Chapter 827 2.263

With the addition of Mo Lian and Duan Yue, the family was lively again.

Noisy and noisy, the dumplings were finished, and Arbor took out the rich dishes from the food box.

Two tables were set up in the living room, and the family ate the New Year's Eve with pleasure.

Wei Ziqin took out a small purse and distributed it to a group of smiling servants, and then sent the children a variety of gold stamps.

It is for children, and for servants are ten low-quality black coins that can be used to buy things. This black coin is the latest currency in circulation issued by the court.

It is cast from black stone. Natural and black stone are divided into low-quality, high-quality and high-quality black coins without any difference. It is said that this is not only common in the Mexican country, but also in the northern countries and in various fortifications. Use this mysterious coin to register in advance, and you can buy things in the food store next day.

Dong Mei clutched the purse in her hand tightly, and only felt that the host was a good person, and this day was a special one.

Arbor sitting on the eaves, holding a cup of hot tea in one hand and looking up at the bright moon in the distance.

At this time in previous years, I would accompany the old masters and uncles to enjoy bamboo and tea on the Xuefeng, quietly waiting for the new year to come.

Such a day, maybe never come back.

"Qiaoqiao, miss Zongmen?" Merlin's warm big hand gently held her soft little hand.

As soon as Qiaomu lifted his eyes, he saw a pair of phoenixes in the man, with water ripples in the moonlight.

"Zongmen won't disappear with Qiao Qiao's presence." Mo Lian reached out and squeezed her little chin, and reached under one finger. "Look, how happy your father and mother are today."

Qiaomu glanced down, only to see that Jorin Josson and his two foodies were holding a large fruit box and picking up the five-colored fruit.

Qiao Hu slumped aside, probably because he was eating too much and was touching his stomach with one hand.

Peony smirked and brought him a bowl of edible soup. Brother Xiaohu climbed up and smirked embarrassedly at Peony.

Duanyue is playing with his father and mother.

As she looked over, she was seeing her mother smile and couldn't shut her mouth up. "Well, break the moon, do you always put water on your aunt! Aunt is confused again."

"Auntie, I'm so lucky today!"

Qiao Zhongbang snorted in disguise, "Why not? I have Buddhas, can I still have bad luck?"

I saw the little monk sitting cross-legged on a cushion next to his mother's feet, knocking with a wooden fish in his hand, and uttering something in his mouth.

Uncle Qiao twitched his lips and couldn't help crying. "Master, can you stop knocking! Whose temple is doing the morning lesson now?"

This funny little baby does n’t have to work in the morning, and when he comes at night, he will hold a buddha foot ...

"No." The little monk murmured and answered Uncle Qiao's question while knocking on the wooden fish. "The little monk is doing the morning class tomorrow."

Uncle Qiao looked at him silently, "Tomorrow morning class, why are you doing it now?"

Luan Yue laughed, "I still need to ask, it must be that he won't be able to get up tomorrow morning!"

The little monk lowered his head with a little blush, and Tuk Tuk Tuk continued to knock, throwing away everyone's laughter.

When the tree was a little sleepy, the sound of firecracker drums rang, and she suddenly woken up her sleepy insects.

Once again, the dimly drowsy he just fell asleep in Molian's arms.

(End of this chapter)

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