When he stepped into the courtyard door and was about to close it, he saw Yinzhen's black boots stepping on the snow outside the threshold, and the hem of his robe was stained with some snow, like plum blossoms blooming one by one, but it was not the fragrance of cold plums.

He stood quietly outside looking at me through a crack in the door with his palms flat against the door, the sparse snowflakes on his black cloak getting denser, the blue fox fur collar against his cheeks covered with a layer of white, and the snow on his hat was on his eyebrows, glowing with ice crystals.

He pulled the bolt of the door and stepped aside, until the courtyard door was wide open, and then he withdrew his robe and strode steadily to the door, leaving behind a series of footprints that showed the original color of the ground.

I followed his footprints, stepping on the clean snow next to me, trying to walk out of the same frequency, and found that his steps seemed to be bigger than before.

Carrying the hem of his skirt to the door, he stomped the snow on his shoes, and looked at the two sets of footprints, which were basically the same. It's just that soon, new snowflakes fell on it, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before nothing could be seen.

Smiled and shook his head and turned around and went into the house, almost hitting Yinzhen, the snowflakes fell from his shoulders and sprinkled my face, and the clothes that had just been shaken clean were white again.

Xie Yu was making tea at the table, showing a smiling face from behind Yinzhen and glancing at me, I pretended not to see it, raised his hand and took off his hat and put it aside, when he untied the tie on the neckline, a coldness passed over his face, and he subconsciously shrank his neck before he could dodge his hand.

Does he have something to say? Even if he is born awkward, it is rare to see such a desire to talk.

Xie Yu seemed to want to go out to avoid this embarrassment, but because the master pretended to be a door god, he stood on the edge of the table with his head bowed and wiped it with a cloth, laughing silently.

Pushing Yinzhen into the inner room, secretly glancing at the explanation, the bad woman has already trotted all the way out of the door, and she can still quietly keep her feet in the dust, the older this woman gets, the more like a monkey spirit.

Pulled out his hand and quickly changed into a clean one in addition to a certain master's cloak, robe, and boots, grabbed the stove and teacup and stuffed it into his palm, only to feel that the familiar smell was all over the house, and people couldn't hide from it.

It turns out that it's easy to like a taste, and it's easier not to like it.

I covered my nose and walked around the room, opened all the doors and windows, and stood by the door to breathe hard, only to feel better.

"How?"

The familiar voice appeared behind him with the feeling of cunzài, and the smell that had just dispersed lingered around him, frowning, trying to hold his breath and endure it almost out of breath.

"It's okay, I didn't open the window for ventilation today, it smells. As I spoke, I covered my mouth and nose as a matter of course and resisted for a while.

Yin Zhen raised his eyebrows and sniffed twice very seriously, looking at my disgusted look with a puzzled expression.

Yongzhengye, who dares to love the famous, is a master with a sense of smell, or he pretends to be very realistic.

"Don't you smell it?" I said, looking at him as I pulled him out the door, "you can go back to your room first, or your study, wherever you go, you don't have to freeze here." ”

Yinzhen's expression changed a few times, but he was still serious, but his brows furrowed, and he was about to help me walk back to the house, when Hongwan jumped over from the snow and pounced on him.

"What are Ama and E-Niang doing? Not to mention that they are warm in the room on a cold day, they are not afraid of the wind and cold, and they will have to work hard to serve their children at that time. Wearing a light pink and silver-trimmed skirt, she giggled like a little rabbit and ran around the room, closed all the doors and windows, jumped directly on the soft couch and sat down, kicking her legs back and forth to look at us who were still standing at the door.

"Your mother said that there was a smell in the room, and she just opened it for ventilation. Yin Zhen shook his head helplessly, opened the door again, helped me back to the house, sat on the chair, and shook his head again when he looked at the red couple.

"Is there any?" Hongwan jumped off the soft couch, sniffed around like a puppy, stopped around the table and sniffed back and forth beside us, and finally leaned on Yinzhen as if he had no bones, smiled and bent his eyes, and whispered ambiguously, "Bang'er didn't smell anything, but there was a smell on Eniang and Amma." ”

I raised my sleeve and sniffed it carefully, but I didn't feel it.

