The so-called Snow Garden is just a larger courtyard, without the style of Jiang Qizhen's Sniffing Flower Pavilion, nor as elegant and atmospheric as Jiang Xiaoru's painting of the Plum Pavilion, nor as luxurious and infinite as Jiang Chang'an Changfeng Courtyard.

The Snow Garden is a small courtyard, and there are two old trees planted in the courtyard, these two trees have existed since Jiang Chang'an remembered, and now they are even more luxuriant.

The bright sunlight breaks through the gaps in the leaves and falls to the ground, and the dappled and rhythmic dance with the sound of the wind, the scene is unique.

Behind the courtyard is Fengyue Lake, which connects the entire Jiang family and finally flows into the Beihai.

In the courtyard stood a beautiful woman of about forty years old, dignified and generous.

If it weren't for the black hair coiled high, there would be no difference between a young woman and a young woman, and she must have been a famous Allure woman back then.

In sharp contrast to her anxiety was the middle-aged man lying on the Taishi chair in the courtyard, looking nonchalant, waving a paper fan in his hand.

The white fan was a little yellowed, but the ink on it was clearly visible, and he shook the wooden chair and gently hummed the limerick poem written on it:

"Everyone says that immortals are good, they don't eat dust and smoke and don't worry about old age, I laugh at immortals too boring, how can I be younger than frivolity......"

"Your son is coming back, are you not happy?" Si Xueyi was a little unhappy.

"Happy, happy, how can you not be happy?" Jiang Tiandao hurriedly stood up, and under Si Xueyi's gaze, he had to put away his lazy posture.

Si Xueyi wanted to say a few more words to him, when he heard a shout in front of the courtyard gate......

"Mother......" Jiang Chang'an shouted leisurely.

Si Xueyi looked at the emaciated figure, although he forcibly reminded himself, but his eyes were still hot suddenly, and he couldn't help crying.

Gently pulling Jiang Changan to his side, Si Xueyi shook his lips for a long time and burst out two words: "Lost weight......"

Jiang Changan shook his head, and at the same time, a sour pain rushed up to his throat, and it was extremely sore.

Even the middle-aged man put away his folding fan and looked at a few people with a slight smile, without saying a word.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Si Xueyi glared at Jiang Tiandao, pulled Jiang Changan to the pavilion and sat down, looking back and forth: "I have grown up, and I have changed." ”

The subordinates were busy one after another, and a stone table was full of dishes in a blink of an eye, not any delicacies from the mountains and seas, but a few simple home-cooked dishes.

"These are all made for you by your mother, and they are your favorite food. Si Xueyi noticed the tattered clothes on his body again, "Hurry up and change the clothes on your body before eating." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone held a purple dragon embroidered brocade robe.

"Mother, change ...... here Isn't it okay?" Jiang Changan said in embarrassment.

"What's so embarrassing, anyway, I changed my upper body for the time being, and then cleaned up after eating and going back to the shower. Quick, obedient. ”

Jiang Changan couldn't be stubborn and tore off the rags on his body.

Suddenly, his sturdy body was completely exposed, and he was like two people who were sick five years ago.

A few maids secretly raised their heads, glanced curiously, and quickly lowered their heads shyly, their faces seemed to be burning.

Si Xueyi walked behind him, Jiang Changan was suddenly stunned, and two hot tears fell on his shoulders.

Si Xueyi's strong appearance was shattered in an instant, and there were countless wounds on his chest and back.

The most terrifying thing is that a foot-long wound extends from the chest to the lower abdomen, although Jiang Changan's skin has undergone transformation, those centipede-like scars are still clearly visible.

Especially when he was hit by Gongsun Jian's sneak attack before, he left a scar the size of a bowl on his back, and other small scars can be seen everywhere.

It can almost be said that the face is complete. Even if Jiang Qizhen had seen it in the inn once, it was still inevitable to be shocked at this moment.

"Does it hurt?"

Si Xueyi forcibly suppressed the pain, but when he thought of the suffering he had suffered in the past five years, his heart was like a knife.

She would send people to find it every day, from Jiangfu to Jiangzhou, from Jiangzhou to all states, and then from each state to the entire Shenggu Shenzhou.

But Jiang Changan seemed to have evaporated from the world, and even Jiang Xiaoru didn't have any news about him.

