These days, she has been following the rules of the middle school in the house, and she is a popular student, and she has not caused trouble.

Also, who is this Zhao Sangongzi?

Wang Ziqi scratched his head, having no impression of this person at all.

Wang Ziyang stretched out his hand and knocked on Wang Ziqi's hairy head, "Do you know how the pig died?" ”

Wang Ziqi lowered his head and seriously thought about his brother's question, "When I was born, I had to die of childbirth, and I had to die of illness in the long process, and I was killed by the butcher when I grew up?" ”

Mrs. Wang couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out and twisted Wang Ziqi's arm, "Just like you, stupid." ”

"Mother, you're struggling with me again!" Wang Ziqi screamed loudly, "It hurts." ”

Wang Ziyang's scholar Wang Ziqi looked like he pouted.

Looking at these two children, Mrs. Wang almost smiled angrily. Children are all wrongdoers, and those who come to collect debts are not deceived by the old saying.

———I'm off the dividing line of the festival———

After a night of wind and snow, it was Chinese New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

No matter what happened this year, whether it was smooth or bumpy, on this day, the big and small officials and people in the capital hung red lanterns in front of their homes.

Cui Haoran received a special New Year's gift when the New Year's bell had not yet sounded.

It was a small box with two severed fingers, one of which had a small black mole on it. Cui Haoran didn't remember if Cui Xiangyu had such a small black mole on his hand, but he believed that inside the box was his toddler's finger.

Neither of his parents was unintentional, Cui Haoran stood outside the study, watching the falling snowflakes cover the delicate pavilion attic with a layer of white.

Cui Fu said to Cui Haoran, "Master, Aunt Zhao is making trouble in the courtyard again." ”

Speaking of this Aunt Zhao, Cui Fu is also miserable, the people in the courtyard have changed several times, but Aunt Zhao can still get the news as soon as possible.

No, Cui Haoran had just opened the box himself, and Aunt Zhao already knew that the thieves of the Shura Gate had sent the third young master's finger over.

Is this a New Year's gift? It's not a deliberate attempt not to let people live in peace.

However, Cui Fu didn't say much, mother and son are connected, Cui Xiangyu is the lifeblood of the Zhao family, who can stop a mother from loving her young son?

"Let her make trouble, don't let her out, and don't let people hurt her life." Cui Haoran let out a long sigh, "In the future, you don't have to tell me the news of the Zhao family again." ”

The wind and snow are still falling, and those who have no heart and those who have a heart are looking forward to the coming year.

In the middle of the night, fireworks set off by people outside the palace light up the night sky.

The new year has finally arrived.

People under the same night sky have different thoughts.

Dongfang Lei also looked at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, when he was young, he had read the description of the grand scene of Liangzhou Chinese New Year's Eve in the book, but at this moment, the beautiful scenery bloomed in front of him, and the people who watched it were no longer in the same mood.

Dongfang Lei retracted his gaze and motioned for his subordinates to carry him into the room.

Dongfang Lei asked, "Are things ready?" ”

Yun Chu replied, "It's all ready, but the snow is falling heavily, and it is estimated that it will take a few days to come over." ”

Dongfang Lei was a little sleepy, but he still nodded, indicating that he knew.

Yun Chu wanted to ask, would Cui Haoran really cooperate with them again? However, looking at Dongfang Lei's tired appearance, Yun Chu's words still couldn't be spoken.

"The ninth brother should be almost here." Dongfang Lei asked in a low voice.