However, no matter what the powerful people in Zhongjing said, Jinshu was not interested in these hot topics. After all, she is not one of those modern stars, and she doesn't need to maintain her popularity through these topics.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Jinshu is busy preparing things for the New Year with Steward Xu. Although the Ye family is not in Zhongjing this year, there is only one serious master in the general's mansion, and there is also Zhao Hui. But such an important festival as the Spring Festival cannot be treated sloppily.

With the experience of preparing New Year's goods last year, it is even more convenient to prepare this year. As a result, before the things she prepared came in handy, Xiao Xuan also sent someone to inform Jinshu that she and Zhao Hui would go to General Dingyuan's Mansion for the New Year this year.

Jinshu asked Zhao Hui's opinion, and finally the two decided to follow Xiao Xuanyi's arrangement. On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the two of them went to the Dingyuan General Mansion after having breakfast at home. Although there are not many people in the General's Mansion except for the subordinates, there are more Jinshu and Zhao Hui after all, it is more lively.

On weekdays, the maids and servants in the mansion did not dare to make a mistake in front of Xiao Xuanyi and General Xiao, but now that they have the brocade book that habitually lets go of themselves, the people in the mansion are suddenly much more active. One by one, she followed Jinshu in the yard to play artillery battles and build snowmen, and in the afternoon, she went directly into the kitchen and began to make dumplings with a kitchen person.

Xia Guo did not have the custom of eating dumplings, but Jinshu had been used to it in her previous life, so after passing through, she would prepare dumplings every New Year. Even if she celebrated the New Year here with Xiao Xuanyi this year, she did not forget this habit.

It was the first time that the people in the back kitchen had seen dumplings as pasta, and the cooks had never heard of it, so they learned to make it with the brocade book. For a while, the back kitchen was also lively. Xiao Xuan was also happy to see it, and pulled the old general Xiao who wanted to go to find Jinshu.

"The little girl is playing for a while, what are you going to do with it? You might as well sit here and wait for the dumplings to be eaten! ”

General Xiao compromised and sat down to play against his son. In the kitchen, Jin Shu took Zhao Hui and a chef to reconcile the noodles, chop the stuffing, and was busy. Zhao Hui is not used to getting along with other people like this, but with Jinshu by his side, he has gradually adapted to it. But at first, the people in the back kitchen didn't dare to speak when they saw him present, but fortunately, Zhao Hui didn't show any unhappiness in the end, and everyone slowly ignored the existence of this general.

The hot dumplings were served on the table, and Jin Shu, Zhao Hui, Xiao Xuanyi and General Xiao sat together, eating the dumplings in the bowl while chatting about interesting things on weekdays. Of course, most of the time it was Jinshu and General Xiao who spoke.

After dinner, it was almost ten o'clock. Jinshu and Zhao Hui didn't plan to stay overnight, and then took the carriage back to General Zhongwu's mansion.

The carriage drove through the wide streets, and there was constant laughter and laughter in the courtyards on both sides. Jin Shu sat next to Zhao Hui, listening to the laughter outside the carriage, and the corners of his mouth curled.

"Yikes! Girl, it's snowing again! The driver shouted outside the car.

Jin Shu hurriedly lifted the curtain and looked outside. Then the lanterns lit up, and sure enough, she saw large snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Ruixue Mega Year, next year will definitely be a good year!" As he spoke, he stretched his hand out of the window, trying to catch the falling snow.

Zhao Hui leaned over her upper body and took her hand in from the window, "It's cold outside, be careful of the cold." As she spoke, she took the hand she had just stretched out.

Feeling the warmth transmitted from Zhao Hui's palm, Jinshu felt that his heart seemed to be warm. She simply stuffed both hands into the middle of Zhao Hui's palms to get a little more warmth.

Xiaomei, who was sitting at the door of the car, saw this and hurriedly turned her head, and on the side that Jinshu couldn't see, her face had become red.

There is room for the little girl in the countryside