That night, Song Qian sat quietly in front of a wooden box for a long time.

The paint color of the wooden box is not too bright, and it has been preserved for a few years, or because it has been pressed to the bottom of the box, there is no chance of being damaged.

This box was handed over to him by his brother Song Yuan when Song Qian left home, and he also took his hand and said: "Second brother, it's a long way to Zhushan, if you are homesick, if you are not used to it, if you are short of anything, you can contact your brother, the box is filled with two hearts, you gently rub it three times, and my brother will know that you are looking for it." ”

Song Qian's face froze, and he wanted to withdraw his hand and not take the box, but his father's stern gaze and his mother's displeased gaze had already moved, and he endured a sour expression and accepted the box, but he never used it.

He knew that he was sent out of Minamino because of his eldest brother.

The two brothers are close in age, with the same father and mother, and in terms of talent, he is better than the elder brother, and there is a voice in the clan.

The person who wanted to help him be the head of the family, pretended to be accidental, met him a few times, said some specious and sowing discord, after Daddy and Aunt knew, they didn't ask him about the situation, didn't ask him what he thought, in order to protect the eldest brother's status from being shaken, in the name of going to school, he was directly thrown to Zhushan.

From the day he left Minamino, he was just himself.

Over the years, he has been bullied, excluded, and endured, without mentioning a word to his parents and brothers, whatever is sent at home, what he uses, even if he is short and does not take advantage of it, he will do it.

Today was the first time he wanted to open this wooden box and contact his eldest brother with two hearts.

Maybe it was because he had been stubborn for too long, when his hand touched the lid of the box, he was a little timid, and his fingers paused for a moment before he opened the box in an uproar, as if he had lost the courage to open the lid after a few more delays.

He pressed his thumb and fingertips lightly on the two hearts, rubbing them back and forth three times, but the two hearts did not change.

He was slightly stunned, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

For five years, he kept telling himself that he was just an insignificant person, no one would care, no one would look forward to it, and he would not be disappointed, but he did flash the disappointment just now, it turned out to be ...... Did he look forward to it too?

He lowered his eyes and reached for the lid of the box.

"Ah Qian, is that you?"

Song Yuan's voice came from the front.

Song Qian raised his head suddenly, staring wide-eyed at the three-inch-tall villain phantom suspended on his two hearts, the phantom's clothes were loosely dressed, his hair was still wet, and his cheeks were flushed.

The phantom smiled and said, "Big brother was just taking a bath, and he's late." We have grown taller and grown. ”

Song Qian's eyes were sour, and he quickly closed his eyes, with a wetness in his eyes that he couldn't ignore.

He thought that he had tempered his heart into an impregnable wall, but it turned out that all he needed was a sentence of "We Ah Qian", and all his defensive disguises were destroyed.

He reopened his eyes, his eyes were already calm, and he said in a polite and flat tone: "Big brother, I have something to ask you for help. ”

Song Yuan smiled kindly and gently, "Don't say 'begging' between brothers, my brother doesn't like to listen." ”

The five years of "no contact" seem to be withdrawn from life, and the present is directly connected with the year, and the strangeness does not exist, and the brother who feeds himself the cake is still in front of him.

Song Qian tightened the corner of his clothes, "I need an extremely cold thing, please help me, eldest brother." ”

Without asking why, Song Yuan nodded directly, "Okay." He looked to the side and asked silently, and someone next to him seemed to answer something, and he immediately smiled, "Brother will take you to see something else." ”

The villain on the two hearts ran quickly, the picture was a little shaky, Song Qian was dizzy and even wanted to vomit, but he didn't look away.

Song Yuan stopped in front of a carved wooden door, pushed the door lightly and entered, he handed the two hearts forward, and the two hearts were three inches high, and he replaced them with a fat baby less than an inch long.

A moment later, Song Yuan's face was close to the little baby, and he reappeared in Song Qian's sight.

