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Chapter 22: Unaware of the Flavor of Sorrow

  Unexpectedly, Mo Qingchen walked in with not only Mo Ran and Mo Xingyao sisters but also Mo Yuqi whom she hadn't invited!

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but take a glance at the three of them. Originally, she hadn't expected Mo Ranyi to come, it was just that because she had invited Mo Ningrou and didn't want to leave her out, Mo Yuqi also came which was even more unexpected.

  However, since guests are coming, Mo Qingchen's heart was no longer unhappy. Mo Yuqi still welcomed them with a smile: "Three sisters have arrived, please come in and sit down."

  "Qing Chen, you're so great, thinking of such a fun thing like the Peach Garden Party!" Mo Ning Rou giggled.

  Mo Qingchen said, "I didn't want to get involved in this Peach Banquet anyway, I have more important things to attend to."

  Mo Yan didn't look at Mo Qingchen, but walked straight to the peach tree and looked up: "Is this also a peony?"

  "Second sister, although I haven't eaten peaches from the Queen Mother's garden, I think the peaches from Fifth Master's house are very delicious. In previous years, I couldn't get enough of them. Don't you like them too, Second Sister?"

  Mo Ran's face turned red with anger as he glared at Mo Qingxian, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face. He said to Mo Qingchen, "I don't care about the peaches, didn't you say there was peach wine?"

  Mo Qingchen didn't know why, but looking at Mo Ranyi's awkward appearance, he felt that it wasn't as annoying as before. He chuckled and said, "Grandfather Peach left me a lot of wine, enough for everyone to drink."

  Mo Yuqi walked over to the table set up by Mo Qingchen and took a look, but her face was stunned.

  This table is different from the common octagonal table, but it's long and narrow, somewhat like a long case, yet slightly wider than a long case, with snow-white plain Luo fabric on top.

  On the table were various cold dishes, seasonal fruits. What caught her attention most was a large crystal bowl, inside which was a frozen substance that looked milky white but gave off a crystalline transparency, and you could see diced peaches suspended within it.

  "What is this thing?" Mo Yuqi pointed at the large glass bowl.

  Mo Qingchen furrowed her brow, this Mo Yuqi came uninvited and spoke so unpleasantly, it was really disheartening. But as the host today, she couldn't let the atmosphere become awkward, so she smiled and said: "This is called milk jelly, made by Qingchen herself."

  What Mo Qingchen said was actually pudding, which is what modern people usually eat. She had Yun Zhi go to the large kitchen yesterday to fetch milk and honey, and then added peach wine and diced fresh peaches to make it. It's just that people in this time period obviously don't know what pudding is, so calling it "dairy jelly" makes more sense.

  The conversation between the two attracted everyone else's attention to look at the long table, and they were greatly surprised by the milk jelly in Mo Qingchen's mouth.

  "Clear dust, what is milk jelly?" Mo Ning Ruo suddenly asked with sparkling big eyes.

  Hutou patted Mo Ningrou's head and said, "Silly, this is indeed bean jelly."

  "This is a name randomly given by Qingchen. Because it contains milk and has solidified into ice, it's called 'nai dong' (milk ice)."

  "Milk?" Mo Ran furrowed his brow.

  "Hey, cow's milk is so smelly, can this be eaten? Oh, I forgot that Little Sixteen is new to our Mo family and hasn't had many things before. I suppose you don't know that we need to cook cow's milk with apricot kernel together? Even among siblings, not many people are willing to drink it. Tsk tsk, this frozen milk looks okay, but probably useless, right?"

  Mo Qingchen glanced at her lightly and said, "Then you don't have to eat."

  Before Mo Yuqi could respond, he said to Tiger Head and others: "Let's pick the peaches first."

  "All right, all right." Hu Tou said with a clap of his hands.

