SFS Chapter 483: Bamboo Card Tossing Pot
Chapter 483: Bamboo Card Tossing Pot
As for the godmother and godfather, they will be 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 a waist pendant given as a gift.
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 a waist chain on.
Like a python wearing stockings.
Weird and hilarious.
It would be bad if he fails to look handsome and ends up looking funny.
Then the girl was kicked out before she even entered the door.
Time passes slowly.
The snow that stopped halfway through fell quietly on the night before New Year's Eve.
The snow is getting heavier.
Like a goose feather, it fell to the ground silently.
When Jiang Fubao woke up, he found it was all white outside.
Fortunately, they did not return to the village for the New Year, otherwise the snow would have trapped them for at least ten days.
Wearing thick clothes, Jiang Fubao walked down the stairs. The floor on the balcony was wet, as if it had been watered.
It seems 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 seem to stop anytime soon.
Jiang Fubao walked to the courtyard on the first floor. She stretched out her right foot and stepped tentatively, but her entire foot and ankle sank into the snow.
"Oh my God, how thick is the snow?" Jiang Fubao saw a bamboo placed in the corner, so she took it and poked it.
Oh boy, it was just one night.
The snow is only about twenty centimeters thick?
With such thick snow, the wheels of the carriage would have difficulty turning.
"Miss, you're awake. We will clean the courtyard right away." Several maids appeared out of nowhere.
Everyone was dressed warmly and held a broom, shovel and dustpan in their hands.
Colorful figures were busy in the second courtyard.
"Xuehuan? Xiaohua? Fenghuang?" Jiang Fubao shouted to the child, the dog and the bird.
"Here, we are here." Xue Huan's little head appeared in the room on the left side of the main house. Below her head was Xiao Hua's fat face, and the phoenix landed on top of Xue Huan's head the next second.
"Miss, there is a charcoal stove here. We are keeping warm here. Miss, wake up. I will go get you some water." Xue Huan gently patted Fenghuang away and walked out.
Her face was burned red by the stove.
It looks like an enlarged version of a hawthorn, with sugar on it.
It snowed last night, and the servant was afraid that little Phoenix would get cold, so he placed a charcoal stove here. When Xue Huan got up early in the morning, she was very cold, so she 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 the family is busy. You should stay at home 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 going into the yard.
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, and soon after we swept it, 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.
Came to the entrance of the yard.
The windows and doors of the main room are covered with words of blessing 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 stood on the left and right with a shovel and a broom, and held an umbrella. As soon as they saw snow accumulating, they quickly cleared it.
"Grandma, Grandpa, are you guys up?" Jiang Fubao's voice came before he entered.
"Get 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.
Fortunately, the window was opened a little, otherwise I would have been poisoned.
But it’s really warm.
"Why haven't you changed your clothes? You just got up? Have you eaten?" Zhang Jinlan asked after she saw her granddaughter was still wearing yesterday's clothes and pulled her to sit down.
"Yes, I just got up, went to the backyard to wash up and have breakfast, and then I thought of coming over to take a look. No hurry, it's only morning, we can change into new clothes anytime. Grandma, it's snowing heavily, it looks like we have to stay in the main room all day. How about, after the New Year's Eve dinner, let's play bamboo cards? It's for money, otherwise it's boring."
Jiang Fubao's eyes lit up when talking about bamboo cards.
This is the deck of cards she modified.
The gameplay is similar.
It's a pity that she doesn't know how to play mahjong, otherwise she would have taught her family.
"Okay, grandma will prepare a hundred taels today and see who can win." We made a lot of money last year, and a mere hundred taels is just pocket money for the younger generation.
"No, I don't know how to play cards. Grandma, how about adding one more thing, playing tossing pots?" Jiang Huanyu also came in from outside, and she said hurriedly.
I was afraid that I couldn’t earn the hundred taels.
"Okay, then the bamboo card tossing pot 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 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 milk tea made of 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 food, and her mouth was swollen and her forehead was covered with sweat.
At this time, if you take a sip of cold green plum drink, it will be so refreshing.
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.
"It's time to give out New Year's money. Whoever says the blessing first will get it first!" Jiang Shoujia, who had drunk a few glasses of wine, had a slightly red face and looked a little different from usual.
It seemed like the voices were getting louder and the words were more.
"I'll go first, I'll go first, don't snatch it from me. I wish grandpa good health, longevity, good luck, and peace in the new year--" Jiang Tongtu was the first to rush forward.
"Who, who called me?" An An, who was eating happily, 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 might be drunk.
"Your grandpa is good in every way except that he can't drink. He got dizzy after just a few glasses. Hurry up and say the toast, or he will fall down and you won't get any lucky money."
Zhang Jinlan urged hurriedly.