Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

There were six tables in the courtyard. At the main table sat a family of four and three from the Ji family. The other seven people were Tang Bo, Zhang San, Zheng Da, Ji Shou, and Liang Ju.

At the secondary table, there were Qin Yi and Qin Er, the Nanyang King's family of four, Akbar, the Third Prince, Xie Xin, Lan Die, Chen Jie, and Nan Hao...

The other four tables were occupied randomly.

There were charcoal basins all around the cotton screen, with charcoal fires blazing. Wangshu was wearing a full mink fur cloak with a hood, and two pairs of very thick cotton socks on his feet. Under each dining table was a large iron kettle filled with hot water, covered with thick quilts, and the hot water was used to warm the food and his legs.

But when she stretched her hand out from the cloak, her fingertips felt cold. Qin Xiuyuan filled a bowl of hot soup and handed it to her. Wangshu held the bowl with both hands. Her fingers were slender and her fingertips were bright red. A string of turquoise and pink crystal beads on her wrist complemented her pink and blue dress.

Some were talking, some were drinking, while Mingxi turned her head and whispered, "Mom, that person in blue over there keeps staring at me."

Mingxi was not wearing a hat. On her head was a turquoise turban with a silver-gilt flower and a pearl hanging from it. The silver-gilt flower was not rare, but the turquoise, especially the pearl, was extremely rare, so it was normal for others to see it.

Because it once belonged to the queen of the previous dynasty and was one of the Dongzhu pearls removed from a pair of Dongzhu earrings, the Third Prince could recognize it.

"Yeah. The slits your mother made for you look nice!"

Mingxi knew that hairpins were priceless, so she straightened her waist. The pearls on the fairy boy's bun were dazzling and glistening. "When my sister grows up, we can wear them together when we go out. I'm afraid he'll stare at us non-stop!"

A pair of identical hairpins, one for each sister.

A man who loves his daughter madly couldn't help himself when he heard the word "sister". He leaned towards his wife and daughter, took his wife's hand and held it, providing a constant supply of warmth, "I want to hug Xiao Si... It's so lively, she will definitely like it..."

Whenever there is sound, the little guy will cheer it on like the music is playing and dancing.

The backyard was guarded like an iron barrel. Wangshu disagreed and said, "Don't." After all, it was a large occasion, and it was difficult to control urination and defecation. It was difficult to control other people's touching and hugging, and there were many people and bacteria.

Wangshu is a bit hard to swallow, too noisy, cold hands, and headaches.

"Hold Mingxi?" The man settled for the next best option.

He's ten years old now! "Go carry Uncle Tang!"

People with sharp ears and eyes like Tang Bo, Zhang San and Zheng Da suddenly changed their expressions drastically. Qin Xiuyuan, who was warming the woman's hands, laughed and acted as if nothing had happened, picking up food for his son and daughter.

Zheng Da: The eldest brother has no status in the family, it’s all his own fault!

After the meal, those who needed to leave said so, and most of the people at the main and secondary tables went to the study in the backyard to hold the "year-end summary meeting".

The master and his wife were in front. The mistress took small and slow steps, and the master, who was leaning on a cane, cooperated with her. The group followed behind at a leisurely pace.

With the help of Dilong, Wangshu could finally take off his hooded mink coat comfortably. He was wearing a small black hat underneath, which everyone originally thought was hair. He also had a pair of turquoise earrings and a floor-length pink and blue dress with a double hem, which showed off his beautiful figure.

Qin Xiuyuan took her hand and sat her in the first seat, and then everyone sat down.

"As the old year draws to a close and the new year approaches, Wangshu has prepared a New Year gift for you all long before the New Year as a blessing from my wife and I. Thank you all for your hard work this year!"

"With a great general, it's not hard!"

"Thank you, General, and thank you, Madam!"

……

Wangshu instructed his children, "Yunxiao, Mingxi."

A pile of boxes of different sizes and lengths were piled up in a corner of the study. Mingxi and his brother checked the names on the boxes and sent them out one by one. Xie Xin followed them to check to avoid any mistakes.

But there was no chance of an accident. After giving gifts to everyone present, there were still many boxes in the corner. Xie Xin never had the chance to speak out and point them out. He was able to recognize people and match names. His sister made the decision to choose the boxes, and the brother took his sister to deliver the gift boxes, very gracefully.

