Lin Mengya and the others were sitting at the main table, while Ning'er was sitting in her arms.

The little guy looked at the table full of dishes and was already enjoying his meal.

"It's been a hard work for everyone this year."

Lin Mengya raised her glass and spoke sincerely to the servants.

Since she arrived in Longdu, her family has been taken care of by these people.

Thanks to them, the Gong family is like an iron wall, and no one can get in and cause trouble.

"Uncle Rong, I'd like to toast you a glass of wine, and do it first as a token of respect."

She drank a very low-alcohol sweet wine, but even so, her face turned red after one glass.

"Miss, how could this happen?"

Uncle Rong also drank a drink, but his face looked a little embarrassed.

The butler, who had always been calm, now seemed a little at a loss.

"Now that we have entered this door, we are all one family. I discussed it with my great-grandfather a few days ago and decided to return everyone's deeds of sale to you."

Except for some who are the descendants of the Gong family, many of them are slaves and servants bought by the Gong family.

Although the Gong family treats them well, no matter how they meet, they are still controlled by others.

"Miss, what are you going to do? You guys have no intention of leaving."

Uncle Rong was a little puzzled. Compared with the slaves who were not treated as human beings, these people in the Gong family were already very good.

"Uncle Rong, don't get me wrong. Listen to me first. I know that many of you here have left your hometown and come to Weiguo. Although our family is different from other families, after all, you are just slaves.

I want to change this situation, so I feel that at least I should be able to make the decision for the Gong family."

When she came to Weiguo, she felt for the first time the oppression and cruelty brought about by this forced social class.

They are also human beings, so why do they become the targets of oppression and exploitation just because they were not born in Weiguo or are forced by life?

And those who come from aristocratic families, even if they are scum, will enjoy the glory and status that their birth brings to them.

She has never been used to this kind of thing, but now, it is even more serious.

Her ability is not enough to liberate the entire Wei Kingdom, but she can turn into a fire and sing the prelude to a prairie fire.

"Miss, even if we have a contract of sale, we are still domestic slaves after all. Nothing can be changed."

These words made those who were domestic slaves a little depressed.

Even if you have a bond of sale, you can only be a free slave.

When I get outside, I am still looked down upon by others.

"There is a saying that goes, heroes don't care about their origin. Your ability

, must they be worse than people from aristocratic families? I think this is not necessarily the case. So, I have discussed it with my great-grandfather. In the future, you can choose to work for the Gong family. I think our family will open a college.

Is everything clear?"

Everyone nodded, and Lin Mengya continued.

"You can choose to work in the academy. However, we are equal. I am the shopkeeper, and you are the guys I hired. You are no longer domestic slaves, but members of this family or the school.

I will implement this measure within the entire Gong family. How you choose is your own business. In short, I hope you can hold your chest high and no longer have to feel inferior."

The domestic slaves looked at each other again and again, but there was no big reaction.

Lin Mengya knew that this was a very difficult beginning.

After all, this has never happened before.

"Okay, little sister, let everyone think about it carefully. There is no need to rush at this moment. If you are not worried, everything will remain the same. However, you are always welcome to make your own choices."

Gong Si stood up and said gently.

In fact, he was the first to vote in favor of this matter.

During the years when the Gong family was in trouble, he also experienced many hardships.

I often feel that it would be better if one day everyone could look at personal abilities regardless of family background or family status.

However, what moved him the most was what his little sister said.

If you can't change others, then change yourself first.

I believe that in the future, more and more people will be inspired by them.

"Okay, okay, I've said it before, let's eat quickly. No matter how big or small we are today, we all have to have fun."

There was a hint of excitement on Gong Bin's face. After all, this was the best year the Gong family had experienced in recent years.

Lin Mengya hugged Ning'er, but her nose smelled a special fragrance, which seemed to be coming from outside.

After a while, several maids appeared at the door.

"Ancestor, Aunt An sent this to us, saying it was a piece of her heart."

The maid opened the lunch box in her hand, and the smell made Lin Mengya a little curious.

There were only some red bamboo shoots on the plate, but the smell only penetrated her nose.

"Isn't this the three-braised bamboo shoots from our hometown?"

Gong Wu is the youngest and has the sharpest nose.

Three braised bamboo shoots is a recipe from their hometown, because the ingredients inside have to be cooked three times.

, hence the name.

It tastes tender but not woody, with no residue or lumps, and is most tender and plump.

They have been here for so long, and they miss the taste of their hometown more and more.

After looking at Gong San's face, great-grandfather was about to ask someone to take this thing away when he heard Gong San say.

"Okay, let's put it on the table and let everyone have a taste." .??.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone felt relieved.

Lin Mengya secretly raised her eyebrows. Her third brother was not impressed by a plate of bamboo shoots.

Turning around to look, he saw Gong San's quiet face.

Could it be that she is overthinking?

"Since it's a family reunion, it's time to let her come over for a meal."

Great-grandfather is very gentle now. No matter how unhappy he was before, at least now, An Jiarong is taking the initiative to show his kindness.

As an elder, he cannot turn a blind eye.

Gong San didn't say anything, and the others couldn't say anything because they were so excited.

Unexpectedly, the maid said.

"My wife said that she wants to eat vegetarian food, so she won't disturb everyone's enjoyment. Now that we have delivered the dishes, it's time to go back."

Gong San snorted coldly, and his expression softened a lot.

Lin Mengya looked at the plate of bamboo shoots. There was nothing wrong with the food. The main problem was that this person was playing some tricks.

After the reunion dinner, the women at home were busy making dumplings in the kitchen.

They have a large family, and there are more than a dozen kinds of fillings. But after Lin Mengya put the baby to sleep, she took Jun'er to the kitchen.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Uncle Rong's daughter-in-law, Sister Gui, is in charge of the kitchen.

Sister-in-law Gui is tall and strong, and she looks like a capable and cheerful person.

She admired Lin Mengya very much, and therefore worked extra diligently.

"I'm just here to make some dumplings for His Highness. You guys are busy with your work. I'll just make them myself."

Lin Mengya smiled and walked to the chopping board alone.

Cooking is not difficult for her.

She has been an orphan for more than 20 years and has already developed good cooking skills.

It’s just that I haven’t done much in the past few years, so I don’t know if I’m unfamiliar with it.

Boil the green vegetables, squeeze out the juice with natural color, let it cool outside, and then add it to the noodles.

The ball of colorful dough was divided into several equal parts by her.

It was a bit unfamiliar at first, but then I became more and more proficient.

The older girls and younger wives who were helping in the kitchen all looked straight in the eyes.

"Ah, this is really

What a wonderful way. Why didn’t we think of it before?”
To be continued...