Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild

After Lu Sheng took a hot bath, she let the two little babies go to play, and she went back to the house to catch up.

When I woke up in the afternoon, I saw Lu Ran sitting under the eaves with a book and reading.

Hearing the squeak of the door opening, he glanced over, then continued to put his gaze back on the book.

Lu Sheng remembered the brown sugar peanut cake, so he moved a stool and sat next to him.

"Brother, have you ever eaten brown sugar peanut cakes?"

"Eat, what's wrong?"

Lu Ran glanced at her suspiciously, as if she didn't understand why she suddenly asked this.

"I don't seem to have eaten it before." Lu Sheng groaned, "Is this something you will have every Chinese New Year?"

"Ok."

Lu Ran nodded, "For ancestor worship, most people will make it."

He did it before when he was here, but at that time Lu Sheng was still very young, only three or four years old, he was six years old, and he still remembered.

Later, the conditions at home were not good, and glutinous rice flour was expensive, so I didn't make it at home.

After Liu married, let alone glutinous rice flour, he had never seen flour.

It's not that I haven't seen it, but I haven't given them food.

"Then why don't our house?"

Lu Sheng asked curiously.

Lu Ran turned a page of the book and replied calmly: "Poor."

Lu Sheng:...

No wonder she has no memory of brown sugar peanut cake from the memory of the original owner.

"Today, I gave a gift to Aunt Yu, and Aunt Yu gave some. I ate a few pieces, and grandma asked Auntie to bring a basket."

Lu Ran nodded, "Then keep it for the New Year."

Lu Sheng felt so too.

She has liked eating glutinous rice food since she was a child, and once, she almost choked herself to death.

However, this does not affect her love of those eating at all.

"Second Sister ate more than a few pieces, obviously half a basket."

Lu Shao emerged from nowhere, and said with a grin.

"Where is it?" Lu Sheng snorted coldly, "It's only sixteen yuan."

She counted them clearly.

Lu Ran smiled lightly, "How many yuan can be used to describe sixteen yuan?"

Lu Sheng coughed with a guilty conscience and changed the subject: "Brother, my master may come to our house for the New Year this year."

After Lu Ran flipped through the book, he straightened up and asked with a serious expression, "You mean the third prince is coming to our house for the New Year?"

Lu Sheng nodded, "Yes!"

"No, is his palace very shabby?"

Lu Ran pondered for a long while, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be broken."

"That's why the three princes like to spend the New Year in broken houses?"

Their yard has not been renovated for many years. If the conditions were not good this year, charcoal could be used, I'm afraid it would be frozen like in previous years.

Lu Sheng shook his head, "I don't like it."

Although Master and his elders like simple accommodation, it is definitely the kind of elegant and simple place, definitely not like the Lu family.

"In that case, how does he want to come to our house for the New Year?"

Lu Ran really couldn't figure it out.

"Of course it's because of me!"

Lu Sheng chuckled and said, "Master said that he doesn't like the regular New Year's Eve ceremonies in Beijing, so he wants to hide in our house."

Lu Ran showed an expression like this.

He looked at his home and said in a deep voice, "Or, let's go back to town for the New Year holidays?"

It's too shabby here to be worthy of the identity of the three princes.

Lu Sheng shook his head, "Not going back to town."

"Why?"

"There is no taste of the New Year in the town."

Every house is separated by two or three-meter-high thick walls, each passing by, which is too boring.

Wherever it’s like the countryside, the two houses were separated by a fence before, and laughter and laughter were heard at home.

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