Four Hundred and Seventy-Eight: Ghost Marriage, Widowhood (1)

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed, and the people of Xiangyang County returned home to reunite with their families.

The recruits in the new recruit camp had morning training as usual in the morning, and were dismissed after noon, so they could have half a day off to spend the holiday with their families.

Luo Yue, Meng Hun, Li Yun and others gathered in the main hall of the county government, preparing to celebrate the festival with Jiang Pengji.

"Puff--Waaa--"

Eight-month-old Changsheng has grown quite strong, smiling at everyone he sees, revealing a bright red gum and a few sticky white teeth.

Since the first time she pestered Feng Jin and was brought to the government affairs hall by him, Changsheng came several times one after another.

The weather was very cold, and she wore two sweaters knitted by Wei Jingxian, two dresses with fluffy lining, and finally a thick hooded cloak. From a distance, she looked like a chubby ball.

Changsheng was extremely restless, wanting to pounce on an acquaintance when he saw one. If Feng Jin hadn't held him firmly, this girl would have definitely made a scene.

"Happy New Year."

Jiang Pengji heard Changsheng's voice and went out to greet him. Feng Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

As a father, his position in his daughter's mind was not as high as his master's, and he was not as pleasing as his master.

As a minister, he was not as valued as his master's daughter. Anyway, he would not be narcissistic and think that Jiang Pengji came out to pick him up.

Jiang Pengji took Changsheng, who was twisting and trembling, and weighed him. "Changsheng has grown stronger again."

As soon as he was in her arms, Changsheng immediately calmed down, blinking his eyes obediently, with an innocent look on his face.

"She is used to pretending to be obedient in front of others." Feng Jin pulled Wei Jingxian with his other hand and said, "It's windy outside, let's go inside."

It was cold outside, with wind and snow. Charcoal basins were burning in the four corners of the hall, and the heat was blowing in the face.

Taking off the cloak that protected him from the cold, Feng Jin found a place to sit down, and Wei Jingxian sat next to him.

Not long after, everyone arrived one after another. Jiang Pengji asked Changsheng to sit next to her, and clapped her hands to signal the servants to bring the meal tonight.

In winter, the ingredients are limited, but after all, it is the first New Year's banquet, and Jiang Pengji does not want to make it too shabby.

After seriously asking the audience in the live broadcast room for advice,

Jiang Pengji sorted out the existing game ingredients and tried to make the New Year's banquet richer.

In the past, the meat was boiled in hot soup after removing the fishy smell, and then sliced ​​and served on a plate.

Now... Tsk tsk, she promised that everyone would gain two or three pounds after the dinner tonight.

Because it is a separate dining system, the portion of each dish is not much, only enough for one person to eat four or five bites.

Zhang Ping was fooled by Wei Ci to come here, looking around without singing and dancing, and suddenly he was a little uninterested.

Now, when he heard her say to serve the dishes directly, he thought of all kinds of cooked meat and felt greasy in his mouth.

However, when the dishes of delicious food were served, he was salivating and complained... Why were the plates so small? Why were there so few dishes on the plates...

He looked sideways and found that Wei Ci's dishes were basically untouched. He felt even more upset. He hadn't eaten enough!

Wei Ci's taste was light, and Zhang Ping was completely different from him.

Sensing his friend's resentful eyes, Wei Ci pursed his lips and secretly moved the dishes he hadn't touched to his table.

"Don't eat too much, there's more to come." He lowered his voice with a gentle smile.

Zhang Ping secretly glanced at the young man on the main seat and muttered, "Is there no singing and dancing to liven up the atmosphere?"

Wei Ci blinked and asked back, "You want to dance? The county government doesn't keep singing girls and dancers, so you can't watch them if you want to."

Zhang Ping was speechless. Why did he feel that Wei Ci was getting more and more annoying?

"If you don't want to watch it, then don't watch it. It's meaningless anyway." He said, "The lord you chose is a gentle person."

