Chapter 483: Bamboo Card Throwing Pot
As for the godmother and godfather, they were taken over by brother Bujiu.
Leave the Dong family.
Jiang Fubao went to the Kong family again.
She gave Kong Yuanbao a jade-carved Pixiu and gave Wan Xian a rose hairpin.
As for Kong Mingxue, it was given as a waist pendant.
She originally wanted to give him a waist chain, but Mingxue was too fat, with a bucket-like waist, and it wouldn't look good with the chain on.
Like a python wearing stockings.
Weird and funny.
It would be bad if you end up looking funny instead of handsome.
The girl who was going to see him was kicked out before she even entered the door.
Time passes slowly.
The snow stopped halfway and fell quietly on the night before New Year's Eve.
The snow is getting heavier.
Like goose feathers, it fell to the ground silently.
When Jiang Fubao woke up, he found it was all white outside.
Fortunately, they didn’t have to go back to the village for the New Year, otherwise the snow would have trapped them for at least ten days.
Putting on thick clothes, Jiang Fubao walked down the stairs. The floor on the balcony was wet, as if it had been flooded with water.
It seemed that there was snow here originally, but it was cleared away by the maid.
There is a huge difference between having servants and not having servants.
There is real life in their eyes.
Unfortunately, the snow is still falling and it doesn’t look like it will stop anytime soon.
Jiang Fubao walked to the courtyard on the first floor. She stretched out her right foot and took a tentative step, but her entire foot and ankle sank into the snow.
"Oh my God, the snow is so thick." Jiang Fubao saw a bamboo placed in the corner of the wall, so she took it and poked it.
Hey guys, it's just one night.
The snow is only about twenty centimeters thick?
With such thick snow, carriages will have difficulty passing.
"Miss, you're awake. We will start cleaning the courtyard now." Several maids appeared out of nowhere.
Everyone was dressed warmly and held tools in their hands.
Colorful figures were busy in the second courtyard.
"Xuehuan? Xiaohua? Phoenix?" Jiang Fubao shouted for a child, a dog, and a bird.
"Here we are." Xue Huan's little head appeared in the room on the left side of the main house.
"Miss, there is a charcoal stove here. We are warming ourselves here. Miss, wake up. I will get you some water." Xue Huan gently pushed Feng Huang away and walked out.
Her face was burned red by the stove.
It looks like an enlarged version of hawthorn, with sugar on it.
It snowed last night, and the servant was afraid that the little phoenix would get frozen, so he put a charcoal stove here. When the little phoenix woke up in the morning, it was very cold, so it hid here to keep warm.
"No, I can go by myself. You can go and play with Little Flower Phoenix. Today is New Year's Eve and we are busy at home. You should stay here and don't catch a cold."
Jiang Fubao walked along the corridor to the backyard.
She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and ate breakfast in the kitchen before heading out to the courtyard.
The wind also blew some snowflakes into the corridor on both sides, so only the distance of one step in the middle was dry.
The snow was heavy. Not long after we finished sweeping, another layer of snow accumulated. It wasn't because the servants were lazy.
Every time you walk a distance, you can see a servant hanging lanterns.
Come into the yard.
The windows and doors of the main room are already covered with blessings and couplets.
Jiang Fubao likes quietness, so there are fewer servants in the second courtyard.
As soon as you enter the yard, you will see many people serving, and even though it is an open-air courtyard, there is no trace of snow.
Two servants were standing with brooms and dustpans, one on the left and the other on the right, holding up umbrellas. When they saw snow accumulating, they rushed to help.
"Grandma, Grandpa, are you guys up?" Jiang Fubao's voice came before he entered.
"I'm up, my darling. It's cold outside. Come in quickly." Zhang Jinlan responded quickly.
Jiang Fubao then opened the door and walked in.
As soon as I stepped over the threshold, a wave of heat hit me.
There were two charcoal stoves in the room.
You have to open some windows, otherwise you will be poisoned.
But it is really warm.
"Why haven't you changed your clothes? You just got up? Have you eaten?" Zhang Jinlan saw that her granddaughter was still wearing yesterday's clothes, so she pulled her to sit down and asked.
"Yes, I just woke up, went to the backyard to wash up and have breakfast, and then I thought about coming over to take a look. It's too late, it's only morning, and you can change into new clothes anytime. Grandma, it's snowing so heavily, it looks like we have to stay in the living room all day. How about we play bamboo cards after the New Year's Eve dinner? It's for money, otherwise it's boring."
Jiang Fubao's eyes light up when talking about bamboo cards.
This is the deck of cards she has improved.
The gameplay is similar.
It's a pity that she doesn't know how to play mahjong, otherwise she would have taught someone at home.
"Okay, grandma will prepare a hundred taels today and see who can win." I made a lot of money last year, and a mere hundred taels is just pocket money for the youngster.
"No, I don't know how to play cards. Grandma, let's add one more thing, how about playing pot-toss?" Jiang Huanyu also came in from outside, and she said hurriedly.
I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to earn the hundred taels.
"Okay, then the bamboo card thrower and the pot-throwing grandma will each take 100 taels." Zhang Jinlan replied with a smile.
She is particularly generous today.
The adults and children in the main room were instantly filled with fighting spirit.
This year's New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by Chef Jiang Ruyi.
The other maids helped.
After decorating the house and setting off firecrackers, the family gathered in the main room to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.
There were two drinks in front of Jiang Fubao. One was a cup of milk tea made from milk and black tea, with some honey added, which was slightly sweet.
A glass of cool green plum drink.
It was really hot in the main room. Although the hot milk tea tasted good, it was paired with spicy dishes and made her mouth swollen and her forehead covered with sweat.
At this time, it would be so refreshing to have a sip of cold green plum drink.
The couch next to the main room was piled with furry cloaks.
They all belong to the Jiang family.
They were wearing autumn clothes, and the men even rolled up their sleeves and drank.
There were no servants in the house; they were all eating in the backyard.
"Here are the New Year's gifts. Whoever makes a toast first will get it!" Jiang Shoujia, who had drunk a few glasses of wine, had a slightly red face and looked a little different from usual.
It seems that the voices have become louder and the words have become more frequent.
"I'll go first, I'll go first, don't compete with me. I wish grandpa good health, longevity, all the best, and peace in the new year--" Jiang Tongtu was the first to rush forward.
"Who, who called me?" An An, who was eating enthusiastically, only listened half of the words. He raised his head blankly and looked around.
"Hahaha." The Jiang family burst into laughter instantly.
An An was confused and could only continue to eat the chicken leg.
This chicken leg is roasted, a little spicy, but very fragrant, and it sizzles with oil when you take a bite.
"Okay, well said, my good grandson, go on!" Jiang Shoujia, with a dazed look in his eyes, stuffed a red paper bag into Jiang Tongtu's hand.
Zhang Jinlan, who was standing by, knew that he was probably drunk.
"Your grandpa is good in every way except that he can't drink. He got drunk after just a few glasses. Hurry up and say the toast, or he will fall down and you won't get the New Year's money."
Zhang Jinlan hurriedly urged.