to go to the border to kill the enemy.

Son, do you know why you still feel guilty when you know it's not because of us? She asked softly.

Brother Hui shook his head again, he didn't know why, he would feel like that anyway.

Mu Yingbao squatted down slightly, looked into the child's eyes and said to him; "Silly boy, because we are the same people, we are not selfish enough. Therefore, when something happens and it is related to ourselves, we are enjoying happiness, and when others around us are suffering, we will blame ourselves and feel guilty.

I'd advise you not to think like that, but I can't do it myself.

So, so, let's just be in the house now, don't pretend to be tired. ”

"Well, the son understands, the son misses his father and worries about him. Sometimes, my son even regrets that he shouldn't have returned to Beijing and shouldn't have come to fight for this position. If we don't come back, will our family be able to be together?

But mother, you also told your son, even if you don't come back, but you already know my life experience, and the truth of the matter, even if I don't come back to be the emperor, even if I live an ordinary life elsewhere, I still won't let go, I still won't be happy.

So, my son didn't have a choice, did he? "No longer pretending, as soon as I open my eyes, my eyes are red.

"Yes, since we know that avoiding can't solve the problem, let's face it together. The good, the bad, the happy, the sad, let's face it together. Although your father can't celebrate the reunion with us now, our hearts are always together.

I'm sure he's thinking about us at the moment, and your father will never regret this expedition.

I was bored, let's say it, throw it away, and now, make a beautiful big cake with me.

When I am proficient, I will make you more beautiful and bigger on your father's birthday. Mu Yingbao felt that she was not so much enlightening her children as she was enlightening herself.

Brother Hui nodded vigorously; "Mother, teach your son to do it, and when the father comes back, let's make a big cake for him."

The two of them chatted, and their mood was really much better.

In a short time, a beautiful big cake was ready, although the decorating technique was a little rusty, but everyone was stunned to see such a beautiful cake for the first time.

One was successful, and Mu Yingbao baked two more cake embryos with Brother Hui.

It was almost midnight, and there were three large cakes on three tables in the kitchen.

In the middle of the night, they set off a cannon in the courtyard to pick up the God of Wealth, and everyone went into the house and began to cut the cake.

"Oh ma'am, what a pity if you don't cut it." Xizhu watched Mu Yingbao cut with a knife, and said very unbearably.

"Madame made it for us to eat, not to look at it here. Otherwise, wait until you cut your portion, don't eat it, and take it back to the house to take a good look. "Dongzhu teased Xizhu.

"Don't." Xizhu responded, and also followed Brother Hui's example, picked up a plate, and waited aside.

Mu Yingbao cut a very large piece, everyone in the house was given a piece, and most of it was left for the night guards.

Fan Pu and Chang Ye went home the day before, they wanted to stay with Brother Hui for the New Year, but Brother Hui said no, let them go back for reunion.

Before leaving, Mu Yingbao brought some snacks made by herself, including nougat, sesame balls, jelly, and sugar gourds, as well as chicken cakes specially made for Brother Hui's grandmother.

There are not many people in the Heart Cultivation Hall anyway, so they all eat with Mu Yingbao.

At this time, the most silent and quiet people in the house were Nanzhu and Luo Yi.

I also eat food, and occasionally laugh and laugh, but I don't participate in everyone's laughter.

Fortunately, everyone is familiar with it, and it doesn't seem too awkward.

Tao Qingyuan, the eldest, ate his cake in a few bites like an old naughty boy, and made a gesture to grab the cake with Brother Hui to eat.

was so scared that the two of them couldn't care about appreciating it while eating, so they hurriedly went to their stomachs.

After eating the cake, tasting tea, and continuing to eat small snacks, a letter was sent from outside the palace.

Mu Yingbao and Brother Hui's eyes immediately lit up, thinking it was Xue Wenyu's letter.

But when the two of them saw the person who delivered the letter and the envelope he handed over, their hearts were half cold.

The sender is from the palace, which is enough to show that it is not Xue Wenyu's letter, and I have never seen that kind of envelope.

On the milky white envelope, there is even a waist seal made of green satin.

"Mother." Brother Hui looked at the handwriting on the envelope and handed it to Mu Yingbao.

"Huh? For me? Mu Yingbao really couldn't imagine that here, outside of Xue Wenyu, who was far away on the border, there would be someone else who would write to her.

On the envelope, there is only the name of the recipient, Mu Yingbao, and there is no payment from the sender.

No matter where the letter is sent, it must have been tested for non-toxicity if it can be delivered.

With doubts, Mu Yingbao opened the letter and opened it to see that the words on it were very neat, and the font was also very good-looking, but I felt that the person who wrote it was a little cynical and free.

Because it was for Mu Yingbao, Brother Hui consciously didn't follow it, but he looked at his mother's expression.

Everyone else also looked over, only to see Mu Yingbao start to frown, then widen her eyes with a look of hell, and then at the end, there was only a look of disgust left.

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