"If there is wind and green cypress, if the two beans can still be lost, he won't be the king of Nanling. It is embarrassing to sit in that position." Criticizing the wind and green cypress, the empress dowager has always spared no effort, and then stared at the old woman, "Can't celebrate the New Year. If you are unlucky, look at what you just said? Is there such a hypothesis? You are still too grandma!"
"... Why am I supposed to be hypothetical? I just comfort you by saying that. My question is for you, not for hypothesis!"
"You shouldn't ask like that. For those who are celebrating the New Year, hurry up and drank it. Does it look decent?"
The old lady Liu was so angry that the soles of her shoes were gone, and her sleeves were all ready to compete with the Queen Mother.
This old woman is in a bad mood and is looking for someone to stab her!
Come on, will she be afraid of a queen mother who is raised in a deep palace and doesn't even know how to change tricks
The other people around the brazier were immediately excited.
Liu Zhiqiu made a bet with Xue Qinglian, "Who do you think will win this time? I bet our old lady, and the queen mother is really no opponent. One or two silver, can you come?"
"I also bet the old lady, are you sitting in the village?" Xue Qinglian half-leaned on the edge of the wooden couch, stretched out her long legs, lazily not waking up, and speaking without ambiguity.
There is no way to turn him into the ditch.
Watching a couple of silvers fly away from him, Liu Zhiqiu sighed with regret, "No, no, my silver."
If the empress dowager is better, then he can change and suppress the treasure.
The two women over there who were about to fight, Qi Qi looked at him, Old Lady Liu wanted to grab something and smash the boy's face. Someone took a step faster than her and threw the ball of silk from her sewing basket.
"This can't be thrown! There is a brazier over there! Oh, feed my string balls, they will be useless once they are burned!"
The empress dowager said hard, "Isn't it just a thread dumpling, just buy it again, how much is it worth?"
"Prodigal maiden! I don't know if Chaimi is expensive if I'm not in charge!"
"Why don't the Aijia know!"
"Then tell me how much firewood costs a catty, and how much rice costs a catty!"
"..."
"Look, you can't tell, right?" Old lady Liu's face stretched out in the opening game.
The empress dowager sighed and snorted, "Then do you know how much Yanluo costs a horse, and how much is Song Yanmo?"
"..." I have never heard of what those are.
The empress dowager pulled back a city and exasperated, "So you are a rubbish."
"Oh, you old lady, you got on with me, didn't you? You ate my cabbage rolls in the morning! You didn't turn a book faster than you turned your face!"
"I picked the cabbage in the morning, and my nails broke a bit for that cabbage! Can you make cabbage rolls without me picking the cabbage?"
"The cabbage roll was made by me when you said you wanted to eat it!"
"If I say you do it? Don't do it."
"..." The old woman's nose was crooked, she turned her face and didn't recognize anyone after eating? I have done all the cooking, and have eaten the food, can she still vomit
The essence of shamelessness is coming! See if she will do it next time!
Two old women, one silver and the other gray hair, their eyes facing each other, sparks and lightning.
A string ball appeared carefully in front of the two of them, "Milk, Queen Mother, stop making a noise, the string ball is still there."
"Next, why don't you bring it here early!" Two slaps patted Liu Zhiqiu's forehead together.
Liu Zhiqiu, "..." He was young, his fault.
Next to the brazier, Mr. Liu, led by a few juniors next to him, acted as a melon eater. Watching the two old ladies bicker, they watched with gusto, sipping their tea from time to time, and occasionally clinking glasses with the old man.
"It's almost noon. Xiulan and the others will come back after breakfast. I guess they will be home in a while." When the two old ladies over there turned to pinch the gangster, Mr. Liu looked at the sky, "Old lady." , We have to prepare lunch, otherwise they won’t be able to eat it when they come back."
"Oh, if you don't tell me, I didn't notice it. It's so late." The old lady Liu put the needle and thread basket aside with ease, got up and walked towards the stove. Come in, Mu Qiu, come to help grandma, I'm afraid I can't be too busy alone."
"Hey, grandma is here." Liu Muqiu smiled and stood up to follow.
She and Zhiqiu also went to visit relatives yesterday, but they were not far from Xinghua Village, and the two returned that night.
Although it is said that the two elders are not the only ones at home, they can't rest assured that the young couple did not live there.
"Old man, are you still sitting? Come and start the fire!"
"Come here, what are you yelling at, you let me finish the last sip of tea..." The old man murmured, put down the tea mug, and started his daily routine.
Without the person who was arguing with herself, the empress dowager's eyes fell on the yard, watching the yard being cleaned up and not seeing a little snow, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The days in the Liu Family Courtyard were really lively.
It is better to quarrel with Mang Fu every day than to stay in the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.
How did Chinese New Year go in previous years
Have a royal New Year's Eve dinner and face Feng Mohan and Feng Qingbai with a cold face.
After eating, she returned to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, the room was covered with desertedness, and her heart was full of exhaustion.
The decoration of the hall is so festive, even if the hall is full of red lanterns, the hall of Yangxin is as untouched as the New Year.
That is a place where joy cannot enter.
Later, there was a subtle change in the relationship between Feng Qingbai and Feng Mohan, and even the atmosphere of the Hall of Nourishment seemed to have changed unconsciously.
On weekdays, there was a little emperor who fished in troubled waters in her temple. He liked to chatter in front of her all day long, complaining about the busy government affairs and counting the shortcomings of his officials.
Occasionally, Feng Qingbai would come over, not talking much, sometimes even just sitting in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart and drinking a cup of tea and then leaving, but with more people, it seemed to be able to squeeze out most of the coldness of the whole hall.
Later, her two beans came and filled the coldness in her heart.
These framed the hope in her pale life, and she had a strong desire to live.
"Mother, go to the entrance of the village to see if there is a carriage coming by."
"Yes, the old slave will go now." The old mother responded without delay.
The empress dowager panicked when Liang Dou'er was absent for a day. She tossed and turned to fall asleep in the middle of the night, and got up early this morning.
Think about two little masters.
From the stove room, the sound of spatula hitting the iron pan continued to be heard, and the scent of the food began to fill the air slowly, spreading across the entire compound.
Da da da.
Da da da.
The sound of horse hooves, from far to near.
When the queen mother's eyes lit up, she stood up and walked outside the courtyard.
I just ordered the old mother to go to the village entrance, but the sound of horseshoes came first.
Are they coming back
"It must be the nanny and them back. Look, I said you don't have to look at the gate all the time. If you come back, you can hear the sound of horses' hoofs from a distance." The old woman's voice came from the stove.
"I want you to tell me, the Aijia heard it long ago!" He snorted and couldn't control a smile on his face. For the first time in her life, the empress dowager waited at the farmyard.