Even on the day of family reunion, men and women still use New Year's Eve dinner separately... Song Ruoxi sat at the mahogany carved Ruyi round table. When he saw the maid bringing the dishes one by one, he soon took them down. Finally, he left a plate of fish on the table, symbolizing that there was surplus every year.

The meal has not been eaten for a long time. After finishing the meal, she was not full yet. Song Ruoxi stared at the fish in depression, and was hungry during the Chinese New Year. What is this called?

Old Mrs. Song smiled and said, "Don't be so polite for the New Year. Go to the West Warehouse to sit and chat and have fun."

The female family moved to the western warm room of Kunhe Hall and put the two tables together. Old Mrs. Song took Song Ruojie and Song Ruoying to sit on the warm couch above. Little Jiang was the mistress and did not sit; Ouyang sat in the first place in the left head, with Song Ruoman beside him, Ji Yun was Song Ruoxi beside him, and Wen was Song Ruoqing, Song Ruoyan, and Song Ruohu were among them.

The maids set up food and tea.

Xiao Jiang's atmosphere was lively and told a joke, "A library teacher bought a boat home at the end of the year. Zhouzi asked, "Gong Gong, Gui Geng?" and replied, "Those who are born in the year of the dog are already fifty years old." The boatman said, "I am also born in the dog, why are there no one waiting for the noble and humble people?" and asked, "Those who were born in the month of the month of the year of the year" and answered, "The first month of the month of the year of the Zhouzi Daxiu said, "Yes, yes, no wonder! I was born in the month of the year of the dog, so I shook this life. Xiang Gong, who was born in the month of the first month, was a dog's head, so I taught this life."

Everyone laughed with shame.

Only Ouyang did not laugh. She was born in the first month of the dog.

Old Mrs. Song pointed at her and smiled, "I'm getting more and more verbal! Even Mr. has started to arrange it!"

Xiao Jiang covered his mouth and smiled, "I heard from Jie'er that this joke, and I'm asking the old lady for reward."

Song Ruojie's face changed slightly. What does this aunt mean? Why did she say it?

"This girl must have forced her to recite the book. She was annoyed and made up stories to scold her. She is such a naughty bad girl." Old Mrs. Song hugged Song Ruojie and said with a smile.

Song Ruojie barely squeezed out a smile.

"I'm done, it's my second brother and sister." Xiao Jiang took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

Ouyang was angry in his heart, and he smiled on his face, "Old lady, I can't tell my daughter-in-law about jokes. My daughter-in-law made a riddle. Who guessed it? Is it okay for my daughter-in-law to give me a lottery?"

"Okay, tell the riddle, let's all guess." Old Mrs. Song smiled excitedly.

"It's a kite that doesn't yell, it's an eagle that has no hair. It spreads its wings and flies high in the wind." Ouyang looked at Song Ruojie, his eyes flashing.

"It's a kite." Song Ruoxi is a master of riddle guessing. As soon as the riddle came out, she answered the answer.

"The Qi Yatou is amazing, it's just a kite. It flies high against the wind, but once the string is closed, it will fall. If the string is broken that day, it will become a kite with broken strings. I don't know where it will fall." Ouyang's words were in his words, meaningful.

Song Ruojie heard what she said and lowered her head.

"Second sister-in-law, my Xier guessed it. You can't hide your lottery ticket, so take it out quickly." Ji Yun said with a smile.

"Third brother and sister are really, do I look like the kind of person who can hide my own personalities? I am the most open-minded. This eight-treasure Ruyi hairpin is the first to be the lottery." Ouyang put down the golden hairpin on his hair bun and handed it to the maid beside him, "Send it to the seventh girl so that the third wife will not be anxious to rob it, which will make people laugh."

"Xi'er, thank you for your second aunt." Ji Yun took the golden hairpin and inserted it into Song Ruoxi's hair bun.

"Thank you, my second aunt." Song Ruoxi obediently thanked Ouyang.

"Don't thank you, my third brother and sister are taking your turn. Are you telling jokes or riddles?" Ouyang said with a smile.

Ji Yun turned sideways to Old Lady Song and said, "Old lady, my daughter-in-law is also a joke. If you don't say it well, the old lady will give you a smile!"

"Okay, come and listen." The smile on Old Mrs. Song's face was faint. It was estimated that Ji Yun would not say anything good, but she asked politely and could not refuse.

"An old monk heard someone say, 'If you recite the scriptures a thousand times, you can fly to become a Buddha.' He believed this very much, so he recited the scriptures, chanting them until ninety-nine times, starting to take a bath, saying goodbye to relatives and friends, and waiting to become a Buddha. After he recited the first thousand times devoutly, he closed his eyes and waited to become a Buddha. However, he could not lift his body half an inch until dark. The old monk pointed to the statue of the Bodhisattva and sighed: 'Who knew that you would lie at such an old age.'" Ji Yun said with a smile.

"This joke is not funny at all. It even slanders the Bodhisattva and will go to the hell of tongue." Song Ruoying's voice was still not too big and could be heard by everyone present.

Ji Yun's face changed slightly. Before he could speak, Ruoxi had already spoken first and said, "The Buddha said: Those who are angry, jealous, and those who commit five evil deeds and ten evil deeds will go to hell. My mother talks and jokes to please the elders, which is to fulfill her filial piety. How can the most filial people go to hell? Only those who disrespect elders and distort others' words at will, and those who commit evil deeds will go to hell and will never be reborn."

