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Today is New Year's Eve. Du Yaoyao is dissatisfied with Chen Jiezong, but she puts it aside for the time being.
On New Year's Eve, the emperor held a banquet for his ministers. In previous years, Chen Jie would attend the banquet and celebrate the festival, and stay in the palace until after midnight before returning. It turned out that the owner could either order a table of dishes from a restaurant outside and deliver them to his house, or ask the cook to prepare a table of New Year's Eve dishes according to custom.
Du Yaoyao thought that she would spend this year alone, but Chen Jie told her after lunch that he would come back for dinner in the evening.
It’s okay to celebrate the New Year alone once, but it feels more like home when you celebrate it with someone. Let’s just pretend that we are two homeless people and keep each other warm.
Du Yaoyao attaches special importance to age.
When she was a child, she saw other people's parents working away from home and coming home to visit their children during the Spring Festival. She always stood ignorantly at the entrance of the village, waiting for her parents who were rumored to have abandoned her to come back to see her one day.
Year after year, I couldn’t wait any longer, so I stopped waiting. Later, during the Chinese New Year, I only hoped that my grandmother would be healthy and that I would grow up quickly so that I could repay her for raising me.
Unfortunately, her grandmother passed away due to illness last year, and by the end of the year, she was left alone in the house.
She cooked a table full of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and set out the dishes for two people. When she heard the sound of firecrackers from the neighbors outside celebrating the reunion, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Ma'am...what's wrong?"
Seeing the master sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze with red eyes, Yin Ye asked in a low voice.
"It's okay." Du Yaoyao sniffed and ordered, "Get me a fox fur coat that won't get dirty. I'll go to the kitchen to check."
"Madam, there's a lot of fireworks over there, you..."
Before Yin Ye finished her words, Du Yaoyao glanced at her, and Yin Ye quickly changed her words, "Today's dinner cannot be sloppy, thank you Madam."
The cooks mostly cooked Jiangnan dishes. Du Yaoyao taught them how to make a few sweet dishes, such as osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, candied sweet potato, and sweet and sour pork ribs.
Jiangnan cuisine is fresh and mild, and helps nourish the stomach. She had been eating so much recently that her mouth felt tasteless, so she found a cook who knew how to cook Sichuan cuisine and asked her to make a dish of spicy diced chicken.
It was almost dusk and I had just changed my clothes when I heard a rustling sound at the door. I turned around and saw Chen Jie.
He stood by the door, patting his clothes to dispel the cold. He was dressed in crimson, his hair was as black as ink, his skin was as white as jade, his eyebrows and eyes were dark and handsome, and he looked like a person who had walked out of a painting.
Du Yaoyao thought that it was a good thing that he was not born in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, otherwise he would have been "watching Wei Jie to death" again.
"What's wrong?" Chen Jie lifted the beaded curtain and glanced at the clothes on her body. "Didn't you send this here?" He pulled her hand and smiled, "Doesn't it look good?"
In order to celebrate the occasion, Du Yaoyao ordered a set of red clothes a few days ago, and also made one for Chen Jie.
She was afraid that he would feel awkward, so she didn't wear red, but she didn't expect that he would look good in it.
Du Yaoyao nodded honestly.
"The same piece of material." Shen Jie touched the fabric of her clothes, looked her up and down, and leaned close to her ear, "It's like a wedding dress, but only for one night."
Du Yaoyao doesn't think too much when making clothes. She just wants the Chinese New Year to be prosperous. Tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month, and colleagues and subordinates will greet each other on New Year's Day. Chen Jie will definitely not wear such frivolous colors.
"Did you ask for leave from the emperor?" The kitchen had not yet served the meal, so it was quite early.
"Yes." Chen Jie's hands were a little cold, so he let go of her and held her slender waist instead. "I said that there is a frail lady at home who needs to be taken care of. The emperor promised to reward me with a lot of precious medicinal materials."
"I'm not weak." Du Yaoyao retorted. It was her body that was weak. She took credit, "I spent half the afternoon watching over the dishes tonight in the kitchen."
"There are stewards and cooks in the kitchen, so why bother you?" Chen Jie asked, "Is the smell pungent?"
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