Qing Fu Jin

Chapter 84 New Years
This dinner on New Year's Eve was eaten very early, and it was already halfway through Shen's time.

The Fucha family has a large population, and there are several tables sitting in the hall based on seniority. The old man Mi Sihan leads Ma Siha, Ma Qi, Ma Wu, Li Rongbao, and the sons of Ma Siha and Ma Qi. It was a table; Qian Jiashi led Ma Siha's daughter-in-law, Ma Qi's daughter-in-law, Li Rongbao's daughter-in-law Fuhui, and Ling Bo, and this was another table; the rest of the aunts were born of grandchildren Another table.

First, Mi Sihan picked up the wine glass, summed up the achievements of the Fucha family over the past year, and then talked about the future prospects. Ling Bo is going to get married, Fu Hui is about to give birth, Ma Wu should also make a marriage Yes, it's always a link between the past and the future, let's carry on the past and open up the future. After the old man finished speaking concisely and forcefully, everyone applauded loudly, and everyone, regardless of gender, had a full drink.

The wine was a bit strong, Ling Bo drank it all in one go, and immediately coughed several times.

Fuhui's eight-month-old stomach naturally cannot drink alcohol. Seeing that Ling Bo was choking, she quickly put a chopstick of food into her mouth.

"Look, I don't have a lot of alcohol, and I'm going to do it like a man."

Ling Bo's eyes were red with choking, and he said, "I didn't expect the wine to be so strong."

There was a spicy taste on her tongue, she smashed her mouth, put the wine glass far away, and dared not touch it again.

At this time, the butler led a group of servants, who were divided into men and women based on seniority, starting with the stewards, and paid New Year greetings to the master's family one by one.

There were people standing next to Mi Sihan, giving them red envelopes one by one. Everyone was very happy.

This is the rule of the Fucha family. Red envelopes are given out on New Year’s Eve, and there is money left in the first month for fun. You don’t have to worry about bringing red envelopes with you on the first day of the new year. You can only pay New Year’s greetings when you meet.

For a while, the hall was festive and lively.

Ling Bo and Fu Hui got closer and talked, watching everyone sitting together, pushing glasses and changing glasses, laughing and laughing, they all felt that life was very satisfying.

On New Year's Eve, there are also fireworks in Beijing. Although they are not as splendid as what Lingbo saw in modern times, they are also colorful. Even for people in Kyoto, it is a rare event.

In the dark night sky, fireworks were blooming. Ling Bo and Fu Hui stood on the porch and looked up. There were rows of red lanterns above their heads, and there were maids standing around them. The lanterns walked by talking and laughing.

Fu Hui turned her head to the side, and saw that the smile on Ling Bo's face was blurred, and when the colorful fireworks bloomed, the shining light was reflected on her face.

"This is the first New Year that my sister spends with us." She said with a smile, and then sighed, "Unfortunately, someone else will be with you for the New Year tomorrow."

Ling Bo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party said that she will get married in the next year, and the people who will celebrate the new year with her will naturally be people from Prince Jane's residence.

Maybe Bo Zhe is watching the same fireworks under the same sky.

"Bang bang", a loud noise exploded in the corridor, startling both Fu Hui and Ling Bo.

It turned out that Ma Siha and Ma Qi's young sons were running around the yard and setting off firecrackers. One of the little rascals threw a firecracker into the grass under the porch, and it exploded at the feet of Ling Bo and Fu Hui.

"These little bastards!" Ling Bo angrily picked up his skirt, walked around the railing and ran into the courtyard.

"Hey, hey..." Fu Hui had no time to stop her, so she shook her head helplessly.

This girl is still like a child who can't grow up.

"You bastards! Who gave you the firecrackers? It's all fun, don't deliberately play tricks on others! Fourth aunt is pregnant with a baby, what if you scare the baby, be careful your fourth uncle beats you!"

Ling Bo, with his hips akimbo, yelled at several little boys in the yard.

One of the little rascals yelled: "Auntie is scary! Auntie talks big!"

"Hey! You need to be beaten! My aunt is not only scary, but also beats people!"

Ling Bo turned the corner with a "Yeah" and rushed towards him, so frightened that Little Naughty ran away screaming.

"Stop, don't run! Give me a firecracker!"

She yelled, and chased the little rascals all over the yard, and they played together regardless of their seniority, laughing and laughing.

Fuhui stood on the porch watching, with a smile on her face, and put her hands on her swollen belly, stroking her tenderly.

Ling Bo finally snatched a firecracker from the naughty boy, followed their example and lit an incense stick, covered his ears and took two steps back.

kindness?No sound?

She waited for a while, thinking it was an empty cannon, put down her hands covering her ears, and wanted to step forward to check, but just as she took a step, the extinguished firecracker suddenly exploded with a loud bang, which made her scream loudly, and stepped back. Step back, stumble on the steps with your heels
"careful!"

A pair of strong arms supported her and held her in his arms.

Ling Bo raised his head, saw who was coming, and said with a smile, "Third brother!"

Ma Wu looked at her with a smile, raised his hand to pick up a bit of firecracker confetti sticking to her hair, and tapped her lightly on the head.

"How old is he, and he still grabs things from his little nephews."

