The third day of January in the Longzhou calendar in 1789

Although she had already spent Chinese New Year's Eve and Spring Festival in Zongsuo, in terms of form, Xu Shuhui had to hold another party in the mansion that belonged only to this small family.

In this party, there is no presence of servants, just a family of five, making a real reunion dinner.

Townsend was in charge of handling the beasts, including the rough work of skinning and bleeding.

And Tang Luo and Tang Xing were responsible for carrying these ingredients to their mother standing in front of the stove.

Even the smallest Nuan Nuan has to carry a small basin to do the work of cleaning and selecting vegetables.

But to be honest, Tang Luo always feels that the most difficult time of the year is this reunion dinner, because his mother Xu Shuhui's cooking skills are really average.

Because the number of meals on each plate has greatly increased because of the presence of Tang Sen, Xu Shuhui's grasp of the weight of the taste is always not so satisfactory, and a pot of vegetables is either salty or light.

However, because the ingredients themselves are really nourishing and delicious, even if they are handed over to such an ordinary chef, the dishes can be eaten even if they look ugly.

And because Tang Sen would eat all the dishes in one go every time, Xu Shuhui always felt that she was very strong at cooking, and she claimed that the kitchen was not the same every year.

After an afternoon of busy work, the first meal when I returned home was finally placed in the dining room.

Looking at the slowly fragrant dishes on the table, Xu Shuhui was full of intoxication, clapped her hands and attracted everyone's attention and said, "It's a new year again." Luo'er has an industry, Xing'er has also begun to practice exercises, and Xiao Nuannuan will build a foundation next year. Make your New Year's resolutions. ”

This is the Tang family's reserved project, which belongs to the tradition of Yuanzhou, and every new year must make a vision and goal for the new year, and then achieve it in the next year.

Sometimes, the atmosphere and character of a family are closely related to its hostess. If the hostess is a vain woman, then it is difficult for the family to have a tolerant child. Similarly, it is difficult for a loving housemother to raise some mean and unrighteous children.

Xu Shuhui particularly likes this Yuanzhou tradition because it allows people to have new goals to work towards every year, so it has become a tradition at Townsend Mansion.

When there was only one son in this family, Xu Shuhui would ask Tang Sen to make a wish for the next year every year.

Tang Luo vaguely remembered that his wish last year seemed to be to break into the metamorphosis, although it was not achieved, but now the metamorphosis is just a breeze for him, so he very indifferently plans to make another New Year's wish.

"Brother, what wish did you make? Xiao Zhengtai looked at Tang Luo with blazing eyes and asked.

Tang Luo, who was about to make a wish, glanced at Xiao Zhengtai, who looked curious, and asked lightly: "Your wish should be to defeat Tang Zhen in the new year." ”

Xiao Zhengtai's little face, which was still full of curiosity just now, was full of incredulity, and he said at a loss: "You... How do you know. ”

I was so nervous that I wouldn't even call my brother.

Tang Luo shook his head, disdainful of it, only felt that the child was really useless, and actually made a wish to defeat a little girl.

The scene in Tang's dining room was so big, and the conversation between the brothers was listened to by Xu Shuhui, and she gossiped curiously: "Tang Zhen? It sounds like a little girl's name, is it Xiao Xing'er's crush?"

I kind of know where Xiao Zhengtai's gossip comes from. Tang Luo glanced at Xu Shuhui and thought firmly.

But it's always exciting to shake out the ugly things of his family, so he cleared his throat, and Xiao Zhengtai, who was about to jump up despite his blushing face, described the deeds of beating people in the chest during practice, and then being chased by the girl and beaten into a pig's head.

"Brother~Brother!!!" Ignoring Xiao Zhengtai's mournful shout, the scandal of losing to a girl of the same age was instantly announced in the ears of his closest people.

Even Tang Sen, who has always been calm, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard that he had been beaten into a pig's head for several days in a row, not to mention the mother and daughter who were hugging and laughing.

"Shame ~ brother shame ~ " Xiao Nuannuan taunted Xiao Zhengtai with her round face with her little hand.

And Xu Shuhui's face covering her mouth and chuckling is undoubtedly the last sharp knife inserted in his heart.

Xiao Zhengtai was very desperate, and buried his head in the bowl with self-abandonment, and tears fell down.

"Okay, okay, Xing'er doesn't cry. After the age of thirteen, the little girl will not be your opponent~" Xu Shuhui saw her youngest son crying with a rice bowl, and she was immediately distressed and comforted.

Xiao Zhengtai raised a crying little face, and snorted, "Why." ”

Xu Shuhui's face stiffened, and she only felt that it was a little difficult to describe, so she could only explain: "Because after the age of thirteen, Tang Zhen will start to get sick, and if you don't want to practice for seven days a month, you can catch up." ”

Xu Shuhui consciously explained it perfectly, but this did not satisfy Xiao Zhengtai.

Xiao Zhengtai's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "What's the disease?"

"It's a disease that every girl gets, and it doesn't matter. Xu Shuhui looked at the nervous little Zhengtai with a smile in her eyebrows.

And the one with the strangest expression belonged to Tang Luo, who couldn't believe his eyes when he looked at Xiao Zhengtai's expression.

Hearing his mother's words, his first thought was not that he could catch up with her in a few years, but that he was concerned about what disease she had, could it be that his younger brother was a masochist, and in the process of constantly being beaten into a pig's head by a little girl, he fell in love with someone else?

Tang Luo thought about it and felt that it was very possible, and suddenly felt that the burden of a thousand catties was on his body, and the Tang family was gone, so he could only carry the banner of the male gang by himself.

"In the future, I must not be a strict wife!"

At the age of fourteen, he saw the expressions of Tang Sen and Tang Xing, and revised his wishes.

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Tang's new hall

The Dark Thunder Hall did not make a big move to choose a new land for civil construction, but directly set the entrance of the new hall in a forest in the mountain behind the sect, which was very mysterious.

Stimulated by the heavy money, the heads of the branch lines of the Tang clan came to the sect with the warriors of the Mortal Sect and handed over the warriors to Tang Zuo.

In just a few days, it was filled with five hundred mortals.

However, it was a fool's dream for the five hundred martial artists who had not cultivated the combined attack technique to compete with the martial arts hall, and the current Dark Thunder Hall seemed to be a failure and a joke of the Elders in the eyes of many people in the martial hall.

It is better to directly set up a new branch hall in the martial hall and let Tang Zuo take the position of hall master.

Otherwise, such a new hall, even if you take a task of extermination, you have to do your best. Some of the warriors of the battle hall thought maliciously.

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The fourth day of January

The sudden opening of the ninth chamber of the Star Pavilion also meant that all the stars that Tang Luo could condense at this stage had all appeared.

At the beginning of the new year, Tang Luo still had 102 points of spiritual power left, and the spiritual power growth reached 33 points per day, which is more than 10,000 spiritual power in a year.

"I'll ask you, have you ever seen the fifteen-year-old Avatar Peak. He thought to himself, overjoyed.