Looking at the young faces, Mao Tongtong was glad that the treatment he had crossed was not bad. If it's a little palace maid or something, I don't know how much suffering I'll have to suffer.

After talking about their own troubles, the atmosphere is more lively. Mama Luo is older, and she can still hold on, slowly eating the dishes in front of her, with a faint smile on her face. And Qingzhu let go a lot, and his voice was louder than usual.

The house became lively, and Mao Tongtong remembered the scene of the New Year in Yangzhou.

Mao Chengyun and Chen's two children, she and Mao Mingxuan, but the New Year is not lonely at all. After Laba, the family will start to make all kinds of pastries, as well as all kinds of meatballs, pastries and the like. On Chinese New Year's Eve, the family will have a reunion dinner together, and the Chen family, who usually does not drink alcohol, will also drink two glasses. will also give her and Mao Mingxuan a big red purse, which is made of peanuts and melon seeds made of silver, as New Year's money. After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Mao Carrier will take the family to set off firecrackers, and then keep vigil together. It is not until the time of day comes, and the new year is over, that everyone will go back to the house to sleep.

In a flash, this is her sixth year in the Qing Dynasty, but she has only spent three years with Chen. After that, he spent a year in Uncle Chen, then a year in the palace, and then this year.

She couldn't help but sigh that time flies so fast. Six years is enough for her to adapt to life three hundred years ago. Whether in speaking or acting, she is getting closer and closer to an authentic ancient person. Modern life is moving away. Here, no one can share the past with her, she can only bury the past in the deepest part of her heart, and slowly forget it in her daily life.

"Gege is homesick?" Mama Luo came over and asked.

"Huh?" Mao Tongtong pulled back his thoughts, smiled, and said, "Mama sees it?" ”

Gege's eyes were red. Mama Luo said softly.

"Is Mama homesick? You can go back and see it today. Mao Tongtong said.

Mama Luo was also elected to the palace that year. When she was old, she could have left the palace, but for some reason she stayed in the palace as a grandmother.

"There is no one left in the slave's house." Mama Luo smiled and said.

"I'm sorry." Mao Tongtong smiled apologetically.

"It's fine. Slaves and maids are used to it. Mama Luo said.

"As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, this is really true." Mao Tongtong said with emotion: "Although I am out of the palace with Lord Belle now, I may not see my family for the rest of my life." ”

"Gege said this too early." Mama Luo smiled: "Let's not mention that Gege's Ama and brother are both officials, if you have the opportunity to be a Beijing official, you will naturally have the opportunity to meet." Even if you don't have the opportunity to be a Beijing official, you can consider buying a house in the capital, and when you are old and no longer an official, you can come to live in the capital, and you will have the opportunity to meet at that time. Left and right Gege has always been in the capital all his life. ”

"That's what Mama said." Mao Tongtong laughed and said, "There is always a chance." You've got a good suggestion for me today. Buy a house in the capital first. ”

"That's what the slave said." Mama Luo smiled: "Doesn't Gege have an uncle who is a Beijing official, and he can help take care of it if he buys a house." Even if Gege can't use it at home in the future, it's good to leave it to the little master in the future. ”

"I'm not in a hurry to take care of things. If not, you can rent it out, or buy two people to take care of it. Mao Tongtong said.

Mama Luo's proposal really moved her heart. She drafted into the palace and followed the eighth master, but she didn't bring in any dowry. In the past two years, relying on the favor of the eighth master, she has become rich. But silver is a dead thing in your hand, and you really should think about how to make money. But for such a big thing as buying a house, I'm afraid it can't be hidden from the eighth master.

"I don't know if the master will object?" Mao Tongtong raised the question in his heart.

"Gege can be said to be watching it for the family." Mama Luo came up with an idea and said: "Let's talk to the family first, whose name is this house in." If Gege's family takes silver, it is considered the family's real estate, and Gege will help choose the site in the capital to see each other. If you want to put it in Gege's name, you can also use the guise of the family, and let Gege's family collect it first, and then take it out when you need it later. ”

"That's the way it works." Mao Tongtong nodded.

She actually wanted to buy it herself. In the future, if Mao Chengyun and his wife come to live, it will be regarded as a piece of her filial piety. If she doesn't come to live, she can use the house to make money, or keep it for her children. Anyway, real estate is a thing that retains its value no matter what era it is.

"If Gege can trust the slave maid, after a few years, the slave and maid can go out of the house to help you inquire." Mama Luo said.

"Well, Mama can help me ask about the market first. See if I have enough money. If it's sufficient, I'll talk to you about it again. Mao Tongtong said.

"Good. After the Lantern Festival, the slave maid looked for an opportunity to go out of the house to ask. Mama Luo smiled.

was interrupted by Mama Luo, and Mao Tongtong's homesickness faded a lot. There was an older person next to him, and it was really different. Like Qingzhu, they can't think of this layer.

Although Mama Luo has not been with her for a long time, after Mao Tongtong's observation, she can still trust her character.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was very noisy for a while, and everyone ate very happily. Mao Tongtong finally wrapped a big purse for everyone, which was the New Year's money, and the Qingzhu was happy and thanked him.

"Bang!" The sound of firecrackers rang out outside.

"Let's go, let's go out and have a look." Mao Tongtong said. Watching fireworks is also indispensable for the Chinese New Year. It's a pity that she can't go out into the street, so she can only stand in Yee Lok Court and watch the fireworks rise and fall in the distance through a small piece of sky overhead.

It was dark, there were no stars, and there was no moon. Brilliant fireworks bloom in the night sky one after another, beautiful but also short-lived, like an epiphany.

The snow had stopped at some point, and although there was no wind, it was cold. Mao Tongtong only stood for a while before Qingzhu forced him to enter the house.

"If Gege catches a cold, the slave won't be able to explain to Lord Belle!"

"Hmph, he can't take care of me now." Mao Tongtong pursed his mouth and said.

Although she knew that the eighth master had no time to come to see her recently, she was still uncomfortable. This feeling of powerlessness is the most depressing.

took a deep breath, and the cold air penetrated into his nose and rushed straight to his brain, making Mao Tongtong couldn't help but feel excited.

Qingzhu hurriedly said: "Gege, come into the house." It's no joke that it's freezing. ”

"Alright, let's go inside." Mao Tongtong smiled helplessly. She herself is afraid of getting cold, after all, she has one in her stomach, and she can't be willful anymore.