At night, Prince An’s Mansion.

After taking a shower, Princess An, who was combing her hair, glanced at the female official who hurried into the room.

"Why are you in a panic?"

The female official saluted, "Princess, Princess...he..."

Princess An's hand that combed her hair paused, and after a while, she said, "Tell me!"

"The prince drank a lot of wine and said he would stay in Xiyanyuan tonight."

Princess An was stunned.

She smiled bitterly and said, "Arrang to the person and take good care of the prince."

Female official: "Yes."

After the person left, Princess An sighed faintly before turning to ask the personal nanny, "Ah Xian is back?"

"The young master is ready to rest in Moyuntang."

Princess An laughed helplessly.

"The father and son are the same. This is their home, but they always like to stay outside and sometimes they don't want to come back."

She tidied up her clothes before slowly standing up.

"I haven't seen him for a day. I miss him so much, let's go."

"yes."

Mo Yuntang.

"Break up a little bit."

"A Qi, why can't you even compare with Sister Xixi? Every time she breaks the carbon block, there will be a suitable one at most twice."

"Okay, that's just two."

"Hurry up and put it on."

Princess An looked back at the nanny, her eyes full of confusion. What are they doing?

The nanny shook her head and said she didn't know.

Yuan Qi suddenly shouted and said, "Who is outside?! If I don't come out again, I'm not polite."

Princess An: "It's this princess."

Yuan Qi, who was ready to rush out and beat someone up: "..."

Scared in seconds.

He quickly saluted, "Good Princess."

The little fat man had already trotted to Princess An and hugged her legs hard, "Mother, it's so late, why are you here? It's so cold, what if it's frozen?"

Listening to his heartwarming words, Princess An felt sweet.

The depression that lingers in my heart also dissipates.

"But I can't find your secret yet. You know it's cold and I'm still staying outside so late. How do the people who serve do it?!"

Princess An glared fiercely, and the rest of the yard.

"It's Ah Xian who wants to give her mother a surprise. Don't be angry, okay?" The little fat man blinked and looked at Princess An pitifully.

If Lin Yuan saw it, he might sigh again, it’s all acting.

"Surprise? What surprise?"

"Mother, please come with me."

The little fat man took Princess An's hand and came to the four snowmen, happily introducing: "This is the father, this is the mother, these two are brothers and A Xian!"

Princess An looked at the two little snowmen leaning against each other and felt very complicated.

"Does Ah Xian like your brother very much?"

The little fat man immediately shouted without thinking: "I like it!"

"Yeah?"

Princess An touched her son's little head and fell into deep thought.

After a while, the fat man raised his head in confusion.

"Mother?"

Princess An forced a smile, "It's getting late, your hands are frozen red. Go to bed now! If you get sick, you won't let you go out in the future."

The little fat man pouted, but finally agreed.

"oh."

It's the eve of New Year in a blink of an eye.

Since Lin Yu'an was enthroned as the village king, Xiaoxi's father-in-law appeared in the Lin family with rewards many times, and the rumors of Mr. Yun were about to resurrect.

Even though the Lin family was mourning, people kept coming to their homes by sending New Year gifts.

But the rumors were just rumors, and Emperor Rui of Jin did not take any practical actions.

With the rewards, almost all the officials in the capital were able to do it, and this matter gradually became less special.

When the news that someone in Linjiazhuang developed soybean oil and was named a ninth-grade craftsman was spread, fewer people came to the door.

Lin Yuan has also seen the warmth and coldness of human feelings in the world.

However, without the people coming to the house, the atmosphere in the village began to become active.

In the kitchen.

Xixi and the fat dun sat obediently, listening to Lin Yu'an telling them about the New Year customs.

"Today is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, which is commonly known as the "Little New Year". It is said that the Kitchen God will go to heaven, so we have to use sugar melons to sacrifice to the kitchen."

Lin Yu'an pointed to the maltose and various dried fruits on the chopping board.

Xixi: "Sacrifice to the Kitchen God?"

She glanced at the bowl of maltose, which she made by herself!

The little fat man also looked confused.

Usually during the Chinese New Year, they entered the palace on New Year's Eve to have a reunion dinner with Emperor Rui of Jin. There may be related activities in the mansion, but no one has explained to him why he did this.

Lin Yuan was stunned.

"Didn't you listen to the story of the Kitchen God?"

The two little guys shook their heads in unison.

Lin Yu'an felt a little sad. Is there no such custom here?

But when she was making malt sugar yesterday, Aunt Qian didn’t say anything and asked her if she wanted to make a candy melon for the Kitchen God?

"Hongling, do you...you don't know either?"

Lin Yuan was afraid that someone would catch her braid, so she had to look at Hongling beside her.

"I know."

Hongling nodded.

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, but she was also a little afraid that the story she told was different from what was circulated here, so she asked Hongling to help tell it.

Recently, she "inadvertently" made bean sprouts and soap, and she can't show off again!

Hongling was stunned for a moment and smiled and told them the story of the Kitchen God.

The legend says that the Kung Fu Prince is named Zhang Sheng. The family is very rich, but she is lazy and ate and always disliked her virtuous original wife who could not give birth, and finally gave her a break.

But the bride who later re-struckled was not a diligent person either.

The two of them just sat in vain, and eventually their family business was ruined, and Xu Xian starved to death, and Zhang Sheng could only survive by begging.

One day, Zhang Sheng met his original wife's house when he was begging for food. After the two met, Zhang Sheng was very ashamed and plunged into the stove pit and was burned to death by the stove fire.

The little fat dun said angrily: "Will he harm his original wife again if he did this?"

Recently, he was looking at the case file that his brother got back, and there was a similar case in it, and the person from the master's family was sentenced to exile.

Hongling was so scared that she didn't know if she wanted to continue.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "This is a story, do you still want to listen?"

"want!"

Hongling had no choice but to continue.

After ascending to heaven, Zhang Sheng admitted his mistake to the Jade Emperor and was named the Kitchen God. He would return to the Heavenly Palace on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month every year to reunite with the Jade Emperor and report on the actions of the family throughout the year.

Then the Jade Emperor will reward the good and punish the evil of the family based on the content of these retributions.

Xixi suddenly said, "Doctor Zhou!"

"right!"

The little fat man nodded in cooperation.

Lin Yuan was stunned.

"Why are you mentioning him suddenly?"

Two days ago, Yu Dai Zhou suddenly announced that he would be out of reach if he was seriously ill. He hoped that the descendants of the Zhou family would come back as soon as possible and perhaps meet for the last time.

This incident was circulating.

It is estimated that it will take not long before the entire Jin State will receive the news.

But... she only met Doctor Zhou yesterday. He looked good at that time, and it felt that it would not be a problem to live for more than ten years.
Chapter completed!