The next morning, Viroya gently got out of bed, did not disturb Margarita's sleep, and ran to the kitchen to begin preparing the main course of the dinner.

Reinhardt took out the cold meat filling and dumpling wrappers and let them slowly return to room temperature.

Kelvisia was boiling porridge for breakfast.

Viroya packed the soup, turned the heat to low, and ran to the mailbox outside the door to get something.

Today is the Winter Festival, even if it is known that the Kimchi Ferlenovinol family will not be invited to the banquet, but the invitation will still be sent, there are the royal family of Rothschild, there are several famous dukes and the embassy of the Holy Country.

Most of these invitations were written on expensive paper, and the penmen were full-time writers, more skilled than mimeographers, and Viroya was particularly fond of collecting these things, which she intended to keep for future generations of Kimchi.

Maybe we will be able to build a museum in a hundred years.

Hold a special box and sort the different sizes of invitations into categories.

Just as Viroya was loading her things, several delicate steam locomotives arrived in front of the Kalan Mansion.

This is the car for gifts from the royal family of Rothschild and the Holy Kingdom.

A few people got out of the car and took out the gifts that were in the trunk, and in order not to frighten outsiders, Veroya ran into the mansion and called Reinhardt and Clevisia out to give gifts together.

As soon as she got home, Viroya couldn't wait to open the package.

The royal family of Rothel sent a full set of custom dresses, including Ferlian Vinoer's, Kimchi's, Reinhardt's, Kervesia's, and did not even forget to prepare them for Viloya.

This made Veroya very happy, she liked these delicate dresses the most. I couldn't wait to put it on and spin it in front of the mirror.

Reinhardt smiled rarely.

What the Holy Kingdom sent was a newly developed television, a metal box with a display on one side and a signal receiver on top.

Clevisia and Reinhardt moved it to the TV cabinet that had been prepared long ago.

Flen Vinoel and Kirsten yawned and walked downstairs a short time later.

Kimchi looks like he lost last night's battle and is still resting.

Outside, on the streets, the festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger as people wake up.

On this day, there are free performances in major theaters for all citizens to see. New plays written by new actors and unfamous playwrights are often performed and staged today.

It's an opportunity for them to be connected to playwrights who have potential but don't have connections.

Citizens who can't afford expensive tickets on weekdays put on their best clothes early and go to their favorite theaters with their families.

Called the Northern Barbarian by the southerners, although the Kingdom of Rothier didn't say anything on the surface, and mocked the southerners for not being able to help but fight, but secretly they were still a little unconvinced.

Therefore, the former king took the opportunity of the country's development and change to pay close attention to the artistic aspect, especially the local specialty ballet, and directly rose to the level of national dance, and even Felian Vinoer would dance a section.

So according to tradition, Ferlian Vinoel naturally danced a ballet solo for his family in the mansion after Kimchi woke up.

Veroya and Kimchi are serious artistic idiots, and they can't see anything famous, so they have to applaud and pretend to appreciate.

Naturally, Ferlenvirnol knew that her husband did not understand art, but tradition was tradition, and she still danced with all her heart.

After Fellenvirnoel's dance, the crowd came to the living room and watched the television set sent by the Holy Kingdom.

Veroya adjusted the TV until the white display finally had a picture, and she quickly used her experience to tune to the correct channel.

Because of the use of alchemy technology, the picture is in color and has an extremely high resolution, as if you saw it with your own eyes.

On television is the famous opera "Anastasia", which tells the story of a princess who turns the tide when her country is in danger.

It is a representative work of opera in the new era of Middle-earth, compared with the opera of the old era, there are only two characteristics, elegant and vulgar appreciation, and there is also a "cool" word.

The books created on the basis of it are almost second only to the bestsellers of the Spiritual Cult. It's just that the author is unknown, otherwise he will definitely become a celebrity.

Even if everyone has seen it, it is not recommended to watch it again.

The little white cat was named Anna, and Anna is now kept on the tea table as a mascot.

Anna didn't mind, she slept directly on it, a small round ball in white balls, so cute, Veroya went directly to the cat.

Time flies by while watching the opera, and by the time the curtain of Anastasia comes to an end, the sun is already in the sky.

Viroya and Kelvisia go to prepare lunch, and Kimchi and Felenvinoer need to visit dignitaries in the afternoon.

Kirsten is the only one who has nothing to do but masturbate her Anna.

