Seeing that the glutinous rice balls ate several pieces of smoked fish in a row, Wen Mingtang scooped a small half bowl from the three fresh mushroom egg dumpling pots and handed it over, and said: "The smoked fish is sweet, and it is easy to get tired if you eat too much, drink some soup!" ”

The sound of crackling firecrackers and fireworks outside is lively and noisy, and even, when people sit in the kitchen at this time, looking outside, they can faintly see fireworks rising in the sky not far away.

The more lively it is outside, the quieter it becomes.

Zhao You is a master who only knows how to bow his head and eat stuffy, but the rice balls that he loved to laugh and make the most in the past are now silent. It's not that Wen Mingtang doesn't want to say a few words of excitement, but at this time, looking at the white eyes, how can he open his mouth like this?

Picking up the green plum fruit wine in his hand and taking a sip silently, Wen Mingtang looked at the rice balls in the room.

took the small half bowl of three fresh mushroom egg dumplings she handed over, and scooped a spoonful of rice balls into his mouth.

The bone broth soup is rich in meat and pepper, and the soup is fragrant with a slight spiciness. After a few mouthfuls of soup, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of the nose of the rice balls, and warmth gradually emerged from the body.

Although it is only half a bowl, Master Wen obviously put his heart into scooping, and this small half bowl contains almost all the side dishes in it: the fungus is smooth, the cabbage is sweet, the tofu is soft, the egg skin is tender, and the filling of the pork chestnut is delicious......

Tang Yuan sniffed, although the past few days have been like a nightmare, but at the same time, she also really felt everyone's kindness and concern for her.

There was the sound of firecrackers outside, but the house was quiet. This year...... Tang Yuan lowered his eyes, put the last mouthful of soup in the bowl into his mouth, got up, and walked out: Daddy doesn't want to see the New Year in this family like this!

Wen Mingtang smiled bitterly: Although he made the New Year's dinner with his heart, it was difficult to have a good year.

Looking at Zhao You, who was eating without heart and lungs on the side, she suddenly felt a little envious for no reason.

When I was envious, I saw that the glutinous rice balls that had just left came back.

I didn't have a cup of tea when I left, and when I left, I went empty-handed, but when I came back, I was holding a small handful of bamboo fireworks.

Facing Wen Mingtang, who was looking at him, and Zhao You, who was finally willing to raise his eyes to her from the delicacies, Tang Yuan squeezed out a smile and said, "Daddy bought it a month ago, and I was going to put it today, so let's put it together after eating!" ”

This year, I still have to live as Daddy expects.

Looking at the smiling face squeezed out by Tang Yuan, Wen Mingtang nodded.

When the fireworks bought by Lao Yuan Yue were set off, Wen Mingtang gave the two bunches of beaten peanuts and the silver bills made of Ruyi and persimmons that he had prepared in the future to Tang Yuan and Zhao You.

This year, she made the most money on the public chef's takeaway stall, and she played the role of "New Year's money".

After receiving the "New Year's money", it is customary to keep the New Year.

Although Lin Fei confessed to let Zhao You keep vigil before leaving, Wen Mingtang and Tang Yuan would not seriously let Zhao You spend Chinese New Year's Eve alone in the Spirit Hall.

The food table here in the kitchen was not removed, and Wen Mingtang put on the melon seeds, peanuts, dried fruits he bought and the box of New Year's snacks he made to prepare for the New Year.

There is a vigil in the spiritual hall, and there is a vigil on Chinese New Year's Eve, and they all have to spend the night with their eyes open, so they simply take turns to replace it.

With nut snacks as a backing, this night vigil is pretty good.

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Compared with Wen Mingtang, although he was doing white things here, but this Chinese New Year's Eve was quite warm, the atmosphere in Jingyunhou Mansion, where banquets and fireworks were prepared, and preparations for Chinese New Year's Eve began early, were extremely solemn.

