My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Two hundred and sixty-second

Chapter 826 2.262 Years Festival (Part 2)

Several recent servants are all surprised.

The master just said that there are no masters and slaves today, and everyone here is a family. Let’s make a reunion dinner together.

Dongmei doesn't know how many years she hasn't eaten a full meal.

She is an orphan. Since she was a child, she has experienced the warmth and warmth of humanity and the sadness of the world. She lived to and fro until she was sent over by Yaxing not long ago, and she was lucky enough to be picked by Sister Chunying.

Since she entered the Qiao Mansion to work, she no longer has to worry about starving and freezing.

A few days ago, she got two sets of winter clothes and a brand-new jacket that she sent down. At that time, her tears fell, and she secretly told herself that she must work hard. It's rare to meet such a good host. It would be really silly if he didn't spare any luck.

Today's New Year's Eve, the old lady asked all the people who didn't go home to have a reunion dinner together, which once again refreshed her knowledge of the host family.

"Stop playing!" Wei Ziqin patted the little girl's hand and smiled, "Look at your sister! What is your bag?"

Qiao Lin said with a small mouth, "Mother, you know your sister! Look at the dumplings made by my sister. It looks like a crooked melon and a date. It's very awkward! It's better than the one I made. Pretty!"

Qiao Mu is rarely embarrassed, but let alone, she has a mediocre talent for cooking...

"You girl!" Wei Ziqin raised his hand to take a picture of the little daughter, Qiao Lin shook his body and ran away, by the way, sprinkled a handful of flour on his younger brother Qiao Sen's face.

Joson was free from ignorance and looked at his sister with a dazed expression.

The little monk who looked like white dough beside him laughed, his hands snapped together, and he just wanted to open his mouth and say "My Buddha", so he flicked the flour on his face, his nose and small mouth It's a bit white.

Qiao Lin looked back and laughed.

"His Royal Highness is down, and His Highness is down." Chang ran into the door excitedly and cried.

The family was busy patting the flour on their hands. Just about to turn around to meet them, Mo Lin strode in and laughed loudly, "Father, mother, Jojo, I'm here."

Wei Ziqin laughed so hard that she couldn't find her eyes.

Following the broken moon, he couldn't help but snorted and curled his lips, Pidianpidian ran forward to say Huan, "Auntie, I'm here too, today I came here specially for dinner."

"Oh, you kid, what are you talking about? If you like it, you can come and eat every day." Wei Ziqin smiled from ear to ear.

When Mo Lin heard that it was pretty good, she ran to her mother-in-law to slander, "Mother, let him hand in the oil, rice and salt."

"Go to ~IndoMTL.com~ Auntie is not as stingy as you." Duan Yue said with a smile.

Qiao Mu curled the corners of his lips and walked to Mo Lin with a chubby dumpling he wrapped himself, and stuffed it into his hand, "I made it."

"Jojo, the dumplings you make are so beautiful! I can eat thirty of them in one go!"

Can't you support you? Duanyue rolled his eyes silently, and then said, "I can also eat thirty."

Qiao Zhongbang laughed, "Okay! Then let's hurry up and make more dumplings."

"Aren't you going back to the palace today?" Qiao Mu tugged at Moline's sleeve and asked him softly.

Mo Linfeng glanced at her and smiled, "Stay with you. Just go back before Mao Shi."

The Great King Maoshi must carefully hold the opening ceremony. At that time, all civil and military officials must come to show their respect, and take a form to sing praises to the King.

(End of this chapter)