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Dressed in formal clothes, Ferlenvirne held my hand a little unskillfully. Of course, I'm also very rusty.

So after walking awkwardly for a while, we all agreed to let go of our hands and walk side by side.

Both of them were born in the military, and they walked with a heroic posture, just like two generals.

Felenvinoel didn't seem to find a topic, and thought it would be too embarrassing not to speak, so she introduced me to the custom of sending winter festivals in the kingdom of Rothiel.

As he spoke, he came to the destination of the afternoon's trip, the Palace of Rothschild. Some of the magnates had already arrived at the door with the carriage, waiting to be received by the court attendants.

We were in a hurry and hadn't had time to buy a suitable carriage yet, so we walked over.

However, it seems that the palace side is not ready, and the family coat and flag representing our family are rushed out at a glance.

The next step is the usual etiquette, to meet His Majesty the King, hand over the congratulatory message written, and then everyone has a good time.

Philenvirol and I met with the dignitaries of various countries who had come to the banquet one by one, and we officially had a place in our own name in the Middle Earth power.

In the evening, the feast ended, and everyone left the palace of Rothil in an orderly manner.

Flen Vinoel had spent the afternoon helping me, who had no communication skills at all, to deal with the dignitaries of various countries, and now she was a little tired, and walked home slightly leaning on my shoulder.

"It's been hard work, it's hard work, go home and have a good meal." I patted Ferlian Vinoel on the shoulder.

"Alas, I can't imagine how tired I will be in the future." Felenvinoel said weakly that part of the reason she had joined the army in the first place was because she was too tired to deal with these dignitaries.

The sunset reflects the earth, and the two people walking in the golden light are like a couple of old husbands and wives who come home from work.

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One dish after another was brought out and placed on the table, because it was really difficult to distinguish between high and low, so the table in the Karan Mansion was a round table.

Kimchi and Ferlenvinoer arrived home just in time for a visit at the dinner table.

Viroya takes off her shoes and stands on a chair, looking like a protagonist. The dishes in front of her are basically made by Wei Luoya, and everyone doesn't know them, so she needs to introduce them one by one.

After the introduction, everyone stopped doing those cumbersome pre-dinner etiquettes and went straight to eating.

Felenvianol and Margarita have had special teachers to teach since childhood, so they ate very Sven, and Kelvisia and Reinhardt were similar, that is, Kimchi, Veroa and Kirsten were a little so bold.

For example, steamed king crab is a little uncivilized for a few people to eat.

But it's all a family, and this kind of eating will only make the family smile.

The dinner lasted for more than two hours, and the winter festival vigil was the same as the Spring Festival in the East, and after the meal, it was a family activity.

In order to promote the new product of television, the Holy Kingdom also spared no effort to build a special television program.

The three major families and the Divine Descent Organization reached a rare agreement in the face of economic interests.

This is also why the two forces are on the same page but still haven't caused much turmoil/chaos in the Holy Country, a stable society is a necessary factor for economic development, and no matter how big your ambitions are, you won't be overwhelmed with money when you don't have to.

What is now being shown on TV is a TV series based on the content of the Anastasia opera, which is more appealing than the opera, which is more accessible to the people.

A world-class classic is a classic, and according to a famous writer, if the author of "Anastasia" writes those literary works, it will inevitably be sought after by major literary artists.

It's a pity that the writer who anonymously wrote the complete works and opera versions of "Anastasia" disappeared after writing the complete works and opera versions of "Anastasia".

Looking at it, the bell rang eleven times, representing the arrival of eleven o'clock in the evening.

Turning off the TV, our family made their way to the backyard of the Kalan Mansion, where fireworks were set off at midnight.

It was made up by Viloya and Kirsten together, which made people a little uneasy.

It took a lot of time to change into clothes and place the fireworks, and finally when everyone was resting, the clock struck midnight, and beams of light rose on the ground and bloomed in the black night sky.

Viroya couldn't wait to take the lit matches and light the fireworks in order.

We couldn't help but step back.

The explosion sounded, and then one after another points of light flew from the ground into the air, and finally a big love bloomed in the air.

Looking at her work, Viroya looked at us proudly, and Kirsten glared at her, signaling that it had its own merits.

Under the colorful flowers, Kimchi and the people around him looked up at the sky.

He suddenly felt that his childhood fantasy had come true, even if the road ahead was still foggy, he had his own home, a stable home, a warm home.

Then no one can take it all away, yes no one can.