Master Ren Xiao was anxious to talk to the ants on the hot pot, but Mrs. Xiao was indifferent, as for the rise and fall of any clan, it was even more bullshit to her. If her son is gone, what does this clan have to do with her?

Look at Madame's attitude of staying out of the matter, the always soft-boned Master Xiao can't bear it anymore, and now the Xiao family can still have life, it's all a fluke, if you don't seek foreign aid, it will really be ruined for a hundred years.

Immediately, as soon as Master Xiao gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, he rushed to Mrs. Xiao, opened his bow left and right, and slapped two big slaps up, intending to fan Mrs. Wake up.

However, Mrs. Xiao, who was already weak, could not afford these two slaps, and she didn't even have time to stare at it, so she fell to the ground.

This time, Master Xiao was also stupid, look at the unconscious son on the 'bed', and then look at the lady on the ground who has more gas and less air, his heart is like ashes, but thinking of the green mountains left behind, he is not afraid of the idea of no firewood, he decided to abandon the family business and fled with the softness.

When Mrs. Xiao was found, her body was already stiff and she couldn't die anymore.

At this time, the master disappeared again, and the housekeeper ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, and for a while everything that could be sold in the house was taken clean, except for Mrs. Xiao's personal mother and a few maids, the rest of the people were clean.

Mrs. Xiao, who has been beautiful all her life, would have thought that she would be killed by her husband who raised her eyebrows, let alone that she had countless gold and silver during her lifetime, but she didn't even have a thin coffin when she died.

Just when a few servants and 'women' panicked, Xiao Qinglan, who had been unconscious, woke up, and the high fever made his originally clear voice become like a broken gong, hoarse and unbearable.

Seeing that there was finally someone who could take charge, the maid who served the 'service' didn't care a lot, and cried to Xiao Qinglan, who had just woken up: "Young master! Master! It's terrible, the lady is gone, the master is gone, the valuable things in this house have been taken away, young master, what can I do? ”

Xiao Qinglan's eyes straightened, and she asked in disbelief, "You, what did you say?" What does it mean that the lady is gone? ”

"Madame was beaten to death by the master, young master! Master? ”

There was another period of 'chaos' and 'chaos', even the mother who accompanied the marriage couldn't stand it anymore, and left that night.

The maid who stayed behind didn't want to guard Xiao Qinglan anymore, and in the end, only the mother and son were left in the entire Xiao Mansion.

It was snowing again, and a red 'colored' cloak was particularly conspicuous among the flying snow 'flowers', pushing open the big 'door' that was no longer guarded, looking at the chaotic appearance of the house, and a few hearty laughter came out under the cloak.

Walking in again, I saw Xiao Qinglan who was still breathing, and a hand reached out from under the cloak and pinched Xiao Qinglan's neck little by little.

As if smelling a familiar smell, the man who only had one breath left shouted with difficulty, "Yin Hua...... Yin Hua ......"

The hand retracted, paused in the air, and then retracted into the cloak.

In just a few days, the Xiao family went to extinction by itself, Master Xiao became a wanted murderer, Mrs. Xiao was thrown into the 'messy' grave, and Xiao Qinglan was gone.

The situation of the Xiao family is certainly embarrassing, but now that the family is gathered together for the New Year, no one mentions this 'door' bad luck.

In the sound of crackling firecrackers, everyone forgot that there was a family that brought about their own destruction, and the family gathered together, lively and peaceful.

As in previous years, there was also a feast in the palace, and the ministers with status did not care about accompanying the old and young in the family, and accompanied the saint to watch the play in the palace for the New Year.

The gongs and drums are noisy, the songs and dances are dancing, the festive lanterns are hung high, and the emperor on the high seat is smiling, looking approachable. Seeing the 'fine' color, he stroked his palms and drank well, and everyone praised him.

The queen on her side had a smile on her face that couldn't hide her smugness, and this time the banquet that Xiao Mingyue was in charge of was shining, and she also had a light on her face. What made her even more proud was that Concubine Xiong was not present this time.

On such an occasion, Xiong Guifei can't 'show up', and the meaning is unusual.

It was Lord Xiong, who was widely sought after in the past, and today he has to sit there alone and drink alcohol, and the people next to him can hide and hide, let alone come forward to talk.

Seeing the opportunity, Chen Ge Lao leaned over with a wine glass.

After three or two glasses of wine, the nodding 'handover' on weekdays also had a bit of affection, Chen Ge Lao raised his head and nodded to the prime minister who had been looking at this head.

A few people hooked up under their noses so openly, even if they were in a good mood, they were gone, but the emperor still looked at the harlequin on the stage with a smile, as if he didn't notice it.

After the end of the show, the prince stood up and gave a gift, and was praised by the ministers present, and the queen nodded approvingly.

Look at the prince taking the lead, and the rest of the princes also offered their own treasures, and for a while, all kinds of treasures and treasures were 'beautiful', and they were luxurious.

At this moment, the crown prince looked at Mu Mengchen with a smile and asked, "Fifth Emperor Brother, don't you offer a gift?" ”

Mu Mengchen, who was named, seemed to come back to his senses, and stood up a little helpless.

The prince's eyes flashed with schadenfreude, and he quipped: "The fifth emperor's brother is very clever in his thoughts about 'women' on weekdays, why is it so bad today?" It's not like you. ”

Of course, these words stabbed Mu Mengchen, but they also made people feel disgusted, the queen glanced at the saint who had already received a smile in her eyes, and said: "I want to have a reunion during the New Year, where to use what ceremony?" This courtesy is the icing on the cake, and this does not also carry a heart, so it is enough. ”

Glancing at the stunned prince, the emperor approvingly: "What the queen said is good, sit down." ”

Mu Mengchen sat down and raised his head again, only to see his mother looking at him with a concerned face, and he had to bury his head and drink.

A simple year, it seems boring in the palace, and it can't arouse his interest at all. What worries him even more is that outside the palace, there is a person who guards the empty room for the New Year on such a day of reunion, and he doesn't know what it will be like.

In fact, to Mu Mengchen's expectations, Chu Liangrao's house was in full swing at this time.

Looking at a table of dumplings and pastries of different shapes, Chu Liangrao 'kneaded' her nose with her hands full of flour, looking very cute. Du's mother took a handkerchief and wiped it off for her, and said with a smile: "This is like a child." ”

Zhu'er counted them and asked, "County Lord, do you want to cook these first?" ”

"Let's cook it first." Chu Liangrao said without raising her head.

Zhu'er responded crisply, and sent the dumplings to the kitchen with Zhen'er. Chu Liangrao carefully 'kneaded' the dough in her hands, because Du's mother didn't let her touch the scissors this year, so she had to rely on her hands to knead out the shape, and as for the dumplings, she 'handed over' to the rest of the professional-level people. Du's mother is responsible for wiping her hands and face, rolling up her sleeves, and commenting on whose dumpling wraps are good and whose buns are big from time to time.