MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 382 New Year's Eve Dinner (5)

  Watching Tangyuan eating several pieces of smoked fish in a row, Wen Mingtang scooped up half a bowl from the three fresh mushroom and egg dumpling pot and handed it over, saying, "Smoked fish tastes sweet, but if you eat too much, you will get bored. Have some soup!"

  The sound of crackling firecrackers and fireworks outside is lively and noisy. Even sitting in the kitchen at this time, looking outside, you can faintly see fireworks rising in the sky not far away.

  The busier it is outside, the quieter it is here.

  Zhao You is a master who only knows how to bow his head and eat stuffy. In the past, the most laughable and playful glutinous rice **** are now silent. It's not that Wen Mingtang didn't want to say a few lively words, but at this moment, seeing the white eyes everywhere, how could he speak like this?

   Picking up the green plum wine in his hand and taking a sip silently, Wen Mingtang looked at the glutinous rice **** in that box.

  Took a small half bowl of three fresh mushroom egg dumplings from her, scooped a spoonful of glutinous rice **** and put them in the mouth.

  The soup base stewed in bone soup is rich in meat, and pepper is added in it, so the soup in the mouth is fragrant and slightly spicy. After taking a few mouthfuls of soup, a fine layer of sweat dripped from the tip of the glutinous rice balls' nose, and warmth gradually emerged from the body.

Although it is only half a bowl, Master Wen obviously put his heart into it when scooping it up. This half bowl contains almost all the side dishes in it: smooth fungus, fresh and sweet cabbage, soft and tender tofu, tender egg skin, pork meat inside The stuffing of the horseshoe is delicious...

   Tangyuan sniffed, although these days it was like a nightmare repeatedly, but at the same time, she really felt everyone's kindness and concern for her.

  There was sound of firecrackers outside, but the house was quiet. This year... the glutinous rice **** lowered their eyes, put the last sip of soup in the bowl into their mouths, got up, and walked out: Dad doesn't want to see this family's New Years like this, right?

  Wen Mingtang gave a wry smile: Although he cooked the New Year's Eve dinner with all his heart, it is hard to live this year well.

  Looking at Zhao You who was eating heartlessly, she suddenly felt a little envious for no reason.

  When I was envious, I saw the glutinous rice **** that I had just left came back.

   It takes less than a cup of tea to go back and forth. When I left, I went empty-handed, but when I came back, I was holding a small handful of bamboo fireworks.

Facing Wen Mingtang, who was looking towards him, and Zhao You, who was finally willing to look up at her from the delicacies, the glutinous rice **** smiled and said, "Father bought it a month ago, and I planned to put it away today. Let's put the food away after eating!"

   This year, I still have to live as my father expected.

  Wen Mingtang nodded as he watched the smiling face squeezed out of the glutinous rice balls.

   After setting off the fireworks bought by old Yuan Yue, Wen Mingtang gave Tangyuan and Zhao You a string of two strings of ground peanuts and silver strings of Ruyi and persimmons that he had prepared in the future.

  This year, she has earned the most money at the public kitchen takeaway stalls, so she has taken on the role of "lucky money".

   After receiving the "New Year's money", according to the custom, it is necessary to keep the New Year's Eve.

  Although Lin Fei told Zhao Youlai to keep vigil before leaving, Wen Mingtang and Tang Yuan would not really let Zhao You spend New Year's Eve alone in the mourning hall.

   Before the food table set up in the kitchen was removed, Wen Mingtang put out the bought melon seeds, peanuts, dried fruits and a box of New Year's snacks that he made himself to prepare for the new year.

  The mourning hall requires people to watch the night, and they have to keep watch on New Year's Eve. Since they have to spend the night with their eyes open, they should take turns to replace them.

  With the backing of nut snacks and snacks, this night watch is not bad.

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  Compared to Wen Mingtang's New Year's Eve, which was quite warm even though he was doing white things here, the atmosphere in Jingyunhou's mansion, which had prepared banquets and fireworks and started preparing for New Year's Eve early, was extremely dignified.

