1919 The first nine hundred and eighteenth chapter Fanwai: Italian thick (49)

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The days in Xinghua Village are as good as possible. Every New Year's Day, the whole village is filled with joy, and laughter can be heard everywhere.

On the snow-covered trail in the village, the children jumped and shuffled, and the sound of a single firecracker popped out of the village from time to time, followed by the children's cheers, very lively.

The Liu Family Courtyard posted the Dahong Spring Festival couplets as usual, but the atmosphere in the courtyard was not as cheerful as in previous years.

Grandpa Liu, wife Liu, empress dowager, and elder Qin sat in the hall and roasted the fire around the brazier.

There is not much smile on everyone's face during the New Year.

Liu Daliu and two couples sat in their later positions. At this time, they did not dare to speak, lest they accidentally poke the Ma Honeycomb, and they were immediately bitten.

"Forget it, be happier, at least the red bean has returned?" Mrs. Liu patted her thighs, pretending to comfort everyone.

Has no effect.

Grandpa Liu still sighed, "Oh, Hongdoudou is back, why doesn't Qiqi come back?"

"You said you old man, why do you keep this thing in mind? Didn't Red Bean say anything, Qiqi had something to do, and he had already returned to his tribe, and also became the young master of the tribe, it must be the whole thing The sky is too busy. After becoming a young master, you should not be back for the New Year.

This is reasonable, the big guys know.

Grandpa Liu was silent for a while before whispering, "Why don't you want to come back? How can there be a home outside..."

These words made everyone feel a little sad.

With a thud, the silver-haired lady put the burning tongs on the ground and lowered her face, "Do you want people to eat well after the New Year? Are you cooking? How about cooking?"

The three consecutive questions about the meal shocked everyone so loudly that they looked at each other with guilty conscience.

They sat here for a whole morning worrying and forgot to cook.

Qin Xiao was the first to respond, standing upright without moving. He carried his hands on his back and swept the tiger's eyes around. The majesty suppressed the guilty people even more and could not stand his neck.

"Oh hey, look at my memory, I forgot to watch the hour, how can I have no food for the Chinese New Year. Take a walk, Xiulan, Cuckoo, send me the stove to help me go!" Too.

Liu Da and Liu Er looked at each other, "We go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables." The two also retreated.

There were three people left by the brazier.

Grandpa Liu glanced at the old general who was standing there and was not angry. "We are the only two old guys left. Put on the chessboard for a game?"

"The old man has something, change the day." If the old general said nothing to him, the wind blew away at his feet.

The silver-haired lady clipped a large carbon head with fire money and slapped the ground skillfully. The carbon head was torn apart and her voice was crisp.

Grandpa Liu stood up, "I'm going to the stove to burn fire."

There was only a lady in the hall that had been crowded.

Picking up small pieces of black charcoal on the ground, and slowly throwing them into the brazier, the lady sneered, "One by one, no less than a day without teaching."

A group of deterred people began to perform their duties, and finally restored the atmosphere that the compound should have.

And the small courtyard behind the second entrance is another scene.

As the king of Nanling who was feared by countless people, Feng Qingbai had turned a dozen circles in front of her daughter's box, frowning so much that she could tie several knots.

After a few thoughts, she still didn't go in to disturb her daughter who was lying on the window sill to see broken snow.

"Know your daughter Mo Ruomu. Sheng Sheng, why not ask?"