At this time, Jiang Pengji was helplessly rinsing a piece of Mapo tofu with hot water to dilute the spicy taste, then crushing it on a spoon and handing it to the noisy Changsheng's mouth.

The little girl opened her mouth and slurped contentedly, smacking her lips, looking at Jiang Pengji with burning eyes... She still wanted to eat.

The child of more than eight months old was noisy, but this lord was patient and coaxed her carefully.

She was only taking care of the child, and she didn't even move her chopsticks.

Wei Ci was stunned for a moment, looked up at Jiang Pengji at the top, and looked a little dazed.

"She is always very patient with children."

Jiang Pengji started to eat after Changsheng was half full.

On the other side, Wei Jingxian was also amazed.

Her daughter had to be coaxed in every way before she would eat. Feng Jin also felt that this was too much of a spoiling for the child, and tried to use a tough attitude, but it had little effect. It was so rare for Changsheng to sit and wait for feeding so obediently...

I always felt that I had given birth to a fake daughter.

Feng Jin understood her daughter and said with a smile, "She is not obedient at all, she is clearly afraid."

When facing Qi Guan, they acted like a spoiled child, but when they met Meng Hun and others, they were obedient and docile.

At first he didn't understand, but then Jiang Pengji revealed the secret.

Children's intuition is sharper than adults. Luo Yue and others have a bloody smell on them, so they are afraid to make trouble.

After eating three-quarters full, Jiang Pengji asked everyone, "Is there anyone willing to perform talents to liven up the atmosphere?"

There were no singers or dancers, but they could watch their subordinates show their talents.

Everyone's faces froze, and they smiled bitterly, waiting here together.

Changsheng giggled, as if he was making a fuss.

As for talent, everyone present, except Changsheng, is multi-talented. Even a warrior like Meng Hun can dance with a sword and show off his martial arts, which can barely be considered a show. Feng Jin and his friends are even more proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are never stage-frightened.

Xiangyang County was filled with joy. The people seemed to have walked out of the dark clouds of the earthquake, celebrating the New Year and looking forward to the future.

Far away in Hejian County, the troops also celebrated the New Year in the same way.

This was the custom in the past, but this year there was a sense of tension. The source of everything came from the prominent Zhang family in Hejian.

Jiang Nongqin was originally arranging various matters for the New Year banquet, and heard that the servants of the Liu Mansion came to invite people.

Her eyebrows jumped, and she was secretly annoyed.

The stepmother sat at the top and said sarcastically, "The young lady of your mansion is missing, but you didn't look for her in the mansion, but came to our Liu family's second house to make trouble. You are sure that my husband is not at home, and you think that a group of women are easy to bully, right? Don't make it difficult for anyone to get off the stage at today's New Year banquet!"

Mrs. Die also came out to watch the excitement, looking coldly at Zhang Zhaoshi opposite.

Zhang Zhaoshi, the main wife of the Zhang family's direct line.

She was dressed luxuriously, with a grand and graceful makeup. She didn't care about the words of the stepmother, and there was a mean look in the corners of her eyes.

She came to ask for help, but she acted like a hero. "I have looked for her again and again. That little bitch is hiding in your Liu Mansion. If you don't hand her over today, this matter will not be over."

"Tsk, then you will not be over. However, our Liu Mansion is small, and I am afraid there is no place for Madam Zhang to stay."

The stepmother leaned on the bench, not taking Zhang Zhao seriously at all.

Madam Die covered her lips with her sleeves to hide the gloating smile on her face.

At this time, Jiang Nongqin came over and bowed respectfully.

The stepmother asked, "This Madam Zhang said that our mansion is hiding their young lady. Is this true?"

Jiang Nongqin said expressionlessly, "No."

Zhang, a prominent family in Hejian, married Shangguan Wan, the legitimate daughter of Shangguan, at the beginning of this year.