He said: "This is our third brother, cute and cute, he has been more than three months, you can miss his washing three, full moon, 100 days, and then miss the first birthday, beware of biting you after he has teeth." He smiled slightly, "Come back, Daddy and Auntie, they miss you very much." ”

Song Qian turned his face away slightly, but he couldn't say anything if he refused.

After a while, he heard himself say, "Say it again." ”

Maybe it was the first time his younger brother begged him to do something, Song Yuan held back his strength, and the efficiency was extremely high, and a few days later, he told Song Qian that the things had been found, and they had been escorted to Zhushan by the general.

After another seven or eight days, the things were in Song Qian's hands.

Song Qian looked at the black and gold cloth bag in his hand, with doubts in his eyes.

The family general remembered Song Yuan's advice, and hurriedly said: "The thing is in the bag, it is a thousand-year-old cold jade, and it has given birth to chalcedony, the second son must not take it with his hands, beware of frostbite." ”

Song Qianbanban nodded squarely, opened the bag, and the cold air hit his face, and a layer of frost immediately condensed on his sideburns between his eyebrows.

He clenched the bag tightly, the distancing in his eyebrows diminished slightly, "Thank you brother on my behalf." ”

The family will be flattered, he thought that it was an honor for the cold second son to be able to look at him from beginning to end, who knew that the second son was still talking to him, and there was a little excitement in his tone that could not be concealed, "The subordinates will definitely live up to the trust." ”

Not long after the family was gone, Tu Shanling arrived, Song subconsciously hid the cold jade, Tu Shanling's mind didn't know where to float, and he didn't notice his small movements.

"Ah Ling. ”

Tu Shanling immediately came back to his senses, sat next to Song Qian, supported his chin with his hand, tilted his head, and looked at him with a smile, "I can't practice my handwriting well, can I write two less today?"

It's always been like this these days, as soon as she called her, she was full of vitality, and when she turned her head, she didn't belong, Song Qian knew that she must still be thinking about watching the snow scene, so she couldn't help but start praying that the first snow would fall early.

Winter came as scheduled, and Daozu took Tu Shanling directly with him for Tu Shanling's luck, and Tu Shanling had no chance to sneak down the mountain.

Song Qian secretly stood outside Daozu's residence and watched it a few times, compared to the bitterness and hatred, like Xue Jin, who was fined millions of taels of silver by Daozu, Tu Shanling's state can be said to be very good.

When Daozu lectured, whether she understood it or not, she listened, Daozu asked, she answered directly if she understood, and if she didn't understand, she memorized what Daozu said, so that Xue Jin had to be looked at by Daozu with an unclear gaze every time.

Tu Shanling is still only in the stage of taking a big class, and the content of the separate lecture is actually for Xue Jin, but Xue Jin can't answer, but she can answer a few words, you can imagine how difficult Xue Jin's life is as a comparison item.

And when Daozu didn't give lectures, she was more comfortable, she took the books on Daozu's bookshelf and read, and after everyone in the quiet room left, Song Qian secretly went in and took a look, and all she read were travelogues.

For a while, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

More than a month passed in his silent prayer for the snow to fall sooner, and on this day, a child probed into his ashram.

He packed up the books on several cases, took out the black and gold cloth bag, and walked out.

When the child saw him come out, he immediately said, "I am ......."

Song Qian's head bowed, "I know, let's go." ”

After he got the thousand-year-old cold jade, he found an opportunity to ask the vegetable farmer to help inquire about the news of the snow.

The disciple's residence is already the core of the Qingjing Terrace, and I also know that it is not easy for the food delivery person to come in, but it is just right for the child to deliver the words, and a five or six-year-old child, even if he is caught by the Qingjing Terrace attendant, will be reprimanded at most, and it is impossible to really be reprimanded.

When I arrived at the place, I saw that the vegetable farmers were looking forward to it.

Song Qian paid the money first, and then the vegetable farmer smiled and said: "It will start to snow on both sides of the strait this morning, and the son will go earlier, and the snow should not have melted." ”