Probably people who are in a depressed mood prefer sweets, and a piece of moon cake quickly entered Emperor Zhao's stomach.
Then, reach for the second piece and want to continue eating.
He was weak, and Cheng Mo didn't dare to let him eat more, for fear that his stomach would not be able to accept it for a while, so he persuaded: "There is a lot of oil and sugar in moon cakes, you can't eat more, it's too much to eat one piece at a time."
If Your Majesty likes it, the minister will send some into the palace tomorrow. ” "Okay."
Emperor Zhao cherished and closed the small box, handed it to Huang An, and said, "Put it away." ” It's just a piece of moon cake, and the corners of Cheng Mo's mouth twitched.
Emperor Zhao has liked this round dim sum since then, and begged for it several times, but Cheng Mo had to teach the method to the imperial chef.
Several nobles who were close to Cheng Mo received moon cake gifts and liked this sweet tooth, so unconsciously, moon cakes slowly spread.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is closed for three days.
Last night, Cheng Mo and Gu Pan'er Hu Tianhu Emperor went to the fifth watch and woke up at noon.
He stretched out and walked out of the room, only to see that the sky was overcast and looked like it was going to rain.
"I can't see the moon tonight," he muttered.
In his previous life, during the Mid-Autumn Festival of family reunion, early in the morning, he dragged his luggage and hurried to the airport, flew home from a corner of the world, and had a reunion dinner with his parents.
After dinner, he will accompany his parents to admire the moon, and when his parents go back to their rooms to sleep, he will meet with three or five friends to go to a quiet and emotional club to chat, and sometimes he can talk about one or two projects by the way.
"Gorou is awake."
A call interrupted his memories of his previous life, Zhao Yufei walked over with a smile and said, "Huichangbo sent someone to invite you to come over to worship your ancestors." ” She's going home to worship her mother.
Zhao's mother died without 100 days, and she could not enter the shrine, so she could only worship at home.
"Oh."
Cheng Mo responded, a little in a trance, like a person who went abroad for the first time and couldn't adapt to jet lag.
He was stunned for a moment before he said, "Okay." ” In the previous life, the Mid-Autumn Festival also had to worship ancestors, but not in the ancestral hall, but at home.
He obeyed his parents' instructions and specially arranged a large room in his home for his ancestors' tablets.
The matter of worshipping ancestors is done by the parents.
I don't know if today, in another parallel space, is also how parents will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival "What's wrong" Zhao Yufei stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, raised her face, and looked at Cheng Mo carefully.
There is nothing unusual, but why does she always feel that Cheng Mo is shrouded in sadness Cheng Mo shook his head, took a deep breath, showed a smiling face, and said, "It's nothing."
There you go.
After thinking about it, he added: "It's better to find someone in the clan to pass by" Zhao Yufei is a woman and cannot enter the ancestral hall to worship.
She has no brothers and sisters, and she will marry the Cheng family after three years of filial piety, and it is impossible for her to return to the Zhao family to worship her parents.
And several families in the clan covet the three rooms of her family, so it is better to pick an honest and responsible successor to ensure that Zhao's father and Zhao's mother are incense.
Zhao Yufei didn't expect him to say this suddenly, he was stunned, and let out an "ah".
It's not that she hasn't thought about it, but she can't let go of it in her heart.
Before she fell in love with Cheng Mo, Zhao's mother originally asked her to recruit her son-in-law.
After she fell in love with Cheng Mo, she couldn't resist her, and she thought that she could take care of each other in the same workshop, so she agreed.
Unexpectedly, Zhao's mother was mistaken by the quack doctor and went all at once.
Cheng Mo thought of his parents, and even thought that his parents didn't even have someone to send them to the end after a hundred years, so he was concerned for a while, so he said this.
Seeing that Zhao Yufei didn't say anything, she patted her on the shoulder and went into the room to wash.
There were many people sitting in the ancestral hall, and a thin man came in and out several times, constantly looking down the road in front.
Sitting at the door, a young man in his twenties who looked like Hui Changbo said impatiently: "Uncle Qi, can't you sit down?"
The young man was Hui Changbo's second son, Cheng Sanlang.
He has been in a really bad mood recently, his money is short, he has no money to go to the Qinglou, and his life has been boring.
After Hui Changbo became the head of the clan, he wanted to enter Yi'an to live as a steward, but Cheng Mo did not agree, so he inevitably felt a little resentful in his heart.
If he can enter Yi's peaceful residence, with his surname Cheng and his identity as a brother of the Cheng Mo clan, he will definitely be able to enter the private pocket, why bother to be like this He sat at the door, glanced at the path in front of him from time to time, and sneered in his heart.
Today, he must make Cheng Mo make a big fool of himself.
The restless one is Hui Changbo's cousin, Cheng Mo's uncle, and he ranks seventh among his peers.
Cheng Mo spent a lot of money on clan studies, and suddenly became a local tyrant in the clan, and how many people wanted to tie up.
It's just that Cheng Mo didn't lend a helping hand when he was down, and most of them couldn't pull their faces to the door at this time, so they wanted to take the opportunity to worship their ancestors to contact Cheng Mo.
Cheng Laoqi is also one of them.
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As long as you can hug Cheng Mo's thighs, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life.
In anticipation, a person finally came in the distance on the path.
This person has a slender figure and a straight posture, and it is Cheng Mo.
Except for Cheng Saburo, the clansmen all stood up.
Cheng Qilang greeted him even more and greeted him warmly: "Wulang, why did you come at this time?"
Cheng Mo showed a mouthful of big white teeth, raised his hand, quickened his pace to the front, and said, "Seventh uncle."
To the people: "Spread a little thing, it's too late, and you have to wait for a long time." ” "Your own family doesn't have to be so polite."
"Oh, you're busy, just go and busy yours, we'll be fine anyway, and it's okay to wait a little longer."
"That's it, you go and get busy with you first, we'll wait here."
Everyone gossiped, surrounding Cheng Mo in the middle like the stars and the moon.
Cheng Mo glanced at the door of the ancestral hall, the offerings in the hall were complete, and the big guy was indeed waiting for him.
He was just about to say no, when a voice on the side of the shade said: "It's okay for us to wait for such a big shelf, don't we starve to death if we let our ancestors wait endlessly for our ancestors to know?"
"San Lang, what nonsense" Cheng Laoqi took the lead in sinking his face, looking like you are really ignorant, and shouted: "Wulang is very busy, what is like you when you are late, you are swaying every day, and you are not in shape." ” It sounded familiar, and when he first came through, Changbo came to see him, and he had lectured him in this way.
Cheng Mo touched his nose and said, "The third brother is right."
"What's wrong with him, he doesn't do his job all day long, disgraces his ancestors, and has the face to come," Cheng Laoqi rushed to say.
Another person said: "San Lang is too disagreeable, Gorou is ten years younger than you, look at how capable people are, and look at you again, you are really worrying." ” Everyone, you and I say a word, all towards Cheng Mo, counting Cheng Sanlang.
Cheng Mo opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't interject.
Hui Changbo stood at the door of the ancestral hall, glanced at Cheng Sanlang, and said: "If San Lang is half as capable as Wulang, I will be relieved, and on the day I close my eyes, I will be able to blind my eyes." ” Cheng Saburo was anxious, stomped his feet and said, "You" In the past, everyone didn't protect Cheng Mo like this.
If you don't say that he is a loser, the inheritance left by his parents will sooner or later be ruined, so that their peers don't learn from him.
Now it's all about changing faces Cheng Mo looked at Cheng Sanlang's angry appearance, and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's not too early, can you sacrifice?"
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