On the festive New Year's Eve, Song Ruoxiu said this without any restraint and said without any scruples, which made Song Ruoying's face turn pale. Song Ruojie knew that she had offended her mother to the end today. The only one she could rely on was Mrs. Song, so she cheered up and said, "Three sister, you can't say that the Buddhist scriptures are seventh sister. Seventh sister has lived in the temple for five years. What Buddhist scriptures have not been read? What Buddhist scriptures have not been read? Seventh sister has thousands of volumes of Buddhist scriptures in her belly, and you can just write them down. Seventh sister, just tell the story of Buddhist scriptures, let the sisters listen to it, and feel the profoundness of Buddhism."

"If you want to tell the Buddhist scriptures, who can compare with you, the second sister? Last time you told the old lady a story, and the old lady praised you and had insights. You are the one who respects the old lady the most. Just tell the Buddhist scriptures story, so that the old lady can listen to it. We will also follow the old lady to enjoy it and listen to the insightful Buddhist scriptures stories." Song Ruohan said with a smile.

Song Ruojie sneered and was about to speak when the maid came in to report that the bell ringing in the bell tower was about to ring, making everyone wait. She had to grit her teeth and endure it. No one in the house spoke. After waiting for a while, the bell was vaguely heard.

After the bell, the sound of firecrackers rang.

The maids brought dumplings, each with a bowl, and finished while it was hot, and went out to set up a table of heaven and earth to receive the gods. Old Master Song led the ceremony to burn pine and cypress branches. After the people in the mansion received the gods and stepped on the year, they could finally disperse.

On the way back to the yard, the women from the second and third rooms did not speak, but the Song Zhen and Song Sui brothers seemed to have endless talk. It was late at night, and they returned to the room, washed up, and went to bed quickly. They had to worship their ancestors on the morning of the first day of the lunar month.

After worshiping our ancestors, the whole family greeted each other for New Year's greetings. Song Ruoxi received eight red envelopes, the two thickest ones were given by the old man and the old lady.

On the second day of the first lunar month, my daughter married back to Ning.

Early in the morning, Song Sui and Ji Yun took Song Lian and his sister to the Ji family to pay New Year's greetings. Mrs. Ji's parents' home was five days away, and Mrs. Ji's second wife's home was even further away. It took one month to go back and forth, and only Jiang returned to her parents' home. Ji Qiang had to return to the sixth day of the first lunar month. Hu was pregnant and was not suitable for traveling far away. Ji Wei had already written a letter back. Ji Chengxuan and Mrs. Ji were the people who opened the door, so he agreed happily and sent a bunch of supplements, saying: "Filial piety does not need to be confined to the form."

"I wish my parents a happy new year, wishing the two elders a long life together with the mountains and eternal blessings, and a long and prosperous sea!" Song Sui kowtowed.

"I wish you a happy New Year to my parents, wishing you good health and good health, and everything goes well." Ji Yun kowtowed.

"Grandson, I wish you a happy New Year to my grandfather and grandmother, I wish you a happy smile and a long life!" Song Lian kowtowed with his younger brother and sister.

"Family, don't be so polite, get up." Ji Chengxuan took out five red envelopes, one for each.

Mrs. Ji also stuffed a red envelope to each person.

Song Sui and Ji Yun wished New Year's greetings to their brothers and sisters-in-law again. Song Lian and his younger brothers wished New Year's greetings to their uncles and aunts, and Ji Yunzhen brought their two younger brothers to their aunts and uncles.

The younger generations each have red envelopes to collect.

The adults were drinking tea and chatting in the room. Ji Yunli was impatiently sitting at home, so she instigated Ji Yunzhen and others, "Second brother, third brother, cousin Lian, let's go to the street to play. Today there is a flower car parade on Huachang Street. Let's go and have a look. We will buy some flowers back. Grandmother, aunt, mother and aunt will definitely be happy after seeing it."

This is a good reason, and they are all young and love to play. The three brothers agree happily. Jiang is not at home and does not accompany Song Ruoxi, so he will definitely not be happy if he doesn't take her there. The five brothers rode on horseback and took a dozen guards to protect Song Ruoxi, who was sitting in the carriage. They just took Song Ruoxi with them. The brothers were worried and did not dare to wander around the streets and headed straight to Huachang Street in the South City.

"The crowd in front blocked the road, and neither horse nor carriage could pass. I'm afraid I could only get off the car and walk." Ji Yunzhen frowned, with a hint of worry on his face.

"Second brother, we have so many people, can we still protect our cousin Xi?" Ji Yunli felt that his brother was disturbing himself.

"Don't worry so much. Xiangxiu and Qinghe can also fight and foot skills. They will protect me." Song Ruoxi put on the curtain, opened the car door, and said with a smile.

More than a dozen guards surrounded the five brothers and Song Ruoxi's master and servant. Song Ruoxi walked in the middle. Song Ruoxi sighed. In ancient times, the ladies of the ancient families came out to stroll around the streets and made such a large formation, which was scary and troublesome.

There were too many people watching the float parade. Song Ruoxi took more than a hundred steps, and suddenly a group of people rushed in front of him, and suddenly they were crowded into a group. The guards hurriedly stepped forward to intercept him, and Xiangxiu quickly pulled Song Ruoxi backwards. Another group of people rushed over, separating them from the guards and the five brothers.

"Girl, girl." Qinghe was anxious and tried hard to squeeze in the crowd, but she was squeezed into the crowd and was turbulent.

"Sister, sister." Song Huai was shocked to find that Song Ruoxi was missing, "Big brother, sister is squeezed apart."

"Sister, sister." Song Lian was also panicked. The first time he took his sister out, he lost her.

"Big Young Master, Second Young Master." Xiang Xiu and Song Ruoxi retreated to the stone steps of a shop, and Xiang Xiu protected Song Ruoxi behind him.

"Brother, Huai'er, we're here." Song Ruoxi stood on tiptoe and waved his silk handkerchief.
Chapter completed!