Jiang Changan shook his head, Jiang Liqi, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally noticed Ruoruo beside Jiang Changan, and said, "Little girl, what's your name?"

Si Xueyi also reacted and asked, "Chang'an, is she ......?"

"Mother, her name is Ruoruo. ”

"Ruo Ruo ......" Si Xueyi looked at this innocent and cute little girl curiously, and she didn't know what to do.

Maybe it's because this eldest daughter always has a little regret for the lack of a little daughter's posture on weekdays, but now when I see this cautious and shy girl in front of me, I like it very much.

"Hello uncle. "Ruo Ruodao.

Jiang Tiandao, who was eating Haisai in front of a plate of scrambled eggs, was stunned for a moment, looked around, and then reacted, a little cramped for a while, and didn't know what to say.

Si Xueyi stepped on one of his feet fiercely, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and give a meeting gift!"

"Oh, oh. Jiang Liqi reacted at this time, and touched his whole body, but there was not a single valuable object.

With an embarrassed face, he took off the red jade pendant on the paper fan and handed it over.

An old face of vicissitudes of life smiled very brightly, and said: "If you are a girl, your uncle has nothing valuable, and you wear this pendant on your waist as a pendant on weekdays, but it has the effect of driving away ghosts, haha." Jiang Tiandao said half-jokingly.

As soon as a few people calmed down, who knew that Ruoruo looked at Jiang Chang'an, then at Si Xueyi, and remembered that she had just followed Jiang Changan to call Sister Jiang Qizhen, and suddenly said:

"Mother's ......"

Forehead!

The scene was silent for a while.

"Ruoruo, what did you call me just now?" Si Xueyi said excitedly.

The little girl thought that she had made a big mistake, and suddenly hugged Jiang Changan's arm, Jiang Changan was also shocked: "This ......" Jiang Qizhen's eyes were innocent, and she was clearly saying: "I didn't teach this." ”

"I don't need to explain, my mother understands. Si Xueyi's face turned out to be like this, and he took off the remaining jade bracelet in his left hand with a smile and put it on Ruo Ruohao's wrist. "It's okay, it's a matter of time. Haha, eat and eat ......"

Jiang Changan and Jiang Qizhen were indeed shocked, as if they had been beaten by others.

This jade bracelet was worn by Si Xueyi on his hand when they were born, which was a symbol of the prospective daughter-in-law. But there have been countless people who have squeezed their heads out of what they wanted

After chatting for two more hours, Si Xueyi used the excuse that she was a little tired, and dragged the little girl Ruoruo back to the room, called "chattering homely".

Jiang Changan then left the Snow Garden, and after changing and tidying up, he didn't go back to his room, but went straight to another place.

The Plum Pavilion stands in the center of Fengyue Lake.

The painting plum pavilion is just a red octagonal pavilion, but around the courtyard where a few people enter and exit, they are full of cold plums.

In the cold Jiangzhou, few flowers can bloom so beautifully, which is also one of the reasons why Jiang Xiaoru likes it so much.

Jiang Changan sat on the fishing platform next to the pavilion, holding on to a bamboo rod, catching a koi, and put it back because he felt bored, and he felt a little annoyed back and forth like this, and he didn't know how he was able to play like this for a day.

Jiang Xiaoru sat in the pavilion, with a handsome face, and even the two thick eyebrows were soft ripples, as if he had been smiling, curved like a flawless first quarter moon in the night sky, and his fair and sickly face set off his pale red lips.

On the bridge of the nose straight, the gaze is sharp and deep.

Jiang Changan was afraid to see this face, this face that was exactly the same as Jiang Lingfeng could always make his mind that he was trying to calm down with anger and grief.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoru was wearing a pure white robe, and in his memory, Jiang Lingfeng never wore white clothes, which was also Jiang Changan's stupid way to distinguish the twins at first.

Although it was already May, the weather in the extreme north was still a little cold, so he put on a snow-white robe, which should be called Wen Ru.

On a desk in front of him, with various colors of paint and ink on it, Jiang Xiaoru was concentrating on drawing on rice paper.

"You don't have anything to ask me?" Jiang Changan casually picked a stone bench and sat down and asked.

Jiang Xiaoru said, "What do you want me to ask?"

Jiang Chang'an said: "Also, your Jiang Tianshi's ears and eyes are all over Shenzhou, and you already know what you should know." ”