When I looked at the ink painting, I mentioned it and it was indeed everything in it.

And many of them are new, and it seems that they were just bought from a fairy city where the festival was celebrated.

"Thank you, Grandpa Pu's!"

Mo Hua said with a smile.

Old Kuang nodded and handed over another storage bag.

The ink painting was slightly stunned and opened it and took a look.

It is full of dried fruits such as pine nuts, hazelnuts, and torreya, but most of them are raw.

"Fry some for me, I've finished eating the previous ones." Old Kuang whispered.

Puppet elder drives the car every day, and is idle, just eats some pine nuts.

So he had finished cooking some pine nuts for Mo Hua before.

Thinking that since it was the New Year, I simply rewarded myself.

He ate too much Matsuko and wanted to change his taste, so he bought a lot of them.

He hasn't eaten much of these Qi Refining Things and doesn't know what they are, but when he wants to put them together, he probably is almost the same, so he bought them all together.

I just don't know if I get a cracked sound, or not.

Old Kuang looked at the ink painting with some expectation.

Mo Hua smiled and nodded:

"good!"

So in the afternoon, everyone stopped rushing to go.

The carriage was parked on the side of the road.

Ink painting tied a big red lantern on the carriage, pasted a few words "Fu" and hung a big red flower around Dabai's neck.

Dabai was not very willing, but he couldn't resist ink painting.

After all, it is the shortest to eat people.

It ate so much grass that Mo Hua fed.

In addition, the ink painting also arranged firecrackers and fireworks arrays, and kept them for night time.

Next, prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Ink painting first fry all the pine nuts and hazelnuts for veteran Puppets.

There are original flavors, and some are also added with various spices.

Old Kuang took out part of it and placed it on the table for everyone to eat, and the others were quietly stuffed into his sleeves.

Then there is cooking.

Some of the ingredients were bought by Kua Lao, and some were given by Lingnong from Qianjia Town.

Bai Zisheng looked around and said occasionally:

"Ink painting, let's eat this, this is delicious."

"This one needs to be fried, don't cook it."

"This one needs to be spicy to taste good, add more..."

Mr. Zhuang didn't care so much, he could eat anything, but he still ordered a dish of "steamed sea bass" to prevent Bai Zisheng from ordering spicy dishes.

Finally, steamed pastries.

There are rice cakes, and other pasta and snacks.

Bai Zixi helped Mo Hua knead the dough. As she kneaded, she pinched the small dough.

Her fair little hands were pinching the white dough, not knowing what she was pinching.

Mo Hua asked curiously:

"Sister Sister, what are you pinching?"

Bai Zixi held a strange little dough in the palm of his hand and said crisply:

"rabbit!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Bai Zixi frowned, "Don't it look like it?"

"Like..." Mo Hua said against her conscience.

"Just a little... I'm a little fatter."

The little rabbit has become fatter than a pig.

Bai Zixi looked at the "little rabbit" in her hand again and said in confusion: "I'm not fat..."

She thought it was quite cute.

Mo Hua spent the whole afternoon and finally finished all the dishes.

The morning glow has faded, and the night has gradually become darker.

It's time to set off fireworks.

Before putting it on, Mo Hua was a little worried, "I won't be shocked by the monsters in the mountains..."

Old Kuang looked around and said lightly: "No."

Ink painting is relieved.

The fireworks array is very simple, time is limited, and ink paintings are not too complicated.

Moreover, this formation was drawn directly on the ground.

This is the first time that the ink painting uses "earth" as the array medium to draw a formation in addition to the thick earth array.

In the night, fireworks are shining brightly.

Then the meal started.

Everyone sat on the ground.

The soft grass was covered with silk cloth and was filled with food.

The dishes are rich and the skills of ink painting are also good.

Mr. Zhuang eats the most comfortable, Bai Zisheng eats the most joyful, Bai Zixi eats the most elegantly, and Kuang Lao keeps knocking on pine nuts and hazelnuts, eating the most exclusive.

Under the cold moonlight, among the quiet mountains, there is a lively fireworks, noisy and warm.

After eating and drinking, Mohua no longer misses home.

He lay on the grass, counting the stars in the sky.

For Mo Hua, this is not the most lively year, but it is the first time I have accompanied my master, senior brother, senior sister and grandpa to celebrate the New Year.

It's quite lively.

For Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, the New Year Festival of the big family looks prosperous but has a deserted relationship.

Full of worldly style and rules.

Instead, it is not as simple and lively as it is now.

Bai Zisheng was also lying on the ground, chatting with Mo Hua in a mess, occasionally stuttering.

Bai Zixi looked calm and gentle, but she was wondering in her heart whether she was just pinching a rabbit?

Why does it turn into a pig after steaming?

Mr. Zhuang was surrounded by three disciples, feeling relieved and looked a moment of melancholy.

This is probably the most lively year he has lived in his cold life for hundreds of years.

Thank you, Taoist brother o, the reward of the dagger beast on the roadside ~

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Chapter completed!