Ling Bo chuckled, turned around and shouted at the group of naughty kids: "Don't play, be careful of blowing up your hands!"

With the danger of her just now, the servants have naturally become vigilant, they dare not let the little masters continue to play, and snatched the remaining firecrackers from them one after another.Seeing that they couldn't play with firecrackers, the little rascals said to go to the kitchen to see if the steamed buns were ready, and a group of little brats scattered away.

Ling Bo and Ma Wu stood side by side on the porch, across the yard, Fu Hui on the porch seemed to be tired from standing, and had already entered the room surrounded by maids.

"Third brother, at the reunion dinner just now, Ah Ma said that it's time to find you a wife next year."

Ma Wu squinted at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Why, you're going to get married, so you're worried for your brother?"

Ling Bo blushed slightly, and spat: "Who is worrying about you, you don't need to worry about yourself. But, after all, the fourth brother is going to be a father, why are you not married yet?"

She wondered about this, isn't it all about orderly seniority these days, the four elder brothers, the eldest, the second, and the fourth are all married and have children, and the third elder is still single.

Ma Wudao: "It's nothing, it's just a coincidence, it's all delayed."

In the early years, Mi Sihan was away from home most of the time when he was fighting everywhere.The marriage of the two brothers Ma Siha and Ma Wu was facilitated by their biological mother, Di Fujin. Due to a coincidence, Li Rongbao's marriage was also arranged earlier than Ma Wu's.That year, it was waiting for Mi Sihan and Ma Wu to return to Beijing triumphantly before they got married for Li Rongbao.Unlucky, Ma Wu was unlucky, when it came to him, Di Fujin just passed away in that year, and after three years of mourning, his marriage was delayed, and later he went to war again, even more so he lost his mind.Later, for some reason, whether it was bad luck or something, I really never met a suitable candidate, and it dragged on year after year until now.

Ma Wu talked about the ancient times, and seeing Ling Bo listening in a daze with emotion, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Why don't a man have a wife, and it's not your turn to worry about it, a little girl."

Ling Bo pursed his lips and said, "I'll get married after the new year, I'm still a little girl!"

"Well, look, look, I'm impatient now, I can't wait to get married! This is what it means to be a girl!"

"Third Brother!" Ling Bo stomped his foot and snorted at him, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll go find Ama, we're going to watch the New Year together today."

Ma Wu shook his head at her back. With her perseverance, she still keeps the old age, forget it.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Ling Bo really couldn't take it anymore, his head was bit by bit like a golden rooster pecking at rice.Mi Sihan personally carried her on his back and went back to the Indus Courtyard, where the maids waited on her and fell asleep.

Ling Bo didn't know this until he woke up in the morning on the first day of the new year and heard about it from the embroidery book.

"If you want to say that the master really loves Gege, you didn't know that last night, he carried you on his back and walked all the way back to the yard. I don't know how many servants saw it, and they all envied him."

Xiushu combed her hair for her, talking in a whisper.

Ling Bo was playing with a hairpin in his hand, and his heart felt warm when he heard it. Even his parents in the previous life never spoiled her like this.She made up her mind that even if she got married, she would spend more time to go home and see the old man.

After Xiushu combed her hair, Huaping and Ruidong came in with a group of maids.

"Happy Chinese New Year, Ge Ge, slaves and servants wish Ge Ge a New Year greeting!" Everyone spoke in unison, wishing Ling Bo a New Year greeting.

Ling Bo smiled and said: "All come here, just in time! Embroider the book, take out the box, and Ge Ge will give you red envelopes."

Everyone immediately burst into smiles.

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Compared with the warmth and auspiciousness of Fucha's house, the New Year in Prince Jane's Mansion also passed happily.

Of course, on the first day of the first lunar month, there is no need to work, but Bo Zhe still got up early to pay New Year's greetings to his parents.

It was Acton who waited on him to wash, just as before.

While washing his hands, Bozhe asked, "Over there, how are you doing?"

Acton knew that he was speaking Xia Ziyu.

Xia Ziyu came back in the twelfth lunar month, saying that the nanny had recovered from her illness.But when she came back this time, she didn't make trouble in front of Bo Zhe again, she just stayed in her own yard obediently, and didn't enter the yard here without being summoned.

The people in Akdon have been watching her all the time, and Bozhe is not worried about her doing anything. When the first month comes, he will marry her to Zhuangzi and make a clean break from then on.

Bo Zhe nodded, it is good to be honest, if she is not honest, then she will lose all affection.

"During the first lunar month, let the people below relax a bit, and let only one person pay attention to the fun that should be played."

Acton smiled and said, "It's for slaves."

Bo Zhe has already changed his clothes and is going out to pay New Year's greetings.

Is Xia Ziyu really honest?
On the surface, this is indeed the case. During the whole first month, she hardly ever goes out, but honestly stays in her own room, works as a female celebrity, and copies Buddhist scriptures. This is a habit she has only recently developed.

Copying Buddhist scriptures can calm her heart, and she won't think too much about some things.

This kind of life lasted until the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, she finally left her small courtyard and went to Aunt Jin's courtyard in the mansion.

(The transition in this chapter, ahem, is relatively dull.)
(End of this chapter)