Mo Yanliang

Chapter 203 Winter Solstice ([-])

The winter solstice is finally here.

The weather in Fengguo's capital was extremely cold, and the heavy snow broke many branches in the garden.

Early in the morning, the maids were too cold to move, they all huddled in the warm pavilion to watch Xia Yueliang make dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

Mi'er and a few other little maids gathered around the table and stared at the tumbling dumplings in the pot, almost drooling.

"Girl, girl, you seldom cook by yourself, why do you want to make these two special meals today?"

Xia Yue said with a cold smile: "Originally, these things should be eaten tomorrow, that is, the winter solstice.

But tomorrow is my grandfather's and my birthday, and the house wants a feast for guests, so we decided to eat it earlier today. "

She was really too lazy to explain so much, so she could only say a few perfunctory words.

Many customs in Fengguo are quite similar to her previous life, but the food for festivals is different.

For example, during the winter solstice in the previous life, northerners ate dumplings and southerners ate glutinous rice balls. Although not all families did this, it was a custom that most people agreed with.

During the winter solstice, people in Fengguo generally like to eat a kind of cake made of rice, and people with better conditions also have chicken soup.

So it was the first time for the maids to hear about this custom, and they found it very interesting.

The first pot of dumplings was cooked, and the little maids who deliberately didn't eat breakfast rushed forward and quickly robbed all the dumplings.

"Young lady's craftsmanship is really good, I have never eaten such delicious dim sum before." Mi'er licked her lips eagerly.

Mingjia poked her finger on the forehead: "The dumplings are obviously salty, why does your mouth look like it's been smeared with honey?"

Mi'er pouted and said, "I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, sister, try it yourself."

Xia Yue sneered and said, "Don't bully Ming Jia, don't you like sweet and glutinous food the most, these glutinous rice balls are just for you."

Mingjia was so happy that he quickly rolled up his sleeves to help cook the glutinous rice balls.

While talking and laughing, voices came from outside the Nuan Pavilion.

"Girl, the servant was ordered to bring you some food."

The voice was very familiar, it was Fu Bi, the servant girl of Fengquan Garden.

Unlike Zhulu, Fu Bi is the son of the Grand Master's Mansion, and has been serving Fengquan Garden for nearly ten years.

Xia Huaixun doesn't need maids to serve her meals and daily life, so Fu Bi and the others have always been very leisurely, just occasionally running errands for the master, after all it is not convenient for the followers to enter the inner house.

Xia Yueliang raised her voice and said, "It's sister Fu Bi, come in and keep warm."

Fu Bi was indeed a little cold, her little face was flushed red from the cold.

Walking into the warm pavilion, she felt a gust of hot air blowing towards her face, her nose was sore and tears almost fell down.

Fu Bi hurriedly stuffed the food box in her hand to Chun Zhuo, covered her mouth and nose and sneezed a few times.

"Hey, this food box is so delicate, I don't think I've seen it before." Chun Zhuo curiously raised the food box for a closer look.

Fu Bi took out the handkerchief and wiped it, then said with a smile: "This is not the food box in our house, of course you haven't seen it before."

"Where did this food box come from?"

As Chunzhuo asked, he had already lifted the lid of the food box.

"Yeah—" she whispered, and put the snack box in front of Xia Yueliang.

"Girl, it turns out that the custom you said is true, someone actually gave you a bowl of glutinous rice balls."

Xia Yueliang's heart seemed to be lightly pricked by a needle, and there was a hint of itching in the pain.

What kind of trouble is the death star going to make?
In her previous life, her birthday was also the winter solstice.

The Xia family is from the south, and the Yan family is from the north, so many habits are different.

After marrying Yan Jingshen, he would specially give her a bowl of glutinous rice balls every year on this day, even after the relationship between the two broke up.

And she will give him a dumpling in return, half of which is stuffed with leeks and pork, and half of which is stuffed with celery and beef.

But that was when the relationship between the two was good, and after the relationship broke down, it was never there again.

Seeing this bowl of glutinous rice balls again after many years, or in other words, after reliving a lifetime, Xia Yueliang was really moved.

"Sister Fu Bi, who sent these glutinous rice balls?" She didn't want to be too obvious, so she could only pretend not to know.

Fu Bi smiled and said: "The second son of Bosi Prince's Mansion brought this early in the morning, he said that the girl likes to eat this, so he asked the servants to bring it to the girl quickly.

The servant girl moved a little slower, and he even read a few words. "

Chun Zhuo and Ming Jia looked at each other in blank dismay.

The two of them are the servant girls who have been serving the girl for the longest time, and they often talk about the candidates for the son-in-law behind their backs.

The second son of Bosi Prince's Mansion has excellent conditions, but his father and the Grand Master's Mansion don't have a good relationship, so they don't think much of him.

Moreover, the girl's attitude towards several senior brothers was similar, and she didn't show any particular interest in anyone.

Unexpectedly, there is such a tacit understanding between the second son and the girl, which caught them off guard.

Xia Yueliang also smiled and said: "It's so cold, it's not easy for my sister to make this trip."

Fu Bi hurriedly said: "It's okay, there are few things in Fengquan Garden, and the servants are the most leisurely servants in the Grand Master's Mansion.

It's rare to have something to do today, and it can be warmer after some activities. "

Taking advantage of her inattention, Mingjia stuffed a dumpling into her mouth.

Xia Yueliang found two large plates and filled them with cooked dumplings.

"Reciprocity is a courtesy, I can't eat Senior Brother Jing Shen's glutinous rice balls in vain.

Please, sister, bring this plate of dumplings to him, and tell him by the way, I won’t go there today if I have something to do.

In addition, this dish is for Dad, and he has been talking about it for a long time. "

Fu Bi quickly swallowed the dumplings in her mouth: "The food here is really delicious, no wonder Fourth Master always praises it."

Chunzhuo found another larger food box and packed the two plates of dumplings properly.

Fu Bi said goodbye to everyone, and walked out of the Nuan Pavilion with a food box.

"Girl." Ming Jia moved closer to Xia Yueliang, "Why does the second son of Bosi Palace know about the customs you mentioned?"

Xia Yueliang said: "You should ask him this question, how would I know?"

Mingjia pushed the glutinous rice balls that Fu Bi sent towards her: "Miss, you should eat it quickly, it will spoil later."

After a busy morning, Xia Yueliang was indeed a little hungry.

She took the small porcelain spoon Chunzhuo handed over, scooped up a glutinous rice ball and took a bite.

Like countless times in the past, the glutinous rice balls are filled with black sesame seeds, which are fragrant, sweet and delicious.

I really don't know where that guy went to find a cook who can make glutinous rice balls that taste exactly the same as in the previous life.

Maybe it was because she ate too much, Mingjia, who has always been fond of sweets, was almost drooling at the sight.

Chunzhuo pinched her: "Look at your talent, the girl's craftsmanship is unmatched, and the glutinous rice balls she made must be better than this."

Ming Jia gasped in pain: "Which ear of yours heard that I want to eat this, girl is good at cooking, why don't you tell me?"

Xia Yueliang put down the bowl, smiled at the two of them, "You think highly of me too, the bowl of glutinous rice balls sent by Senior Brother Jing Shen is indeed better than mine."

Mingjia laughed and said, "Everyone has their own love for radish and cabbage, no matter how good others make it, in the eyes of slaves, it's not as good as the girl's."

(End of this chapter)