Lin Fei stood behind his brother and looked up at the fireworks rising in the direction of the garden, which were the fireworks that had been prepared by the people below early, and the little guy who set off the fireworks was still pinching the fireworks to let the fireworks bloom one by one.

After watching the fireworks in the sky for a while, Lin Fei's eyes fell on the banquet in front of him again: the food and wine were spilled on the ground, and it was a mess.

The maids and servants were silent one by one, and carefully cleaned up, lest they make a little noise and alarm the pale-faced Yasukuni Gong.

Marquis Jingyun was in front, Hou Shizi was behind, the two were standing in front of the Duke of Jingguo to be trained, and the ladies of the Hou Mansion headed by Mrs. Hou on the side only carefully reminded the maids and subordinates to clean up the mess in the banquet, and did not dare to get involved in the matter.

For a while, Lin Fei, who was only standing behind his father and brother, was the most comfortable, and he didn't have to face the anger of the Yasukuni Duke head-on, nor did he worry about taking care of the trivial matters in the house.

In this world, there must be something to give, and there must be something to give. His father and brother are extremely powerful ministers, and the burden on his shoulders is much heavier than him, and his every move affects the foundation earned by countless ancestors in the entire Hou Mansion.

This foundation should be kept, and if it can't be kept, it is unfilial.

At this time, the Yasukuni Gong attack was caused by such events.

It is true that Yasukuni Gong is a straightforward person in his bones, but no matter how upright he is, if it were not for the fact that the matter is really urgent, he will never choose to attack on Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Uncle Fang, you received a transfer from the North Ya to the South Ya a month ago, why didn't you say it earlier?" Jingguo Gong pointed at Hou Shizi's nose and scolded, "Say a few days earlier, my old face can still be of some use, and I will find a way to transfer it back with you." Now that the will of the Holy God has been decreed, and the wood has been completed, do you want to destroy the foundation of your ancestors? ”

That's a bit more serious. When Jingyunhou heard this, he couldn't help it, stood up and blocked his eldest son, and said, "Father, why is this happening? Not to mention that it's only temporary......"

"When did the Zhang family vomit it out when the jackal clan swallowed it?" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yasukuni.

That's true.

Whether it is the Duke of Yasukuni or the Marquis of Jingyun, the titles of these princes are the foundation created by the ancestors, but if the generation after generation is just like this, living with the foundation of the ancestors, the Lin family has already lost the title after many founding courtiers of Darong.

The reason why until now, the Lin family still has the title of duke in hand, and it is a title that has been earned by generations of Lin family's children.

It is a blessing to be born in the gate of the public wait, and I have been able to enjoy such blessings, and how to keep this blessing from falling is also a matter for the children of the Hou Gate.

The Lin family's foundation lies in military merit. Whether it is the Duke of Yasukuni or the Marquis of Jingyun, they have all been on the battlefield and made great contributions. Now it is Hou Shizi's turn, Darong is peaceful all over the world, and there is no war inside and outside. For Hou Shizi, the way to keep the foundation is to do a good job of maintaining the responsibility of the Praetorian Guard of the Son of Heaven.

The Praetorian Guard was divided into two offices, the north was responsible for the safety of the Son of Heaven, and was a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and the south was responsible for the safety of the entire Chang'an City.

Therefore, Lin Shizi's transfer is equivalent to being pulled down from the position of the Son of Heaven's close minister.

Yasukuni Gong looked at Lin Shizi, who was silent like a soft bun, and came angrily from the heart: "If you don't love to be this son, why don't you call Ah Fei to ......" Before the words were finished, he saw Lin Fei, who was standing behind his father and brother, pinched a delicate New Year's Heart in his hand and took a bite, Yasukuni suddenly choked, and when he came back to his senses, he was even more annoyed, "If you are a brother, you are like a soft bun, and the one who is a younger brother is even more unsuccessful!" If you are greedy for that bite, you must eat the dim sum made by Wen Xuance's daughter? ”