A few of the new servants were astonished.
The master just said that there are no masters or servants today. All the people here are family members. They make a reunion dinner together.
Dongmei doesn't know how many years she hasn't had a full meal.
She is an orphan. She has experienced the sadness of the cold and warm world since she was a child. She lived a life of climbing and rolling all the way. Until recently, she was sent by Yaxing and picked by Chunying's sister.
Since she came to work in Joe's house, she has no need to worry about starvation and freezing.
A few days ago, she got two sets of winter clothes, brand-new jackets. At that time, her tears fell down. She told herself in her heart that she must do well. She rarely met such a good host. If she didn't hesitate to do anything, she would be stupid.
Today's new year's Eve, the master and his wife let all the people who didn't go home come together to have a group new year's meal, which once again refreshed her understanding of the home.
"Stop playing!" Wei Ziqin tapped the little girl's hand and chuckled, "look at your sister! What kind of thing do you have in your bag? "
"Mother, you know my sister's!" said Jolin with a small mouth! Look at this dumpling made by my sister. It looks like a crooked melon and a cracked date. It's very shabby! It's more beautiful than what I made! "
It's hard for arbor to be embarrassed. Let alone, she is very talented in cooking
"You girl!" Wei Ziqin raised his hand to pat his little daughter. Jolin shook his body and ran away, scattering flour on his brother's little face.
Johnson was innocent. He looked at his sister with a blank face.
The little monk with white dough around him even laughed, his hands "snapped" together, just wanted to open his mouth and say "my Buddha", so he flicked the flour on his face, and his nose and mouth were stained with white.
Jolin looked back and laughed.
"The prince is here, the prince is here." Chang ran into the door excitedly and cried.
The family clapped the flour on their hands. Just as they were going to turn around to meet them, Mo Lian stepped in and said with a loud smile, "Dad, mom, Joe, I'm here."
Wei Ziqin couldn't find his eyes.
After that, Duan Yue, who followed him, could not help humming and throwing his lips, ran up to him and had a good time. "Auntie, I'm here too. I'm here specially to eat today."
"Oh, you son, if you like, come to eat every day." Wei Ziqin couldn't close his mouth with a smile.
As soon as Mo Lian heard about it, she quickly ran to her mother-in-law and slandered, "Mom, let him turn in the oil, rice and salt."
"Go, Auntie is not so mean as you." Duan Yue said with a smile.
The tree hooked the corner of his lips, took a dumpling that he had made fat and went to the ink lotus, and put it in his hand, "I made it."
"Qiao Qiao, the dumplings you made are so beautiful! I can eat 30 of your bags at a time! "
I can't support you! The broken moon silently rolled his white eyes, and then he said, "I can also eat 30."
Qiao Zhongbang laughed, "OK! Let's hurry up and make more dumplings. "
"Don't you go back to the palace today?" The tree pulled the sleeve of ink lotus and asked him softly.
Ink lotus Feng eye a bend, looking at her smile way, "accompany you to keep the year.". Just go back before the break. "
At that time, the king of Mao Dynasty should carefully hold the opening ceremony. All the officials of civil and military affairs should come to pay homage to him and sing praises to him in different forms.