February 12th. The New Year of the Lai Kingdom.

The arrival of this day made Sima Liang temporarily put aside everything and enjoy his leisure time wholeheartedly.

However, during the national mourning period, the palace will not be too public, but only slightly dressed up. But even so, the people in the palace are still very happy. After all, on the last day of the year, today is the New Year.

New hope, new atmosphere. On the day of the same fun, Sima Liang asked most of the people in the mansion, except for the guards, to rest or take turns to guard. He himself suspended all work, got up early, and walked alone in the small garden of the back house.

"It's the New Year, and tomorrow is the new year. I don't know what happened to the second brother in the palace. There is also Yifan, the seventh brother, the fifth brother......" Sima Liang's eyes flashed in front of him, and the people he had seen within a year. In the short five months since he came to Yancheng, he has seen too many people. So much has changed.

The sound of rustling footsteps came.

Xiaobei carried a bowl of things and came to Sima Liang's side.

"Lord, taste it. Dumplings that just came out. Deliberately added more sugar. ”

Hearing that it was the dumplings he liked to eat, Sima Liang put down his thoughts and opened his mouth happily.

Eat a few in a row, and the sweet taste spreads in your mouth. Sima Liang exhaled a long breath.

"If only it could be so sweet every day."

"If the prince is not afraid of getting tired, he can eat it every day." Xiaobei didn't understand what Sima Liang meant, thinking that he was just eating dumplings.

Sima Liang smiled but did not speak.

That's it, I don't want to do so much today, let's have a good New Year.

Sima Liang finished eating the dumplings, then took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Xiaobei.

"New Year's red envelope, take it and ask for a lottery."

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Xiaobei happily accepted it.

"Okay, you can go down for a while. I left right away. Baby, where she's gone now, you know? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's on Mu Yu's side."

Take your time.

Bidding farewell to Xiaobei, Sima Liang walked to the Muyu courtyard. Before he could enter the door, he heard the laughter in the courtyard.

"It's all together. What are you playing? ”

Entering the courtyard gate, Sima Liang saw a group of people, gathered around the stone table in the middle. He took a look and found that except for Xiaobei, the female dependents who were more familiar with Sima Liang were all here.

What's going on?

Sima Liang looked at it from a distance. I found out what they seemed to be doing. It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly.

"What are you guys doing? Eat? Why does it look so ugly? ”

Sima Liang's words attracted angry glances.

"Husband, it's so annoying."

"Xianggong, sometimes you can't tell the truth."

……

"What's the matter, you can't say it's ugly? Bao'er, what are you doing, ugly. Is it a dog or a cow? Sima Liang squeezed to Bao'er's side with a dead face. Then he pointed at the dough in her hand.

"This is a rabbit, husband, you did it on purpose." Bao'er was very dissatisfied.

Sima Liang didn't care. He picked up the dough that the women had not yet used up and began to knead it.

As he moved, the dough began to deform continuously. Gradually, some outlines appeared.

After a while, a little rabbit with a fusche ear appeared in Sima Liang's hand. He poked two holes in the eye with his chopsticks. Then I rubbed two dough balls and filled them in.

Call.

"It's okay."

Sima Liang looked at his masterpiece and smiled.

"Find some red, edible dye, and a little more eye, it's more like." Sima Liang threw the rabbit in his hand to Bao'er.

The women who watched Sima Liang kneading the whole process were a little surprised. They looked straight at the little rabbit in Bao'er's hand and didn't say a word.

"Is this, Husband's pinch? How to pinch so well. ”

Bao'er looked at the little rabbit that Sima Liang pinched out without much effort, and then looked at the four things that she had spent a lot of time pinching. In his heart, he kneaded his dough and threw it back on the plate.

"Why, I can't figure it out? Am I stupid? ”

"Not really."

Sima Liang scraped the bridge of Bao'er's nose, then took another ball of dough from the plate and began to knead it.

"Before, in the palace. Every Chinese New Year, Xiao Shunzi and I, as well as Xiao Yao. I'll make some of this pasta to play. Actually, what I'm doing can only be considered average. Xiao Yao is applauding what she did. It's a pity, if she's here, I can teach you a good lesson. ”

Sima Liang had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was some sadness in his eyes.

Sensing the change in him, Boa knew that she had asked the wrong thing and hurried to make amends.

"Husband, I'm sorry. Mention the sad thing. ”

Sima Liang smiled, and then handed him a pinched puppy.

"It doesn't matter. Let the past pass. New year, new things. The road goes forward, and the people look ahead. I'm not one of those who have always dwelled on the past. Come on, let's do some together. By the way, Xiaohe, you go to the back house and ask the cook, and ask for edible dyes and fillings. Otherwise, it won't look good or taste good. ”

"It's the prince."

Xiaohe left, and Sima Liang began to teach himself the skills of kneading dough. After he joined, there was even more laughter in the backyard.

As the morning passed, several people made two full baskets of pasta.

In the first cage, most of them are crooked melons and cracked dates. Most of these were made by the women before Sima Liang came. In the back of the cage, a small part has a look. For the rest, it can only be said that there has been growth, but not much.

However, with the color embellishment, at least you can still see the past.

"Why don't you do the previous one, it's so ugly." Bao'er looked at some of the pasta she had made before, and was a little disgusted.

"No, it's interesting. You can eat it anyway, so keep it. Mu Yu suggested.

"Indeed, it's quite distinctive."

"Actually, there are a few of them that are quite cute."

……

The women have their own opinions, and they can't be sure.

"Keep it. It's time for lunch, and it's too much trouble to redo. And it's so ugly, aren't you doing it? Whoever makes it eats it. ”

"Don't." Bao'er thought of so many of her masterpieces, and her face was bitter.

Hey.

……

Xiaohe Xiaobei, after leaving with a steamer. Sima Liang used a wash basin to wash the flour residue on his hands.

"Father-in-law Bao'er, are they here today?"

"I'll come in the evening." Boa replied.

"That's good. By the way, did the Yang family notify? ”

"Noticed, the third princess said that she will be here in the evening, and she will come over in the afternoon."

"Okay." Sima Liang nodded with satisfaction.

Taking the towel handed over by Bao'er, Sima Liang dried his hands. He looked at the still lively courtyard, and his heart was very warm.

In previous years, there were not so many people to accompany him. This is the first time this year. In the future, perhaps, every year, there will be more people.

Anyway, it's getting better and better, and it's getting more and more like a home.