In the blink of an eye, two days have passed, and people in Xiangyang County have returned home to reunite with their families.
The recruits in the boot camp continue their morning training as usual in the morning, and are disbanded after noon, so they can have a half-day rest to spend with their families during the festive season.
Luo Yue, Meng Hun, Li Yun and others gathered in the main hall of the county government, preparing to celebrate the festival with Jiang Pengji.
"Puff-wow-wow-"
The eight-month-old Changsheng has grown quite strong, and he smiles when he sees him, revealing his bright red gums and a little bit of glutinous rice and white teeth.
Since the first time he was pestering Feng Jin, he came to the Political Affairs Office with his sleeves up his sleeves, and Changsheng came here several times after that.
The weather was freezing cold, so she wore two sweaters made by Wei Jingxian, then two fleece-lined dresses, and finally a thick hooded cape, from a distance, she looked like a chubby ball.
Changsheng was extremely restless, and when he saw an acquaintance, he wanted to pounce on him. If Feng Jin hadn't held on tightly, this girl would definitely be in trouble.
"Happy New Year."
Jiang Pengji heard Changsheng's voice and went out to greet him, Feng Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly.
As a father, his status in the eyes of his daughter is not as good as that of his own lord, and there is no lord to please people.
As a minister, he was not valued by his daughter in the heart of the lord. Anyway, he would not be narcissistic and think that Jiang Pengji came out to pick him up.
Jiang Pengji took over the uneasy and twisting Changsheng, weighed the weight, "Changsheng is strong again."
Once in her arms, Changsheng immediately calmed down, blinking his eyes obediently, his face innocent.
"She's used to pretending to be well-behaved in front of others." Feng Jin held Wei Jingxian with the other hand and said, "It's windy outside, let's go in."
It was freezing cold outside, wind and snow were blowing, charcoal basins were burning in the four corners of the hall, and the heating was blowing.
Taking off the cloak to protect against the cold outside, Feng Jin found a place to sit down, while Wei Jingxian sat beside him.
It didn't take long for everyone to arrive at the scene one after another. Jiang Pengji asked Changsheng to sit beside him and clapped his hands to signal the servants to bring dinner tonight.
In the winter season, the ingredients are limited, but after all, it is the New Year's banquet in the first year, and Jiang Pengji doesn't want to be too sloppy.
After earnestly asking the audience in the live broadcast room for advice, Jiang Pengji sorted out the existing game ingredients and tried to enrich the New Year's banquet as much as possible.
In the past, after removing the stench, the meat was rolled in the hot soup, cooked, sliced and served on a plate.
Now... tsk tsk, she promises that after today's dinner, everyone will gain two or three pounds.
Because it is a divided meal system, the weight of each dish is not much, only enough for one person to eat four or five mouthfuls.
Zhang Ping was fooled by Wei Ci, and he looked around and hoped that there would be no singing and dancing, and suddenly he was a little bit lacking in interest.
Now when I heard her say that I served the food directly, the images of all kinds of boiled meat appeared in my mind, and my mouth became greasy.
It's just that when he waited for a plate of delicious food to be served on the table, his saliva was drooling, and he suddenly complained... Why is the plate so small, why are there so few dishes on the plate...
His eyes squinted, and he found that Wei Ci's food basically didn't move, and he felt even more aggrieved.
Wei Ci's taste tends to be bland, while Zhang Ping is the exact opposite of him.
Seeing the resentment in his friend's eyes, Wei Ci pursed the corners of his mouth, and secretly moved the dish that he hadn't touched to his table.
"Don't eat too much, there's more to come." He lowered his voice with a gentle smile.
Zhang Ping secretly glanced at the young man in the main seat, and muttered, "Isn't there any singing and dancing to add to the fun?"
Wei Ci blinked and asked, "Are you here to dance? The county government doesn't support singers and dancers, so it's impossible to see it."
