After the two chatted for a while, Yue Fei also rushed over.
"My lord, these are a few clothes my mother prepared for the child. She selected the finest white cotton fabric, which can be softened by beating with a mallet. Please do not dislike them!"
On New Year's Eve, it was improper to visit empty-handed. In addition to preparing some ordinary gifts, Yue Fei also specially brought out a few small clothes made by his mother.
"How could I dislike them? This is exactly what we need at this time!"
After receiving the clothes handed over by Yue Fei, Han Mo's face immediately showed a look of joy.
Although these items were not worth much, Han Mo was very touched by the thought behind them.
The so-called white cotton fabric was cotton cloth in later generations. Although the craftsmanship at this time could not compare with that of later generations, after softening it with a wash mallet, the feel was indeed like silk, incomparable.
It was perfect for making close-fitting clothes for children.
Moreover, these few clothes clearly showed great effort. Both the embroidery on them and the workmanship of the clothes were absolutely top-notch.
"It seems your mother put a lot of effort into this. Please thank her properly for me when you go back!"
Seeing that Han Mo liked them, Yue Fei felt a sense of relief.
"By the way, are my uncle and aunt getting used to living outside the city? I've been so busy that I forgot to ask you. Is the new bride accustomed to this place?"
"What's there not to get used to? Compared to life in Hebei, life here is so much better!"
Hearing Han Mo say this, Yue Fei rarely blushed and lowered his head.
"It's good that you're accustomed to it. I originally intended to officiate your wedding myself, and I had already prepared the gifts, but I didn't expect to leave so suddenly! Since you're here today, please take the wedding gift back to the bride when you go back later!"
"My lord, Madam has already given the gift. My mother is still feeling a bit uneasy..."
Hearing Han Mo say this, Yue Fei quickly stood up and said to Han Mo.
"Alright, alright, don't say such things. Madam is Madam, and I am me. Besides, these things are not for you. This is to add to the dowry for the bride. She came to you from afar, you cannot mistreat her!"
Although according to historical records, Yue Fei's marriage did not last long, it was partly due to war and partly due to financial hardship.
The Yue family's living conditions were not good, and Yue Fei himself was often away fighting battles. Even the provisions for the soldiers in the barracks were not always guaranteed, let alone for ordinary civilian families.
With a woman managing everything, it was not strange that they could not make ends meet.
But now, things were completely different. Although Northerners might have some difficulty adapting to the South, no matter how bad Mingzhou was, at least it would not suffer from war!
Moreover, Han Mo had prepared a considerable fortune for them. Even without Yue Fei's military pay, the Yue family could live their lives peacefully.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Since Han Mo had said so, Yue Fei could only cup his hands in thanks to Han Mo.
"Alright, it's New Year's Eve, and we're not at the yamen. You keep calling me 'my lord,' and it makes me feel old! We're about the same age. How about this, why don't you call me 'big brother' like him?"
Although Han Shizhong was indeed a little older than Han Mo, he had married Liang Hongyu.
"This..."
"Big brother has already said so, Pengju, you shouldn't be so shy!" Han Shizhong said with a smile, seeing Yue Fei looking hesitant.
He had also felt a little embarrassed at first, but now he was used to it.
Although Han Mo was younger than him, his strategic thinking and methods far surpassed his own.
He didn't know what others thought, but Han Shizhong himself admired Han Mo immensely.
"Big brother, please accept this bow from your younger brother!"
Since Han Shizhong had said so, Yue Fei could no longer refuse and generously stood up, bowing to Han Mo again.
"Hahahaha, that's more like it! Go ask the kitchen if the banquet is ready!"
Seeing the still-youthful Yue Fei at this moment, Han Mo felt extremely happy.
"Yes!"
After the banquet was prepared, the three of them took their seats. Although there was no music or dance, it made the atmosphere of their meal more relaxed.
Han Mo, having come from the future, was not entirely proficient in table manners, but he was much better than the inexperienced Han Shizhong and Yue Fei.
Under his deliberate guidance, the atmosphere at the banquet became increasingly relaxed.
The drinking session lasted for a very long time. At first, Yue Fei felt a little awkward calling him "big brother."
As the alcohol took effect, he had no more reservations, and calling him "big brother" became more and more natural!
The banquet lasted from noon until evening. When Yue Fei and Han Shizhong, both tipsy, left, after drinking several bowls of hangover soup, Han Mo specifically washed up, put a piece of clove in his mouth, and then returned to his room.
"Didn't you drink with them all afternoon? Why isn't there any smell of alcohol on you?"
As soon as Han Mo sat down, Zhe Yourong couldn't help but lean over, grab Han Mo's clothes, and sniff him from head to toe.
"I was afraid of offending you! I specifically wrote three times and changed into a new set of clothes before coming into the room!"
Looking at Zhe Yourong's beautiful and captivating face in the lamplight, which was a great pleasure in life, Han Mo couldn't help but embrace her.
"Mama instructed me not to..."
Before Zhe Yourong could finish speaking, Han Mo had already lowered his head and kissed her...
"Husband..."
Hearing Han Mo's strong heartbeat, Zhe Yourong managed to push Han Mo away.
"Husband, why don't you take Chun Tao in..."
Rubbing her flushed cheek, Zhe Yourong suddenly looked up and said earnestly to Han Mo.
"What are you talking about! You are still pregnant. If I were to do that..."
"What's so strange about that? What affluent family doesn't have seven or eight concubines? Chun Tao has been loyal to you and by your side for so many years. Shouldn't she be given a title? Besides, she'll be eighteen before you know it. How long are you going to drag this out?"