The next day, the sun was shining, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant...... Well, that's in the novel. In reality, Su Mo was really awakened by freezing.

February, it's not out yet, it's still winter. In addition, there is no mattress, and the body is only covered with a thin bed.

Su Mo slipped out of his nose, trembling all over, pulled the quilt over and wrapped it around his body, and then got off the ground.

There was no sound outside, and Su Hong didn't know where he had gone early in the morning. Su Mo walked around the house twice, moved a little, and when his body was a little warm, he put the quilt back into the house, pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, a cold air rushed to his face, and in an instant he blew away the hot air that he had just picked up.

The Spirit shuddered, and a series of sneezes went out. He rubbed his nose vigorously, rubbed his shoulders with both hands, and then took a deep breath.

In this ancient Ming Dynasty, the winter was many times colder than that of later generations, but the air quality was definitely countless times purer than that of later generations.

There was white gas spewing between the mouth and nose, looking around, but seeing the white mist, slowly drifting on the treetops and rooftops, like silky wisps, hazy and not like the world;

In the adjacent houses on the left, the sound of chickens and dogs barking can be heard from time to time, and the smoke curling from the roofs of all kinds is like an indifferent and quiet painting scroll, which makes Su Mo feel like he is painting around him and people in the painting, and his heart is happy for a while.

After a few strokes of his arms and legs, he began to jog in small steps in the courtyard. This body is too small and too weak, and proper exercise is a must.

Since you have come to this Ming Dynasty, you must live well and live happily. And all of this requires a good body. If you make a crossing and don't wear it to death, but you turn around and die of illness, Su Mo doesn't want to die of resignation.

After running seven or eight laps in a row, it was not until he was sweating all over his body and steaming hot above his head that Su Mo stopped panting. He turned around and took a basin from the corner of the house, and scooped water from the water tank to wash it.

There is no toothbrush toothpaste for brushing teeth in these days, but wealthy people have a special kind of tooth powder, which is dipped in willow branches to brush their teeth.

Ordinary people can't afford tooth powder, so they can only pinch some green salt with their fingers, put it in their mouths and wipe it around.

Just as he was tilting his head and rinsing his throat with a mouthful of cold water, when the courtyard door rang, Su Hong walked in with his hands in his hands and his sleeves folded.

When he looked up and saw Su Mo, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with joy, and he said happily: "Mo'er, are you very good? ”

Su Mo choked, grinning reluctantly, and was silent for a moment, before finally showing a smile on his face and saying, "Daddy......"

Su Hong was overjoyed, nodded again and again, and said, "Ha, I can speak, Chu Lao is really good, and he will not deceive me." ”

Su Mo rolled his eyes, buddy has excellent physical fitness, what about that ugly old man?

This guy is really cautious and has no conscience, and always holds a grudge against being scared when he opens his eyes, but he forgets that he hit someone with an old punch. It's just that seeing Su Hong happy at this time, it's not good to say much.

"Where did Daddy go this morning? Why are you wearing so little, don't get sick from the cold. The first call came out, and the psychological barrier was broken, and the words of greeting followed smoothly.

Su Hong couldn't help but be stunned, and then his eyes were a little red. The father and son have depended on each other for many years, and the son is very close to him, but he has always been a little silent, and today he responded to greetings like this, but it is the first time in the world.

Looking at the look of the past in his son's clear eyes, as well as the obvious concern on his immature face, he couldn't help but feel agitated and relieved for a while.

"Haha, stinky boy, how can Dad be so naïve, it's okay. As for where it went, it was a post house. What do you rely on when you talk in the teahouse every day, and it's not the newspaper of the day? If you don't find some fresh words every day, how can anyone come to listen? No one will listen, and it will affect the business, how can the shopkeeper be willing to share the money with me? Ah, by the way, come, come, come on, see what Daddy has brought back for you?"

Su Hong raised his head and smiled heartily, so as to hide his embarrassment, he took out a piece of tissue paper from his sleeve and shook it, then remembered something, laughed and pulled Su Mo to the house.

When he entered the house, under Su Mo's curious gaze, he carefully took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, put it on the table and opened it.

Su Mo was originally curious about the so-called Di Bao, but he just looked at Su Hong's mysterious and happy appearance, so he didn't say anything more. At this moment, I looked at it, but I saw three golden round cakes lying in the oiled paper bag.

