It started snowing again on New Year's Eve, and the crystal snowflakes danced in the air like light jade butterflies.

Qingshu stood in the corridor and said in the direction of Fuzhou: "I don't know where Jingen is spending the New Year today?"

Honggu smiled and said, "If you don't go to the military camp to celebrate the New Year, you will go to the Qi family to celebrate the New Year."

Qingshu shook his head and said, "No, Jingen will not go to the Qi family to celebrate the New Year. If he didn't go to the military camp, he might have been at the General's Mansion for the New Year."

Honggu said: "It's so lonely that I spend the New Year alone, so I should have gone to the military camp."

Qingshu smiled.

During breakfast, Brother Fu said to Qingshu, "Mom, are we going to make dumplings today? If you want it, I will roll out the dumpling skin."

"Okay, I'll help you roll out the dumpling skin later. What flavor do you want to eat? I'll ask me to prepare the ingredients."

Fu Ge'er's taste is similar to Fu Jingen: "Make mutton dumplings and shrimp dumplings! Well, I also want to make three-fresh dumplings, which my uncle likes to eat."

Brother Fu and Bo Yuan have a good relationship.

"Then let's make these three stuffings."

Dumplings are an indispensable food on New Year’s Eve, so Aman gave the noodles last night. People in the middle of winter are not afraid of bad things, so they have prepared a lot.

When making dumplings, Qingshu called Boyuan, Yu Huan and Meng Lan over, and a group of people gathered in the main hall and was very lively.

Qingshu smiled and said, "Gilgami, go and call Miss Zhao."

When the Thousand-Faced Fox came over, he saw a group of people busy. Qingshu was making mutton stuffing, Brother Fu rolled dumpling skins with Menglan, Boyuan, Yu Huan and Yaoyao made dumplings.

Yaoyao's forehead and nose were covered with flour, but she didn't care and still wrapped shrimp dumplings very seriously.

Bo Yuanjian always poked the dumplings and said seriously: "Yaoyao, you have to pinch them gently. The dumplings will be poked with a thin skin and you will be poked with force."

Yaoyao threw the dumpling skin that had pierced several holes to Boyuan, and took another good one to pack. Boyuan was not annoyed, so he continued to do it after pinching it.

“It’s quite lively.”

Qingshu looked up at her and said with a smile: "Do you want help?"

“I haven’t made dumplings.”

Qingshu smiled and said, "If you haven't bought it, just study it. No one is born to know it. Menglan, you teach Aunt Zhao to make dumplings."

This thing is not difficult for Thousand Faces to read it carefully. Not only that, she also pinched the dumplings into various shapes such as wheat ears, ingots, and crescent moons.

This move won praise from all the children, and Brother Fu didn't even believe that it was her first time making dumplings: "Aunt Zhao, have you learned it before?"

Qianmeng Fox smiled and said, "This is my first time making dumplings."

Qingshu looked at the dumplings she made and asked, "Xue Niang, I think you are very talented in cooking. Are you interested in learning cooking from Aman?"

The Thousand-Faced Fox was unwilling to learn cooking skills, so he gently lit his face and said, "The kitchen is smoky and ignited, which will make my face and hands rough."

Brother Fu was shocked and asked, "Do you think cooking will make people ugly?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Brother Fu hurriedly turned to Qingshu and said, "Mom, don't cook in the future, otherwise your face and hands will become rough and will not look good."

Qingshu smiled so hard that he teased him and said, "Mom has become ugly, don't you like Mom?"

Brother Fu immediately said loudly: "Mom, no matter what you become, it is the best in my heart."

Qingshu smiled so hard that his eyebrows and eyes were bent.

The Thousand-Faced Fox was a little surprised and said with a smile: "Boy, you can say sweet words at such a young age. When you grow up, you don't know how many girls you will capture."

When Qingshu heard this, he immediately said, "If you dare to mess with things outside, I will break his legs."

Brother Fu'er looked innocent.

Thousand-faced Fox felt that only this tutor would have no chance of being a romantic talent in this life.

With the help of Thousand-Faced Fox, they used up all the faces of Amanhe.

Qingshu was making dumplings lively, but Fu Jingen was deserted and there was no New Year atmosphere at all.

Seeing that he was still handling military affairs, Lao Ba said, "Master, this is New Year's Eve, can we take a day off?"

Fu Jingen said without raising her head, "I'm not sleepy."

Lao Ba said helplessly: "I'm not letting you sleep, I'm letting you rest. I've been busy for a year and it's time to take a break today and tomorrow!"

Fu Jingen didn't know what he meant: "If you don't handle military affairs, you will sleep by reading books. Now you're sleeping, and you can't sleep at night."

It’s better to handle military affairs than to read books!

Seeing that he wanted to say something else, Fu Jingen was a little impatient: "You are not so impatient, I can finish these official duties sooner."

Lao Ba, who was disgusted with the trouble, had to retreat until lunch was ready and he reappeared in Fu Jingen's study.

Standing up and stretched down, Fu Jingen took a big stride to the dining room.

Before he could sit down, a guard came and replied, "Sir, Lord Luo is back."

Fu Jingen went out to greet people.

Seeing him walking steadily, Fu Jingen knew that he was not injured this time: "I thought you were going to come back later!"

"We must come back for the New Year."

He basically killed everyone who chased him. Then he received a letter from Fu Jingen saying that he knew that the Thousand-faced Fox was not dead and he came back.

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "I'm going to eat. If you don't eat, go wash your face and eat it together!"

"Is there any wine? This year, we have a good drink."

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "You should know that I can't drink now. I have to drink and wait for my return to Beijing. It doesn't matter if I drink with you for a day."

"What does it matter if you drink two drinks? No one in office doesn't drink alcohol is like you."

This provocation method was useless for Fu Jingen. He smiled and said, "What's the point of drinking two sips? Either drink it well or don't drink it."

In fact, he has a good alcohol tolerance and belongs to the type of person who is not drunk for a thousand cups. It’s just that Qingshu doesn’t want him to drink and says drinking is harmful to his body. So unless he refuses on weekdays, he won’t be able to drink. Of course, it’s better that he knows the reason, there is no need to tell others.

After lunch, Fu Jingen asked, "Is this trip still going well?"

Luo Yongyi said calmly: "One of the four people who were chasing me was disabled when an accident happened and did not take action. The remaining three were all dead."

Inquiring about news is Feiyuwei's special ability. If you find out the life trajectory and preferences of these people, and then set up a careful plan, no one can escape his palm.

Fu Jingen nodded and said, "I have eliminated their remaining forces. Now you have avenged your revenge and you can return to Beijing to pay your job."

After paying the job, Luo Yongyi officially withdrew from retirement.

He has been looking forward to the arrival of this day, but he was about to realize that he felt indescribable: "I, who was fourteen years old, have been in it for forty years. I really can't bear to leave now."
Chapter completed!