Mu Rufeng suddenly realized it and then reacted: "It's true, don't forget to prepare a gift to thank the matchmaker."
Xiao Ce said in an angry voice: "I can't do without you."
After a pause, he asked curiously: "But, having said that, why are you so afraid that I will snatch Ruyi girl from you?"
Mu Rufeng refused to admit it: "Who is scared?"
Xiao Ce said: "I'm not stupid. You see me as if I'm guarding against thieves. It's inexplicable."
Mu Rufeng touched his nose. He would not tell Xiao Ce what happened in his previous life even if he was killed.
He coughed lightly and said, "Be kind to Miss Yan. If you dare to bully others, we will beat you up regardless of whether you are from Jialan or not."
Xiao Ce nodded: "Don't worry, you don't have this chance."
Yuan Chen smiled, stood up and said, "Okay, I'm done with everything, come and help."
Mu Rufeng looked suspicious. Help? What help? Aren't they here for a banquet?
Out of curiosity, they followed Yuan Chen.
In the garden.
The girls chatted happily, and even those they didn't know became friendly.
Especially Yun Shang and Shen Lingshuang, they were a little cautious at first.
After all, compared with the Crown Princess's relatives and friends, their status is somewhat special.
However, neither the princess nor anyone else treated them as outsiders.
Gradually, they blended in, with smiles on their faces.
Just as she was talking, Song Wan'er sniffed her nose vigorously and said, "It smells so good, can you smell it?"
This was an indescribable smell. Everyone turned around and saw several men walking over carrying something.
The girl's family was curious and ran over to check. They saw two copper pots steaming, and the aroma came from the pots.
None of the men who came to the banquet today were idle, some were carrying pots and some were serving dishes.
Only Yuan Chen walked at the end with empty hands.
Xiao Jialan looked at the things on the table and asked curiously: "What is this? It smells so good."
Yuan Chen explained to her with a smile: "This is called antique soup. It is a kind of meal used to rinse and eat. Because it is troublesome to make, it has been lost.
I accidentally saw this way of eating from an ancient book and gave it a try."
Xiao Jialan's eyes were bright. This was the first time she had seen such a way of eating, so it was a bit strange.
She asked: "Why are there two pots?"
Yuan Chen said: "One pot is spicy and the other is not spicy. You can choose whatever flavor you want."
He took Xiao Jialan's hand and sat down, and then said to everyone: "Everyone, sit down. There is no need to be restrained at this family banquet."
Yuan Chen first took Xiao Jialan's favorite dishes and put them in a spicy pot to boil.
After it was cooked, he put it in her bowl and said, "How do you like it?"
Xiao Jialan tasted it and was indeed a little surprised. She said: "It's delicious."
After that, he said to everyone: "You guys should try it too."
Everyone moved their chopsticks and ate this very strange shabu-shabu.
Soon this hot antique soup was highly praised by the girl's family.
Especially on such a snowy day, coupled with this hot food, a group of friends sitting together and chatting, it is simply the ultimate happiness in the world.
Everyone raised their glasses, but the first toast was given to Xiao Jialan.
Because without her, there would be no such happy and complete life today.
Xiao Jialan looked at them, with moved tears in her eyes, and she said: "May we have this day every year, and this day every year."
Every year from now on, they will be so happy and have no regrets.