The General’s Little Peasant Wife

In the twinkling of an eye, the New Year has arrived. When Ning Mengya wakes up, Qin Pozi is already preparing for breakfast.

Ning Mengyao saw that Qin Pozi had a busy voice and said helplessly: "The mother-in-law does not have to worry so much."

"Nothing, I am not okay?" Qin Pozi shook his head and said it was indifferent.

On one side, the green bamboo looked at the clothes of her own lady, her eyes brightened: "Miss, this dress is really nice to wear."

Ning Mengyao's clothes are white in color, with printed scorpions, but only a circle of white hair around the neckline and cuffs.

It was made with the rabbit fur sent by Qiao Tianchang. As for the fox fur sent by Qiao Tianchang, it was made into a cloak by the green bamboo. It was only worn when I went to the county to see the lantern.

Ning Mengyao smiled and said: "This is also the green bamboo, your craft is good."

"The lady will laugh at people."

"Well, don't say this, I plan to arrange a person to go to you after the year of Qingzhu." Ning Mengyao suddenly thought of Yang Lele.

According to Yang Lele's current embroidery work, there is no problem at all.

"Is it Yang Lele?"

Ning Mengyao nodded: "Yes, her embroidery is very good now. When I was here, their family helped me a lot, so I also want to help them." Yang Yi and his wife, Joe, are now Here to help, Yang Lele although the money to sell embroidery is quite good, but some spend time, if she followed the green bamboo, then it is different.

Qingzhu thought carefully and thought about it for a long time before he nodded: "This can be, but Miss, if I can finally go in, I must see her."

"Well, I know." For the section in charge of Qingzhu, Ning Mengyao has always been responsible for her. Now I want to insert a person into it. It is not difficult for Qingzhu, but it is unfair to others.

Therefore, Ning Mengyao gave Yang Lele a chance. As for this opportunity, she could not grasp it, it would depend on her own ability.

Ning Mengyao just said something casually, and helped Qin Pozi to start preparing.

After the meal, the group began to prepare the dumplings.

Near noon, Ning Mengyao finally wrapped the dumplings.

Looking at the hundreds of dumplings on the table, Ning Mengyao finally installed some, let Qingxuan send it to Joe Tianchang, and don't let people see it.

Qing Xuan took the dumplings that had just been wrapped and left, and when he left, Ning Mengyao and others began to cook for lunch.

When Qing Xuan used to be in the past, Qiao Tianchang was also planning to do something to eat. He saw Qing Xuan and raised his eyebrow slightly: "Is there something?"

"This is the lady I sent to you." He said that he handed the basket in his hand.

Curious to open the basket and see, there are dozens of hundreds of dumplings: "Thank you for your lady."

Qing Xuan looked at Qiao Tianchang and left.

Looking at the direction of Qing Xuan’s departure, Qiao Tian’s mouth is like a smile, and it seems that Ning Mengyao is really not an ordinary orphan girl.

The boy’s skill just now is really not comparable to that of the average person.

Ning Mengyao has already thought about what to do, a braised fish, a sweet and sour pork rib, a lion's head, and a rabbit to burn mushrooms, etc., a total of eleven dishes.

After an hour, all the meals were served, and Ning Mengyao let them all eat at the table.

"Miss Happy New Year."

"Well, you too, happy new year." Ning Mengyao smiled slightly, took out a wine, and went to a cup.

"Miss Yan this wine is so delicious." Qing Xue eyes brightly looked at Ning Mengyao.

Her expression is like seeing Jin Yuanbao, and this wine is similar to Jin Yuanbao in her eyes. If it is sold out, how much will it cost?

"Well, even if you want to sell, you have to wait until next year. After waiting for the year to go up to find some grape seedlings to plant, you should pick it up in the coming year." Ning Mengyao looked at the green bamboo with a funny smile.

I don’t know how to stop it during the Chinese New Year.

Looking down at the wine in the bowl, Ning Mengyao suddenly remembered one thing. At that time, Qiao Tianchang helped her pick the grapes and brewed the wine. I originally intended to give her some, but I later forgot, maybe I can give it in the afternoon. He embraced the two altars.