A strong ginger fragrance came from inside Mo Xuanxie. The flesh outside of Mo Xuanxie jumped around on the snow, leaving behind plum blossom signs, and Jasmine and Bai Qingqing piled up snowmen together.
It was more than an hour before Bai Qingqing and the others came in.
"Mr. Zhan! Mr. Zhan!" Bai Qingqing shouted at the door.
"What's up?"
"Come and see the snowmen I have built!" Bai Qingqing excitedly pulled him up to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Bai Qingqing had a total of two snowmen, and she began to introduce one by one: "The taller one is Mr. Zhan, and the one next to her is me."
"What is that other ball?" Zhan Mo asked in confusion.
"It's so chubby!" Bai Qingqing said for granted.
"Meow Meow Meow~" Muru echoed next to him, how could he forget it?
"Well, it's well piled up, I've drunk this." Zhan Moshen brought a bowl of ginger soup to Bai Qingqing. He calculated how many minutes it was cold, and now he was just right to drink it.
Bai Qingqing's little nose immediately wrinkled and said, "It smells bad!"
"You have to drink even if you smell bad, to remove the cold air." Zhan Moshen asked.
Bai Qingqing shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I don't need to go."
"Miss Bai, you have to drink this ginger soup. This is the ginger that Mr. Zhan personally cut and cooked by himself." Chef Zhang walked out and persuaded him.
When Bai Qingqing heard this, she quickly raised her eyes to look at Zhan Moshen and asked, "Did you really do it yourself?"
Zhan Moshen nodded.
"Then I'll drink it." Bai Qingqing showed a sweet smile. She could have enjoyed the poison he gave her.
In the morning, he built a snowman, and in the afternoon, Zhan Moshen changed into a formal outfit and asked Bai Qingqing to put on a festive dark red coat, preparing to go out and go to Wei's house.
Zhan Moshen celebrated the New Year in Rongcheng for the first time. The old lady wanted him to feel the warmth of his relatives, so she specially invited him to come to the old house of Wei to celebrate the New Year.
The old lady of the Wei family gave birth to a total of one son and three daughters. The second daughter, Zhan Moshen's mother, married in her early years and never came back. The other two daughters were close to each other, and her husband's family was not as good as the Wei family, so she would come to the Wei family every time during the Chinese New Year, so the Wei family was quite lively on the first day of the first lunar month.
When Zhan Moshen and Bai Qingqing arrived at the Wei family, the Wei family members were basically all here, and the old lady was surrounded by a few juniors, happily talking to him.
Bai Qingqing didn't expect that Wei Haosi was actually among them.
"Why did Wei Haosi do that to his stepmother, why did Wei Jingshan still have to deal with him? Aren't you afraid that Wei Haosi will be in trouble with his next wife?" Bai Qingqing asked in confusion.
"Wei Jingshan has only this son, what can I do if I can't bear it?" Zhan Moshen said with a sneer.
"No, this uncle Erwei looks very romantic and has only one son?" Bai Qingqing said obviously disbelief. Maybe a few more illegitimate children will appear at some point.
"Maybe it's retribution. He has many illegitimate daughters, but he really only has one son, so even if Wei Haosi is not good enough, he can only provide for it." Zhan Moshen explained.
While the two of them were talking, Old Mrs. Wei saw them and stood up and said, "Mo Shen and Qingqing are here!"
"Well, grandma, happy New Year." Bai Qingqing walked to the old lady and said with a smile.
"Hey, we Qingqing is just sweet-mouthed. I'll give you a red envelope." The old lady was wearing a purple Tang suit and took out a thick red envelope from it and stuffed it into her hand.
The other juniors from the Wei family looked at each other. They were also the old lady's grandchildren, but there was not a single red envelope.
The one who was most angry was Wei Haosi. In this generation, he was the only one of the legitimate grandsons in the Wei family, but the old lady ignored him at all.