"How about it, authentic sesame Liu baked cakes, which usually cost a lot of money or two. Today, I bargained for my father, and I only told him about Duan Di's report, and there was one more. Ha, come on, come on, eat it while it's hot, it's cold and crispy, but it's not beautiful. ”

Su Mo now somewhat understands this father's temperament. On weekdays, he mostly calls himself father, but once he calls himself "father", if it is not a formal occasion or a serious topic, it is most likely when he is proud.

As for this moment, seeing this "father" with a short beard in his hands and a smile in his eyes, how can he not know his thoughts?

It was also funny at the moment, and he reached out and took two of them with a dazzled smile, stuffed one hand into his mouth, and handed it to Su Hong with the other hand, and said flatteringly: "Ha, who is Dad, that is the child's father, the top spot of Dr. Tea in Wuqing County." Three, you have to have three! Eat, daddy eats too. ”

Su Hong won his son's praise, and his face was even more red. Just looking at the baked cakes handed over by his son, his eyes must be beaded, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, then looked away, shook his head and smiled: "You eat, you eat, this early in the morning, Dad will start talking later, eat this too dry, eat some soup is the best." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked to the stove, added two scoops of water to the pot, grabbed a handful of dark green leaves from the crockpot next to him, thought about it and put some back, leaving only four or five pieces and throwing them into the pot, then he closed the lid and squatted down to start a fire.

Su Mo froze in place, still biting a piece of baked cake in his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it. The heart is like turning over the river and the sea, and the scene I secretly saw last night came to my mind again, and I only felt that my nose was sour for a while, and the baked cakes in my mouth lost all the sweet taste.

After a long sound, he swallowed the baked cake in his mouth, and then wrapped the remaining half of the baked cake into an oiled paper bag again along with the two, took it and put it on the pot table to warm it, squatted beside Su Hong, snatched the burning stick in Su Hong's hand, and added fire to the bottom of the stove silently.

Su Hong was stunned, and before he was about to ask, Su Mo smiled first: "The child is not hungry yet, and he will wait for his father to eat together." ”

Su Hong's lips squirmed a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.

"Daddy tell me about your ...... Well, talk in the teahouse. What do you have to say? How do you say it?"

"Well, it's nothing, it's just some news in the newspaper. The imperial court released some current affairs to the world, and the people were ignorant, so we readers need to interpret and tell them. In addition, there are some good poems, or some interesting scripts, etc., to delight the guests......"

"Oh, how much does Daddy get a day? Well, I mean how much money do you get?"

"This ...... Most of them are seven or eight texts, and when they are few, they are two or three texts. ”

"So little?"

"Uh...... Ahem, actually...... Ahem, actually quite a bit. Every day, the shopkeeper has to send a pot of tea, and there are some snacks from time to time, which add up to a few cents. ”

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes. Daddy talks about current affairs every day, and he can be regarded as familiar with state affairs, and this alone is not something that can be measured by money, hehe......"

Today, the newspaper said that now that the prince is out of the cabinet, the emperor has added Mr. Xiya's title of prince Shaobao, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, specifically to teach the prince. Mr. Xiya is a great Confucian in the world, and the prince has to be his teacher, and he will be a Ming Jun in the future. ”

"Hmm, the prince, but the prince of the thick photo...... Well, Mingjun, it has to be Mingjun. ”

"Of course, it is the Ming Jun, who is now generous and benevolent, diligent in government and loves the people, how can the heirs of his old man be bad? Besides, not to mention the teaching of such a famous teacher as Mr. Xiya, which of the cabinet elders is not a peerless celebrity? For example, Mr. Qianzhai, Mr. Han'an, and Mr. Muzhai, with their assistance, can they still be sent away? The newspaper said that the emperor has added Mr. Qianzhai as a young master, and the crown prince and the prince and the prince are also scholars of the Huagai Palace, what a glory this is. My generation of scholars, it should be like this. It's a pity that I heard that Mr. Qianzhai has a serious eye disease, which is quite a pity. ”

“……”

In the early morning of winter, the father and son huddled under the stove, talking and talking, just getting along. Although Su Hong spoke freely and sighed with emotion, although Su Mo couldn't figure out who the gentleman was, he also listened to it with relish.

At this moment, the firewood under the stove is beeping, burning happily, the pot is gradually steaming, the fire light and water mist are intertwined, and the hut looks very warm, and the winter will be dispersed cleanly, and there is no coldness......

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