"The general and his wife have raised such a wonderful child!" Zheng Da observed carefully. "It's making all the parents here itch, and even those who haven't are itching to do so."

The itching of teeth is because you are not satisfied with your own bastard.

I feel itchy and want my own baby to be as good as this in the future.

"Haha! General Zheng is right!" The Third Prince laughed wantonly. "But those who are itching for it will eventually get their teeth itching! Kid, you are very difficult to teach!"

"That's right!" Chen Jie, who has been a father for many years, nodded. "You can't hit or scold me, and I can't teach him!"

"General, please tell me how you taught me!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone's faces turned unhappy. It was because General Ah asked "how to teach", and the accent was exactly the same as "hybrid".

Over the past hundreds of years, the intermarriage between the Han and Hu peoples was also called hybridization. The Han people looked down on the Hu people. The word "杂" means hybrid, and the children born were contemptuously called "little bastards" by the Han people.

Especially men with Hu characteristics and women with Han characteristics are the most discriminated against.

"I usually don't spend much time at home, so Wangshu is the one who takes care of the children and educates them. Their literary teacher is Mr. Xie Xin, their martial arts teacher is also my teacher, Uncle Tang, and their dance and music teacher is Ms. Lan Die. The children are at the age of studying, learning martial arts and dancing, and they are able to endure hardships and be eager to learn and make progress."

Qin Xiuyuan spoke eloquently, calling over his son and daughter. They were handsome, energetic, and filled with the pride of a father. He stood up and patted one of them on the shoulder. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; a river is formed by the accumulation of small streams. You will be ten years old next year. Daddy hopes that you two will make progress every day in the new year."

"Yes, Daddy! /Daddy~"

As soon as the leader stood up, everyone else had to stand up as well. Only Wang Shu smiled faintly and sat calmly. The man tilted his head and asked her, "Shu Shu, do you have anything to say?"

Wangshu turned his head to look at Ji Shou, and Ji Shou hurried forward.

"A child's education is a daily progress, but what are we doing in business?"

"Miss, it's a fortune!" Ji Shou replied quickly, "When I get back, I'll ask everyone to study hard and do business well!"

"There is great potential in the coming year, and we business people should work harder!"

Liang Nan and Chen Ji, who were businessmen, all agreed.

Zheng Da was unhappy. "Madam, you are Boss Ji and the wife of a great general. Why do you only encourage those who do business but not us who are ready to fight?"

Wangshu remembered something and smiled, "Wait. Uncle Tang, bring Xiao San over here."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Xiuyuan, Yun Xiao and Mingxi all laughed, and Tang Bo laughed even louder and went out.

Zheng Da was confused. "What? The young master can now give people encouragement? Can he speak?"

Half a minute later, Tang Bo came in front with a plate of meat, and Xiaolu followed closely behind holding Xiaosan.

The plump, pale Xiaosan stared at the plate of meat in front of him with her light blue eyes, pointing her finger and shouting, "Beat! Beat! Beat!"

Even when Qin Xiuyuan took him over and helped him stand on his lap, the little guy still stared at the pot of meat, mouthing, "Hit! Hit! Hit!", kicking his feet so hard that smoke was coming out of his mouth, and he wanted to grab the pot of meat, "Hit! Hit!"

The whole room burst into laughter!

Qin Xiuyuan, with his pale skin, blushed with laughter. The pigtails on both sides of his hair were swaying slightly from being kicked by his youngest son. "Zheng Da, is that enough? This little guy can kick for half an hour! If you think it's not enough, he'll be begging for a beating every day!"

Zheng Da laughed wildly, holding his head in his hands. The generals were really scared, "Enough, enough!"

"If you keep kicking, we'll have to start fighting tonight!" Qin Er shouted, and the laughter that had just stopped started again with a bang.

Tang Bocai took the meat away. Even without meat, Xiao San didn't cry. She turned around and snuggled up to her father's chest. It was okay to have milk without meat!

He had never thought that there was such a trick. Seeing this, Wangshu quickly got up and ran away. Xiaosan tried hard to study and pull the doll. Qin Xiuyuan's face was so red that blood was almost dripping!

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!" Wangshu joined the group of people bending over and laughing wildly.