Zhang Ping was dumbfounded, why did he feel that Wei Ci was getting more and more beating
"If you don't look at it, don't look at it, it's not interesting anyway." He said, "The lord you chose is a gentle person."
At this moment, Jiang Pengji reluctantly put a piece of Mapo tofu over the hot water to make it less spicy, then put it on a spoon and crushed it, and handed it to the noisy Changsheng's mouth.
The little girl opened her mouth and sucked contentedly, smashing her mouth, looking at Jiang Pengji with burning eyes... She still wanted to eat.
The eight-month-old child is very noisy, but the lord treats it patiently and coaxes it meticulously.
Just taking care of the child, she hasn't moved a chopstick yet.
Wei Ci was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Jiang Pengji, who was at the top, looking a little dazed.
"She has always been patient with children."
Jiang Pengji didn't start eating until Changsheng was half full.
On the other hand, Wei Jingxian was also amazed.
Her daughter, she has to be coaxed to eat every day before she is willing to eat. Feng Jin also thinks that she is too fond of children. She tries to use a tough attitude, but it has little effect. It is too rare for Changsheng to sit obediently and wait for feeding. now...
I always felt like I gave birth to a fake daughter.
Feng Jin understood her daughter and said with a smile, "Where is she good, she is clearly afraid."
Facing Qi Guan, they were coquettish and cute, and when they met Meng Hun, they were obedient and docile.
At first he didn't understand, but Jiang Pengji broke the secret in one sentence.
Children's intuitions are sharper than adults', Luo Yue and the others have a bloody smell on them, so they are too afraid to make a fool of themselves.
After eating three points, Jiang Pengji asked everyone, "Can anyone be willing to entertain with talent?"
There are no singers and dancers, but I can watch my subordinates show their talents.
Everyone's faces stiffened, they smiled bitterly, and waited here together.
Changsheng giggled, as if coaxing.
In terms of talent, everyone present, except for Changsheng, is versatile, even a warrior like Meng Hun can dance a sword, show his force, and barely count as a show. Feng Jin and the others are even more proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are never stage frightened.
Xiangyang County is full of joy and happiness, and the people seem to have come out of the dark clouds of the earth movement, celebrating the New Year and looking forward to the future.
Far away in Hejian County, the tribes also celebrate the New Year like this.
It used to be this habit in the past, but this year, it was a bit tense. The source of everything came from the Zhang family, a famous family in Hejian.
Jiang Nongqin was arranging various matters for the New Year's banquet when he heard that the family members of Liufu came to invite someone.
She frowned, secretly annoyed.
Mrs. Ji sat on the head and said sarcastically, "You have lost the young lady in the mansion. Instead of looking for it in the mansion, she came to our Liu family's second room to make trouble. This is because my husband is not at home, and I think a group of girls is easy to bully, right? Today's New Year's banquet, don't make it impossible for anyone to come off the stage!"
Mrs. Die also came out to watch the excitement, and looked at the opposite Zhang Zhao with cold eyes.
The Zhang Zhao family, the wife of the main house of the Zhang family.
She was dressed luxuriously, and her makeup was grand and graceful. She didn't care what Mrs. Ji said, with a mean look in her eyes.
It was obvious that he came to ask for help, but he took on the attitude of the protagonist, "I've searched for it again and again, that little hoof is hiding in your Liu residence, and I won't make friends today, it's not over. ."
"Tsk, then you're not done. However, our Liu Mansion is small, so I'm afraid there is no place for Mrs. Zhang to stay."
Mrs. Ji relied on Pingji, and did not take this Zhang Zhao in the slightest.
Madam Die covered her lips with her sleeves to hide the schadenfreude on her face.
At this time, Jiang Nongqin came over and respectfully greeted him.
Mrs. Ji asked, "This Mrs. Zhang said that our mansion hides the young lady of their mansion. Is there such a thing?"
Jiang Nongqin said expressionlessly, "No."
The Zhang family, a noble family in Hejian, married Shangguan Wan, the direct daughter of the Shangguan family earlier this year.