  Several people gathered under the peach tree, each carrying a small wicker basket. One person tiptoed and stretched out their hand to pick peaches from lower branches. After the lower peaches were picked clean, they moved chairs over to stand on and continued picking.

  In the end, looking at the low and bare place, there were bright red peaches on top, and several people were stunned.

  "Shi Jie, aren't you skilled in the Wind Controlling Technique? Can you take it down?" Mo Ning Rou asked.

  After the commotion of several people scrambling to pick peaches, Mo Ran's usual haughty demeanor softened slightly. She glared at Mo Qing and said: "Qing, you silly girl, I just learned the Wind Control Technique, not flying objects!"

  Mo Ning Ruo saw her sister get angry, and awkwardly stuck out her tongue, but felt that she wasn't as afraid of her as usual.

  "Hutou, can't you climb trees?" Mo Yuqi suddenly asked.

  The little boy, no more than five years old, glared at Mo Yuqi with a fierce expression, his small arms and legs seemingly having been taught to climb trees by someone. The several girls were all staring at him in admiration, and the little boy's self-esteem suddenly swelled up, and he said stubbornly: "Of course, watch me climb up and pick the peaches."

  After finishing speaking, Hu Tou stretched out his arms and hugged the trunk of the old peach tree, climbing up with all his might.

  Mo Qingchen watched as the tiger-headed little butt twisted and turned, crawling a few feet before sliding back down. Then, with its legs upside down, it climbed up again. After several attempts, it finally lost strength in its hands and fell to the ground with a thud.

  "Hmph." Everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  The tiger head did not stand up, his face was red and swollen, and he stared at everyone with a huff.

  Mo Qingchen suppressed his smile and walked forward, pulling Hu Tou up and dusting off the dirt on his body.

  "What's going on?" Mo Xiaobao pushed open the door and entered with Xiao Shi'er and Xiao Shi'san.

  "Hey, Ba Ge, what took you so long?" Mo Yuqi asked.

  Mo Xiaobao looked up at the sun and said, "It's not late, when Xiao Shi sent someone to deliver the message, I had already left, but Bai Yang hastily called me back."

  "You guys are... " Mo Xiaobao looked at the few people, each holding a small basket with more or less of those plump big peaches inside, and came back to his senses, saying, "Interesting, so you have to pick the peaches yourself, watch your brother."

  Mo Xiaobao walked up to the peach tree, rubbed his hands together, and then hugged the trunk, climbing up in just a few swift motions.

  "Ah, Ba Ge, you're so awesome!" several boys cheered, while the girls looked excited too.

  "Next." Mo Xiaobao proudly sat on the tree with his legs crossed, continuously throwing down the peaches he had picked.

  "Oh no, Little Twelve, how can you be so clumsy, the peaches have all fallen to the ground!" Amidst the playful teasing, Mo Qingchen didn't even notice who said it, he just saw everyone's smiling faces and silently thought that after all, they were all just children around ten years old, their innocence couldn't be erased.

  It was almost noon when the peaches were all picked, leaving only bare branches. Only then did everyone reluctantly stop.

  Several people brought their attendants, and under Yun Chi's leadership, they waited on their respective masters to wipe their sweat and clean their hands. Only then did the crowd gather around the long table.

  "Yunzhi sister, has Qi ge not arrived yet?" Mo Qingchen asked.

  Today's Yun Chi seemed particularly spirited, and upon hearing the words, he crisply said: "Miss Hui's words, earlier Seventh Young Master's attendant Jing Yan came over to quietly tell me that Seventh Young Master won't be coming after all."

  "Hmm, he must be cultivating." Mo Yuqi said indifferently.

  Mo Xiaobao lazily raised an eyebrow and said, "Who doesn't know that Seventh Brother is a cultivation madman, and even on rest days he never relaxes? I'm telling you, Sixteenth, hurry up and start the banquet already, my stomach is growling with hunger."

  Mo Qingchen nodded and said: "Yunzhi sister, serve the dishes."

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