After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Except for the holidays when the whole family would eat in the main hall, the rest of the time they would eat in their own courtyards. December 11th was not a holiday, nor was it anyone's birthday, so why did Yang Yuerong come to inform her specifically?

She got the answer to this question from Zhihua.

Zhihua had already lit the charcoal stove, and the room was warm. When the door was closed, it seemed like two different worlds from the outside world.

"Miss, don't you remember that every year on the day of the first heavy snowfall, the whole family has to have a meal together."

"Is this your..." Nian Susu thought for a moment and then changed the subject: "Is this the custom of Liuli Country?"

Zhihua helped her take off the cloak, "No, this should be considered the custom of the Xiangfu."

Because she was caught in the snow, the snow melted and wet the fur on the surface of the cloak. It was still wet to the touch. Zhihua took the cloak to the stove to dry it, and also pulled Nian Susu to sit down to warm her hands.

She continued to explain: "On the day when the young lady held her coming-of-age ceremony at the age of fifteen, it was the first snowfall in Shengjing. The snow was particularly heavy, and within an hour, the snow had already reached her ankles.

The master and his wife attached great importance to the young lady's coming-of-age ceremony, and the sound of firecrackers lasted for an hour. The red firecracker paper flew all over the sky, intertwined with the white snow, and fell to the ground together, which was very beautiful.

At that time, the people who came to celebrate said that this was a good omen, that the snow was a sign of a good harvest, and that the young lady was destined to be rich and prosperous. Sure enough, the harvest the next year was particularly good.

Nian Susu held his chin and listened attentively.

The stove crackled, and she looked out through the half-open window at the snow-white world, as if she really saw the grand occasion of her coming-of-age ceremony.

"Later, my wife said that every year when the first snow falls in Shengjing, the whole family must have a meal together, which means happiness and prosperity in the coming year."

After listening to this, Nian Susu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It can be felt that "Nian Susu" is actually loved, but in the environment of this era, the love she receives is accompanied by oppression and control.

But it is undeniable that Nian Chengyun and Yang Yuerong love their daughter very much.

Zhihua hung the dried cloak back on the clothesline and reminded him again, "Miss, the snow may get heavier in a few days. You should bring an umbrella with you when you go out and wear something warmer. It's almost the New Year, so don't catch a cold."

The fact that Zhihua said this meant that she was certain that she would sneak out to play on her own, and there was no way to stop her, so the only thing she could do was to ask her to take precautions against the cold.

Nian Susu agreed with a smile.

It's approaching evening.

The snow was still falling sparsely, and Nian Susu walked into the main hall holding an umbrella.

The night seemed to be getting colder, so she brought a hot water bottle to warm her hands.

When she arrived at the main hall, it was still early, but Jingqiu was already setting the table.

The dining table was in the outer room with the door wide open, so the wind and snow rushed in unrestrainedly. Therefore, two stoves were lit next to it and the fire was burning very brightly.

"Mom hasn't come yet?" Nian Susu sat down aside and made small talk.

Jing Qiu was busy with the arrangements, and answered her simply, "Madam is looking at the account book, and will be here soon."

She said "Oh" and said nothing more, staring quietly at the snow outside.

The bluestone slabs were covered with a thin white blanket, and the original color could no longer be seen. The main hall faced a tall rockery, which was also covered with snow, and the grass and trees were bent by the weight of the snow.

It was getting dark, Nian Chengyun and Yang Yuerong came together.

Nian Susu was drowsy. As her eyelids closed and closed, she saw two figures walking towards the main hall. She woke up with a start, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth as if nothing had happened, stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"Father, mother."

Yang Yuerong was in high spirits. As soon as she came over, she held Nian Susu's hand and frowned instantly, "Why are your hands so cold?"

She glanced at the hot water bottle on the table and immediately understood, "The water is cold and you didn't even ask someone to change it for you."

Nian Chengyun leaned his umbrella against the door, sat down on the main seat first, and said with a smile: "If you hadn't insisted on finishing reading the account book before coming here, Lingling wouldn't have to wait so long, and the hot water bottle wouldn't have gotten cold."

There was no blame in his tone. When he was joking, Nian Chengyun was more like an ordinary father rather than the cunning prime minister who negotiated with others in the court.

Yang Yuerong took Nian Susu to sit down and said angrily, "It's because you refused to help me with the abacus, otherwise I would have finished it long ago."

"Lingling, listen to what your mother is saying! I was scolded by the emperor in the morning, and now I have to endure the anger of this housekeeper when I come back. It's not easy for me."

Yang Yuerong glared at him sternly: "If you get mad in the court, don't bring it home."

Nian Chengyun immediately admitted his mistake and said, "I won't say any more."

Nian Susu couldn't help laughing.

The family is happy, warm and sweet.

Jingqiu smiled and asked people to serve the food.

It was supposed to be a happy dinner for the whole family, but an uninvited guest came - Nian Qiaoyue.

Nian Qiaoyue was nominally the second daughter of the prime minister's mansion, but due to her awkward status and Yang Yuerong's dislike for her, she was never notified of any small family dinners. Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to come over this time.

Nian Qiaoyue knew what was going on and didn't expect these three people to treat her well, so she put down her umbrella and chose a seat to sit down next to Nian Susu.

She smiled and said, "Dad, I want to have a meal with you too."

The smiles on the three people's faces froze. Yang Yuerong's expression changed especially quickly. Her face darkened and she was about to drive the people away immediately.

Nian Chengyun held her hand and said, "Since we are here, let's eat together. It would be better if we had an extra pair of chopsticks." He winked at Jingqiu and said, "Add another bowl."

Jingqiu also had a stern face. He reluctantly took a set of bowls and chopsticks and put them down heavily.

Nian Qiaoyue didn't feel embarrassed and turned to Nian Susu, "Sister, you haven't been feeling well, are you cold?"

“No.” Nian Susu shook his head and glanced at Yang Yuerong. That look seemed as if he wanted to tear Nian Qiaoyue to pieces at any time.

If she dared to be intimate with Nian Qiaoyue, she would probably be implicated, so she moved her butt in the opposite direction without making a sound.

The maids brought the dishes to the table one after another. There were five dishes and one soup, all of which were Nian Susu's favorite dishes.

Yang Yuerong personally served her soup, and Nian Chengyun served her rice.

Sitting next to him was Nian Qiaoyue, who was looking anxiously at him. Nian Susu felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Nian Chengyun glanced at Nian Qiaoyue and happened to meet her cautious gaze. He sighed heavily and finally reached out to her for the bowl.

Nian Qiaoyue was flattered, a smile appeared on her lips, and she couldn't believe this was true.

She handed the bowl over tremblingly.

Nian Chengyun held the water evenly and served soup to both daughters.

But Yang Yuerong was different. It was good enough that she didn't take the rice bowl away to prevent Nian Qiaoyue from eating, let alone serve her some rice.

“Okay, let’s eat. Don’t make it like the Hongmen Banquet.” Nian Chengyun started eating first.

When Nian Susu starts working with his mouth, his brain shuts down. He stops thinking about anything and just concentrates on showing off.