Chapter 1174 Eat Melons and Bicker
"With Feng Qingbai here, if the two beans can still be lost, he won't be the king of Nanling anymore, sitting in that position is shameful." Criticizing Feng Qingbai, the empress dowager always spared no effort, and then glared at the old woman, "New Year's can't If you say something unlucky, take a look at what you just said? Is there such an assumption? You are still a grandma!"
"...How could I be assuming that? I just said it casually to comfort you. What I said was asking you, asking, not assuming!"
"You shouldn't have asked that way. If you're celebrating Chinese New Year, hurry up and get rid of it. Does it look good?"
Mrs. Liu was so angry that she didn't even accept the soles of her shoes, and she had all her sleeves ready to compete with the empress dowager.
This old lady is in a bad mood and looking for someone to criticize!
Come on, would she still be afraid of a queen dowager raised in a deep palace who doesn't even know how to swear?
The other people around the brazier were immediately excited.
Liu Zhiqiu made a bet with Xue Qinglian, "Who do you think will win this time? I bet on our old lady. In terms of scolding, the Empress Dowager is really no match. A tael of silver, will you come?"
"I also bet on the old lady, you sit in the manor?" Xue Qinglian half leaned against the edge of the wooden couch, with her long legs stretched out, lazily awake, her words were not vague at all.
There was no way to turn him into a ditch.
Watching a tael of silver fly away, Liu Zhiqiu sighed regretfully, "It's gone, it's gone, my silver."
It would be great if the empress dowager was more upbeat, then he could change people to bet on the treasure.
The two women over there who were about to fight looked at him together. Mrs. Liu wanted to grab something and hit the boy in the face, but someone was a step ahead of her and threw the ball of silk thread out of her sewing basket.
"You can't throw this away! There's a brazier over there! Hey, my thread balls, once burned, they won't work at all!"
The empress dowager said stiffly, "Isn't it just a ball of thread, just buy it again, how much is it worth?"
"Prodigal girls! If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how expensive it is!"
"Why doesn't the Ai family know!"
"Then tell me how much a load of firewood is, and how much is a catty of rice!"
"..."
"Look, can't you tell?" After winning a round at the beginning, the creases on Mrs. Liu's face stretched out.
The Empress Dowager took a deep breath and laughed, "Then do you know how much a piece of tobacco is, and how much is a piece of pine smoke ink?"
"..." What are those, I have never heard of them.
The empress dowager pulled back and said proudly, "So you are a bumpkin."
"Hey, you old lady, are you against me? You ate the cabbage rolls I made this morning! Turning pages is not as fast as you!"
"I picked the cabbage in the morning. I broke off a small piece of my fingernail because of that cabbage! Can you make cabbage rolls without me picking the cabbage?"
"I made the cabbage rolls when you said you wanted them!"
"I told you to do it? Don't do it."
"..." The old woman's nose was crooked with anger, did she turn her face and deny anyone after eating? She has already done all the cooking, and has already eaten all the food. Can she still be told to spit it out?
It's time to play tricks and show the essence! Let's see if she still does it next time!
Two old women, one with silver and white hair and one with gray hair, their eyes facing each other, sparks with lightning.
A ball of thread cautiously appeared in front of the two of them, "Grandma, Empress Dowager, stop arguing, the ball of thread is still there."
"Then why didn't you bring it here earlier!" Two palms slapped Liu Zhiqiu on the forehead.
Liu Zhiqiu, "..." He is young, it's his fault.
Beside the brazier, Mr. Liu led a few juniors beside him to act as a melon eater, watching the two old ladies bicker with relish, sipping tea from time to time, and occasionally clinking glasses with the old wine, relaxing and relaxing.
"It's almost noon. Most of Xiulan and the others will be back after breakfast, and they probably will be home in a while." After the two old ladies over there turned to attack the bastard at home, Mr. Liu looked at the sky, "Old woman , I have to prepare lunch, otherwise my daughter and the others won’t be able to eat when they come back.”
"Oh, I didn't notice it if you didn't tell me, it's so late." Mrs. Liu swiftly put the sewing basket aside, got up and walked to the kitchen in a hurry, "The second child and Du Juan are probably going to follow the nannie's side. Come in, Mu Qiu, come and help grandma, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it alone, "
"Hey, grandma is here." Liu Muqiu smiled and stood up to follow.
She and Zhiqiu also went to see relatives yesterday, but that was not too far from Xinghua Village, so they came back that night.
Although it is said that there are not only two elders in the family, but after all, I am worried, and the young couple did not live there.
"Old man, are you still sitting? Hurry up and light the fire!"
"Come here, what are you shouting about, let me finish the last sip of tea..." the old man muttered, put down the tea mug, and started his daily life as a cook.
With no one arguing with her, the Empress Dowager's eyes fell on the yard, looking at the yard that had been cleaned up without any snow, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The days in the Liu family compound were really lively.
It's better to quarrel with the reckless woman every day than to stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
How did you spend the past year?
Having a royal New Year's Eve dinner, facing Feng Mohan and Feng Qingbai coldly.
After eating, she returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. The room was completely deserted, and her heart was full of exhaustion.
No matter how festively the hall is decorated, even if the hall is filled with red lanterns, the Hall of Mental Cultivation will not be full of New Year's flavor.
It is a place where joy cannot enter.
Later, there was a subtle change in the relationship between Feng Qingbai and Feng Mohan, and even the atmosphere of the Hall of Mental Cultivation seemed to have changed unconsciously.
On weekdays, there is a little emperor who fishes in troubled waters in her palace, who likes to chatter in front of her all day long, complaining about the busy government affairs and criticizing the shortcomings of the officials.
Occasionally, Feng Qingbai would also come over, he didn't talk much, and sometimes he just sat quietly in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and drank a cup of tea before leaving, but with one more person, it seemed that most of the silence in the entire hall could be squeezed away.
Later, her two beans came, filling all the coldness in her heart.
These framed the hope in her pale life, and she had a strong desire to live.
"Mommy, go to the entrance of the village to see if there is a carriage coming."
"Yes, the old slave will go right away." The old mother replied without further delay.
The empress dowager was panicked when Erdou'er was not with her for a day, she tossed and turned and fell asleep in the middle of the night last night, and got up early in the morning again today.
Think of two little masters.
On the other side of the kitchen, the sound of spatulas colliding with iron pots could be heard continuously, and the aroma of food also began to slowly permeate the air, spreading to the entire courtyard.
Da da da.
Da da da.
The sound of horseshoes, from far to near.
The empress dowager's eyes lit up, she stood up and walked out of the courtyard.
I just ordered the old lady to go to the entrance of the village to visit, but the person hasn't come back yet, but the sound of horseshoes came first.
Maybe they are back.
"It must be the girls who have come back. Look, I said that you don't need to keep looking at the gate. If you come back, you can hear the sound of horseshoes from a distance." The old woman's loud voice came from the kitchen.
"If you want to tell me, the Ai family heard it a long time ago!" snorting, a smile crawled out of his face uncontrollably. For the first time in her life, the empress dowager was waiting for the door in the farmyard.
Feeling dizzy, I think I need to go to bed. Goblins, good night, see you tomorrow afternoon, hahaha~