Lin Ruogui trembled and reached out to wipe away the ash on Lin Chuqi's face, and said softly: "Mother really owes you, and also owes the Third Madam."

Lin Chuqi shook her head: "No, mother, when the Third Madam's shop is open, I will be her cook. I won't ask her to pay me, and I can save the skills that Aunt Xu taught me from going to waste."

"then you……"

There was a knock on the wooden door: "Chuqi! Open the door! The young lady and I are here!"

Lin Chuqi was stunned and said: "I didn't ask them to come..."

"Maybe he's here to visit," Lin Ruogui urged, "Chushiqi, open the door quickly."

After the wooden door opened, Lin Chuqi saw a shaky bundle spirit standing in front of him. The bundles were two heads taller than him, like a pile of monks, and underneath were the two unstable legs of the girl: "Chuqi! Hurry up and help!"

"Oh oh oh."

After unloading all the burdens in her hands to Lin Chuqi, Qiaoqiao jumped to Lin Ruogui's bed first: "Aunt Lin, we are here to see you...Aunt Lin, you are awake! You woke up at the right time!"

"Long time no see, Qiaoqiao." Lin Ruogui said with a smile, "Where is the Third Madam?"

"The lady is unloading the goods in the back, look." Qiaoqiao pointed outside the door, and another baggage expert strode in and shut the cold wind out with his foot.

Bai Zhi held a bag in one hand and a food box in the other, and she was biting a paper bag in her mouth. Her hair was a little messy, and she looked even more embarrassed than Qiaoqiao. Lin Chuqi took all the things very tactfully, but Qiaoqiao, who was so heartless, grabbed Lin Ruogui's hand and laughed. Lin Ruogui was led by Qiaoqiao and laughed, "Madam San, why, why did you take so many things?"

"It was Qiaoqiao who said she wanted to buy more things." Bai Zhi grabbed two handfuls of hair and went to the bed to greet Lin Ruogui, "We came uninvited, Madam Lin, the Marquis' Mansion is deserted, so I brought Qiaoqiao to your Lin family to have a New Year's Eve dinner, do you mind?"

Lin Chuqi was putting away his bag. His eyes lit up when he heard this. He looked at Qiaoqiao and silently asked her what was going on. Qiaoqiao grinned and made a scissors sign to him.

“This…” Lin Ruogui was a little confused. “Of course I welcome distinguished guests, but Third Madam, you didn’t eat the New Year’s Eve dinner at the Marquis’ Mansion, but came to my place instead…”

"It's okay, it's okay." Bai Zhi waved her hands. "My husband can't come back yet, and I'm too lazy to make eye contact with people I don't know. The New Year is all about having fun. You don't have fun here, and I don't have fun there, so why don't we have fun together?" She pushed Qiaoqiao and said, "Qiaoqiao, take Chuqi to the kitchen to get the food out first. Chuqi, there's a live fish in the white bag. Do you think it's easy to clean up? If not, we can go out and find a fish stall to ask them to clean it up."

After the two children went into the kitchen with their hands full of things, Bai Zhi lowered her voice and said, "Mrs. Lin, your inkstone is really precious. I can't bear it. This time I brought it to you, you must keep it well."

How can you take back something you have given away? Lin Ruogui coughed a few times in a hurry, and Bai Zhi patted her back to calm her down: "Madam Lin, when we return to the Thirteen Prefectures, you, a pillar of society, will have to become an official again. By then, please take care of my shop, which will be equivalent to this inkstone."

Lin Ruogui could tell that this was Bai Zhi's excuse for her to take back the inkstone. She smiled bitterly and said, "Madam San, I feel so indebted to you for taking care of Chuqi. Please accept this small token of my gratitude. As for being an official, not to mention that the Thirteen States are now hopeless, how can I, a woman with a serious illness, be an official again?"

"I am not comforting you in vain, Madam Lin." Bai Zhi said with a smile, "Even a dead tree will eventually meet spring."

Lin Ruogui's lips moved, and she said, "Madam, I have a question."

"Mrs. Lin, please."

"The day I came back from the Marquis' Mansion, I seemed to hear someone say in a daze that King Jing had left behind descendants..."

"Shh." Bai Zhi put a finger in front of her mouth, "Madam Lin, you can't say that."

Lin Ruogui's whole person became gloomy again, and he tried his best to respond: "Madam San is right, I was wrong."

But the next moment, Bai Zhi leaned over to her ear and said, "Maybe some god came down to earth to tell Madam Lin the secret. Things succeed with secrecy, but fail with disclosure."

Lin Ruogui stared at her in a daze, his eyes suddenly shining: "Third Madam is right, Third Madam is right!"

"Madam Lin, when we get to the Thirteen States, I will no longer be the Third Madam. Madam Lin, why don't you change your name now?" Bai Zhi said with a smile, "My name is Bai Zhi, the next one is Zhi, so Madam Lin, you can call me by my name."

"Baizhi...Miss." Lin Ruogui still felt a little embarrassed and just addressed her as Miss. "What a good name."

In the afternoon, there was a constant clanging sound in the Lin family's kitchen.

Baizhi had no memory of the New Year's Eve dinner, but she remembered that there must be fish on the table, which was a sign of abundance every year, so she bought a big fish. Lin Chu was a cook, not to mention that he was once the son of a county magistrate. He was much more familiar with the New Year's Eve dinner than Baizhi and Qiaoqiao. While scraping the fish, he explained to them: "The number of dishes must be in pairs, and the fish for the New Year's Eve dinner cannot be eaten up. Some must be left. In Qizhou, it is also important to worship the ancestors at the turn of day and night. The prepared New Year's Eve dinner is placed in front of the altar. The ancestors eat first, and the descendants take it down and eat it, to bless the coming year with peace and smoothness."

Baizhi and Qiaoqiao were stunned. Qiaoqiao put down the cabbage in her hand and asked, "What if there are no ancestors?"

Lin Chuqi: "Everyone has ancestors, and because of ancestors, you exist."

Qiaoqiao: "But I don't know my ancestors. Will they have the time to bless me?"

"You have to be sincere. Sincerity will work."

Qiaoqiao curled her lips and said, "Why is it so troublesome to be an ancestor? I have to bless future generations. If I were an ancestor, I would just wipe my mouth after eating and leave, and I wouldn't care about what happens after my death."

Lin Chuqi directly pressed the fish scales in his hand onto Qiaoqiao's face, while Baizhi was burning a pig's trotter beside him and laughing.

With more people, the work was done quickly, and in just one hour, the food was on the table. Lin Chuqi helped Lin Ruogui to the table and put on the fox fur cape that Bai Zhixin had brought for her.

Lin Ruogui seemed to be in much better spirits: "Thanks to you three for your hard work, let's eat."

Bai Zhi reminded: "Madam Lin, we haven't offered sacrifices to our ancestors yet."

Lin Ruogui said a little embarrassedly: "That's the rule in Weizhou, so let's not bring it here."

Bai Zhi winked at Qiao Qiao, who understood and said, "When we go to Weizhou, we should follow the local customs. May the heavens and earth bless us, and may my ancestors show their power soon."

Lin Ruogui burst out laughing and closed his eyes, muttering, "May our ancestors bless us, and may the Thirteen States be resurrected..."

Seeing that Bai Zhi hadn't moved, Lin Chuqi asked, "Miss, don't you want to ask for the blessing of your ancestors?"

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