As the end of the year approaches, the whole country is preparing for the New Year.

In the capital, wealthy families no longer hold banquets, but many people exchanged courtesy.

Bai Ling thought this year was still the same as usual, and gave gifts to the Han Palace and the Yang family, but he didn't expect that he had received many gifts from the New Year that had not been linked to others, so he had to return the gifts.

However, there is an old nanny arranged by Shangguan Yu in the mansion, so Bai Ling doesn't have to worry about giving gifts, unless the gifts are particularly expensive.

"Haitang, when will the things prepared for the family be sent away?" Bai Ling held his hands and sat down on Nuan and stepped on the account book and asked Haitang beside him.

"Tomorrow." Haitang replied concisely.

"It's the New Year, please continue to give me some money to my brothers from all over the country and let them arrange their own rest. It's not good if you're tired all year round." Bai Ling touched his hands and leaned back lazily.

"Yes." Haitang responded.

"Prepare some fruit wine, medicinal wine, high-quality white flour ground from winter wheat, and white rice from the mansion, and send it to the two young masters' master's house. Don't prepare too much, so as not to cause trouble."

Bai Ling nestled there like a kitten, and liked the feeling of taking a break from her busy schedule.

Seeing Haitang still competing with the account book, he said funny: "Stop, chat with me, the account book will not fly anymore. Why are you doing so anxious?"

Haitang used his mind and slowed down his movements of fiddling the abacus. Then he stopped obediently and poured Bai Ling a cup of red date tea.

"With the prince Shangguan, the master has decided what New Year gift to send? The New Year will be in another month. I am afraid that it will snow heavily and the road will be delayed." Haitang asked.

"I give it to you every year, I really don't know what is rare." Bai Ling frowned.

There are few rare things in this era. Bai Ling believes that he is not the kind of skillful one, and he doesn't know what to prepare for Shangguan Yu.

Jade?

I have given several items to Shangguan Yu, which is too innovative.

Bai Ling prepares medicines for Shangguan Yu from time to time, so he naturally has no shortage of them.

The rest were the specialties at home. Without Bai Ling's mouth, Bai Sanshu and his friends gave Shangguan Yu a lot of them by using the Duan family to pick up goods, but they didn't see them sending anything to the capital.

The prospective son-in-law is indeed the most popular one.

Seeing Bai Ling pouting and looking entangled, Haitang suggested: "Actually, the prince will be happy whatever the master gives. If it were made by the master himself, I guess the prince would like it more."

"But my girl is not good!" Bai Ling touched the dark patterns on her sleeve and said melancholy: "It's okay to let me use a needle to cut the wound, but let's just embroider the flowers. I'm afraid that I will embroider the mandarin ducks, and you will look ugly than ducks."

Bai Ling is very self-aware. She can't even do a good job of sewing clothes. She has been laughed at by her sisters many times before.

Haitang thought about it, but he still said: "According to the rules, the token of love between men and women, a man wants to give a woman a hairpin, while a woman gives a purse. After the engagement, the woman also has to give her outer robes, and after the marriage, she has to make her husband's inner clothes and shoes. Even those ladies from aristocratic families cannot avoid the vulgarity."

"This bullshit rule is really unfair to women. Men can spend money on money, but women have to stitch it with one stitch, which is simply a life-threatening person." Bai Lingguang thought about it and felt a headache.

A wallet, I don’t know how many needles it takes to complete, Bai Ling dared not imagine the scene of poking his fingers through.

"That's because women don't have enough money, and being a female porn is also one of the ways to show their virtues. The master is different from other women, so he doesn't have to worry about these things, just rely on his own preferences."

After Haitang said that, he added: "Actually, the master can try to sew a word on the sweat towel. This is easier to do. I think the prince will definitely cherish it more than receiving other gifts."

Bai Ling became entangled again, looking at his fingertips, and didn't want to respond.

But I really don’t know what to give this year, and I don’t have time to delay any more.

"I think about it again, I really can't think of it, so I can do embroidery work." Bai Ling was still unwilling to make things difficult for him, and also thought there was no need for this.

Not only did he suffer, he couldn't do anything about embroidery work, and Shangguan Yu couldn't use it either!

Seeing Bai Ling immersed in his thoughts, Haitang went out and told the girl to prepare lunch, so he went to arrange what Bai Ling had just ordered.

At this time, staying in the study will only distract Bai Ling from his energy and it will make it harder to think of gifts that suit his heart.

Border.

Shangguan Yu was also worried about the New Year gifts he gave to Bai Ling. Looking at several boxes of jewelry, he always felt that he was not worthy of Bai Ling.

In recent years, Bai Ling has more and more good things, but she rarely wears them. Shangguan Yu knew that Bai Ling didn't like these things so much.

An average woman will be ecstatic if she gets so much jewelry, and her little girl is unique.

"Harlin, what gifts would be given in your tribe if a man and a woman are in love?" Shangguan Yu happened to receive Harlin who came to hand over the food today, and asked by a stranger.

Because Bai Ling had taken in Harlem, Harlem was grateful to Bai Ling, and Harlem was half of the Eastern Han Dynasty's bloodline, so Shangguan Yu gave Harlem special care.

Every time Harlem came to borrow food, he was allowed to enter the city.

After all, although Harlem's mother recognized her son, she lost her memory and refused to go back even though her ex-husband was going back, Harlem's son always wanted to meet his mother.

"Wolf Teeth." Harlin thought for a moment and said with no expression: "In our tribe, women will give men a scimitar, while men will give women a wolf teeth. Wolf Teeth is a mascot, which can protect the owner's safety, and also means that men's bravery and can protect women's life."

Although Harlem is not yet old to marry, in tribes like theirs, men and women are not very good at defending each other, so Harlem knows this.

"Wolf Teeth." Shangguan Yu glanced at the wolf teeth on Harlin's neck, and had heard of this statement.

"Do you want to give it to Sister Bai Ling?" Harlem asked.

"Yes." Shangguan Yu nodded uncomfortably, glanced at Harlem, who didn't understand the relationship between men and women, and added: "We are about to get engaged, but we haven't announced it to the public yet."

Even though Harlem is only a half-aged child, Shangguan Yu still lists him as a man to avoid another rival in the future.

Even though he knew that Bai Ling could not like Harlem, Shangguan Yu still had to prevent it in advance and kill all the sources of danger in the cradle.

"When will you get engaged? Can I come to your engagement party?" Harlem asked with a stern face.

"After the New Year, the engagement should be held in summer." Shangguan Yu said without any promise.

They were all very busy. Bai Xiaoshan would not be able to leave the capital without participating in the spring exam.

How can I get an engagement banquet without a bride-to-be?

Seeing Harin nodding, Shangguan Yu said quite disgusted: "You have a stern face all day, and you are not afraid of not being able to marry a wife."

“部落里想嫁给我的人很多,我到了上官世子这个年纪,一定有好几个孩子了.”哈林叙述一般的开口,却噎的上官煜想揍人.

Shangguan Yu, who never felt wronged, patted Harlin on the shoulder and said, "Boy, let me see if you are good at kung fu."

Without giving Harlin the chance to refuse, Shangguan Yu grabbed his shoulder and jumped, which was already more than ten meters away.

Poor Harlem is destined to leave Zixiao City with a bruised nose and a swollen face, but he is still full of fighting spirit, looking forward to competing with Shangguan Yu again next time. (To be continued)
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