If there is an afterlife, my little orange, if I can see you again, if I have not forgotten you, and I have not drunk the water of Lethe so much I owe you, I will definitely pay it back to you, then I will definitely tell you, I will be your strongest arm, I will stand in front of you to resist the malice from the whole world.

  No one thought that the closer the New Year, the bigger the wind and snow, the more Mu Jincheng walked with the wind, frost, rain and dew, the four maids were slow enough, this road was grinding, if someone else asked inadvertently, they all said that their little son came out to play in the mountains and rivers, so he didn't rush more, but he never thought that the wind and snow would block a positive.

  I originally thought that the snow would be eased after a few days of snow, just like in the previous life, so I also traveled lightly, and I was about to go to the next town to wash up, but I never expected that I would be blocked in this broken temple during the Chinese New Year.

  This dilapidated mountain temple, fortunately, there is no leakage everywhere, but, a little desolate, looking at the distant town, the fireworks in the sky, Mu Jincheng sat in this dilapidated temple, with the wind, frost and rain, roasting pheasants and hares together.

  Yes, even if you are far away from the city and countryside, even if you don't rush to the next accommodation point, wind, frost and rain and dew, you are still a person with a bit of martial arts, rushing on this snowy night, occasionally passing by the deep mountains and old forests when you hit a pheasant and hare, and you can also make some food.

  Especially Mu Jincheng, he still has experience, on the road, when he meets occasionally, he doesn't let go, so the next time he sleeps outside, he goes to hunt some game temporarily, because in winter, these game, even if they are placed around, they can't be bad for a long time.

  The fragrance of this barbecue is the free breath of Xiangye, which Mu Jincheng has never smelled before he fell down, slightly sprinkled with a little salt, which is the most beautiful delicacy in the world, even more delicious than Changyang Mountain and Dajin.

  I never thought about those favorite sweet orange soups anymore, and even those things related to oranges that I had eaten, were no longer Mu Jincheng's favorites, and then Mu Jincheng understood that the original favorite in the extravagant time, so when he was down, he couldn't remember that the original down-and-out people were not qualified to have favorites, and those were just the tastes of the daughters.

  And as for now, it's just a down-and-out hurry, although there are maidservants by his side, but where can he get better? One hare for five people was enough for their dinner, and at this time, Qi Lu said regretfully, "I'm sorry, princess, the slaves and maids are really incapable of letting you eat dumplings for the New Year."

  Originally, I wanted to let the princess rest here, they took advantage of the snowy night to go out to the next town, buy some dumplings for the princess and come back, and finally counted the New Year, but they never expected to be discovered by a Mu Jincheng who turned over and woke up, and sternly stopped them, it doesn't matter if you eat dumplings or not for the New Year? Everyone's safety is the most important thing

  Listening to Qi Lu like this, he regretted himself, but he didn't expect Mu Jincheng to say with a smile, "I don't blame you, you didn't bring me back dumplings, don't blame me, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve reward is not as much as in the past"

  Saying that, he also took out two golden beans from each of his money bags and stuffed them in their hands, and the maids pushed them thousands of times and refused to stay, because they knew their current economic situation best, but they had to send the golden oranges, and in the end, they had to keep them.

  This is indeed the least reward for following the princess for so many years, even the occasional reward on weekdays is more than this golden bean, but in this current situation, I feel that this year, the Chinese New Year's Eve money is more precious than in previous years, and in such a downtrod situation, she is willing to share her most precious things with these maids, and how can they not serve with all their hearts? You must know that this golden bean is much higher than the maidservants of the four countries of Kyushu, and their year's income is not worth the princess's money this night.

  Mu Jincheng, this Chinese New Year's Eve is so down, and as for Mu Qingteng, he is still in the dilapidated temple, and he can't even eat a hot meal, which is worse than Mu Jincheng, his dilapidated temple, even leaking wind everywhere, even unclothed, occasionally avoiding the eyes of those beggars, going to the mountains and forests to collect some game, wrapping himself.

  It's been a few months since such a day, and I don't know when it's a head, looking at the wind and snow outside, looking at the temple, embarrassed, thinking about the way I look in front of me, my eyes are scarlet for a while, he is the chosen son who was given up by God, I thought it would never be like this, I thought that all trust could be rewarded, but I never thought that he was just an abandoned son, I never thought that what he had worked so hard to do, in the end it was not worth mentioning, no one ever remembered, no one ever missed him, It's just a chess piece, a chess piece that doesn't work right now.

  As for the Dingguo Marquis and Yu Qinglang in the Dingguo Mansion, they were also sitting around the dinner table on this Chinese New Year's Eve, and this year it was still because of the heavy wind and snow, so they were given a Chinese New Year's Eve meal by His Majesty the Emperor, without entering the palace to worship

  This Chinese New Year's Eve meal is placed on the table, four dishes and one soup, even cold, only the dumplings that were served are steaming, these dumplings are cooked by Su Houye himself this year, Yu Qinglang was also very surprised and said to Su Moyu,

  "It turns out that in the past few years since I was away, Master Su has learned such a craft, I'll try one first."

  Before everyone could get off the chopsticks, his jade chopsticks reached into the plate, and a steaming dumpling was sandwiched, with the soup inside, which felt so delicious.

  I don't know if it's because it's the first time I eat Su Moyi's cooking, or because his craftsmanship is good, or maybe it's because of his own psychological effects, I still have to praise it.

  "Su Houye's craftsmanship is really good, much better than the imperial chef in the palace"

  But at this time, he saw that Su Moyi had never moved his chopsticks, until the steaming dumplings on the table became cold,

  "Master, otherwise I'll go and heat up the dumplings for you, if you don't eat some dumplings for the New Year, you always feel that something is missing", Chang'an next to him said thoughtfully

  But at this time, he saw Su Moyi shaking his head gently, "No need"

  He was in this Dingguo Marquis's Mansion, there were still tiles to cover his body, as well as brocade clothes and jade food, and even the dumplings were steaming, but when he thought of Qianjiwei coming to repay Jin Cheng, he was still in the dilapidated temple, and he didn't even see the shadow of dumplings.