Standing behind his elder brother, Lin Fei looked up at the fireworks rising in the direction of the garden. They were the fireworks that had been prepared by the people below. empty bloom.

  After watching the "Hundred Flowers Blooming" fireworks in the sky for a while, Lin Fei's eyes fell on the banquet in front of him again: the food and drink were spilled all over the floor, making it a mess.

  The maidservants and servants were all silent, tidying up carefully, lest they make a sound and disturb the ashen-faced Duke Yasukuni.

Marquis Jingyun was in the front, and Prince Hou was in the back. The two were standing in front of Duke Jing to be trained. The female family members of the Hou Mansion, headed by Madam Hou, only carefully reminded the servants and servants to clean up the mess in the banquet, and did not dare get involved in it.

  For a while, Lin Fei, who was only standing behind his father and brother, was the most at ease. He didn't have to face Duke Yasukuni's anger head-on, and he didn't have to worry about taking care of the trivial matters in the mansion.

  Things in this world, if you gain something, you must give it up, and if you give it up, you must gain it. Father and elder brother are extremely powerful officials, and the burden on their shoulders is much heavier than him. Every move affects the foundation earned by countless ancestors in the entire Hou Mansion.

  This inheritance should be kept, and it is unfilial if it cannot be kept.

  At this time, Duke Yasukuni's outburst was due to such things.

  Master Yasukuni is an upright person in his bones, but no matter how upright he is, if the matter was not really urgent, he would never have chosen to have it happen on New Year's Eve.

"Bofang, why didn't you say it earlier when you received a message a month ago that you were going to be transferred from Beiya to Nanya?" Duke Jing pointed at Hou Shizi's nose and scolded, "Say it a few days earlier, my old face can still be a little bit older." Useful, find a way to transfer back with you. Right now the Holy Majesty’s decree has been made, and it’s a done deal, are you going to destroy the foundation of your ancestors?”

   These words are really serious. Hearing this, Marquis Jingyun couldn't bear it anymore, stood up to block for the eldest son, and said, "Father, why did this happen? What's more, it's only temporarily..."

   "When did the Zhang family spit out what the wolves swallowed it?" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Duke Jing.

  This is true.

Whether it is Duke Jingguo or Marquis Jingyun, the titles of these princes are the foundation created by the ancestors, but if the generations just goof around like this, living with the foundation of the ancestors, the Lin family would have been the same as many of the founding courtiers of the great glory. , Lost the title.

  The reason why the Lin family still has the title of Duke and Marquis until now, is the title that generations of Lin family children have worked hard to keep.

  It is a blessing to be born in Gonghou's family. I have been able to enjoy this kind of blessing. How to keep this blessing is also what the Houmen's children should do.

  The Lin family kept their foundation because of their military exploits. Whether it is Duke Jingguo or Marquis Jingyun, they have all been on the battlefield and made great achievements. Now it's Hou Shizi's turn, the great prosperity is peaceful all over the world, and there is no war inside or outside. As far as Hou Shizi is concerned, the way to keep his foundation is to do a good job of protecting the emperor's comprehensive guards.

  The imperial guards were divided into north and south yamen. The northern yamen was responsible for the safety of the emperor and was a close minister of the emperor, while the southern yamen was responsible for the safety of the entire Chang'an city.

  So, Lin Shizi's transfer is equivalent to being pulled down from the position of the emperor's close minister.

Lord Jingguo looked at Lin Shizi, who was like a soft bun who was manipulated and kept silent by others, and said angrily, "If you don't like to be the son of this world, why don't you call Ah Fei to come..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the father and brother standing behind him. Lin Fei pinched an exquisite New Year's Day dessert in his hand and took a bite. Duke Yasukuni choked suddenly, and when he recovered, he was even more annoyed, "An elder brother is like a soft bun, and a younger brother is even worse! So greedy for that One bite, must I eat the dessert made by Wen Xuance's daughter?"