Yinzhen didn't have the obvious movements like me, but lowered her head slightly, looking for her own taste in her daughter's mouth.

Hongwan looked at us and was still smiling, rubbed over from Yinzhen's side, grabbed my shoulder and put the tip of his nose against my face, sniffing and laughing, "E-niang is sweet, huh...... The fragrance of some flowers is very light, I can't tell what kind of flowers they are, some are like roses in our garden, and they are different, anyway, they are flowers. As for Amma...... It's a sandalwood scent, like a Buddhist hall, and Amma's study is also the same smell, and ......"

Yinzhen's expression changed from confusion to stunned, his brows furrowed even tighter, he glanced at me and turned his head to look at the closed window, his palms pinched on the armrests of the chair, clenched and relaxed.

Hongwan looked back and forth on us, as if he had suddenly reacted to something, covered his mouth and lifted the hem of his skirt and quietly flashed out of the room.

"Original...... It's me. Yin Zhen smiled sullenly, hearing that my heart trembled, and the indescribable sourness hurt a little from my heart.

Holding the teacup to his mouth, the hot temperature cannot be transmitted into the palm of his hand. Yu Guang saw him get up from the chair, as if he had moved a little to the side, and then moved a little, and put his fisted hands to his legs.

The navy blue robe swung in a half circle, and as I walked towards the door, I couldn't help but look up, and I couldn't tell what was in his eyes, and it seemed that there was nothing.

"You're tired too, sleep for a while, don't open the window, wait for Xie Yu to close the door...... I went to the study. ”

He's just gone? too self-aware, should he be praised for being empathetic and considerate!

The aroma in the air is still lingering, I don't smell the smell that belongs to me in the mouth of the red man, only the one that belongs to him, the person is gone, the breath is still there, faint, not dispersed for a long time.

The teacup slid down from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground, and the hot tea soaked the upper of the skirt and splashed on his hand, before he felt the temperature.

"Eniang, why did Ama leave......"

Hearing the sound of the red belt again, I was busy wiping my face with my sleeve, and I saw her squatting in front of me and screamed in surprise, and pulled a handkerchief and carefully wiped it on my face, "Why is E-Niang crying?

Hong Bang said that he stood up and was about to go out, I hurriedly reached out and grabbed her sleeve, inhaled and whispered, "No, you Ama has something to do, go to the study." ”

"It won't be because of Bang'er, I saw Ama leaving at the door just now, Bang'er just said a word, and Amari ignored me and left, as if he was very angry. ”

Looking at her confused little face, her mouth pouted very aggrieved, and she endured the discomfort in her heart and smiled hard, "No, you Ama loves you so much, where will I be angry with you, but it's you, it's true that he will be less angry in the future." ”

Hongwan listened to it and became heartless, pulled me to sit on the bed, and hummed happily.

When Hongli and Hongday came in with a cage and a crying little face, they happened to hear the cheerful singing of the second sister, and the tears rushed out of their eyes without warning, and they were so shocked that I couldn't stop them.

The motionless cage was the squirrel that Yinxiang gave to the two brothers in the summer, just like the brothers who coaxed Honghui and Hongwan back then, and there was nothing new. It's just that the children have no resistance to him, and they like it as if they were babies when they see small animals that only stuff their mouths with food.

"E-niang......" Hongtian held the cage high in front of my eyes, and tears couldn't stop falling, "It's dead." ”

Hongli slapped his palm on the top of Hongday's head, knocked off his red melon skin hat, the tears on his face were still flickering, and his eyes were already wide and he roared angrily: "You just died, your whole family is dead! It's a squirrel, it's a squirrel that's dead." Hongli's love was very excited, he almost jumped up from the ground, poked Hongday's little head at once, and added sonorously, "It's not the forehead, the mother, the death." ”

My head, dizzy, fully understands what it means to be a misguided person, and what it means to be self-inflicted and not to live. After a while, I have been told by them to die twice, and I have also affected my family in a house, and no one can survive.

Weakly sat back on the edge of the bed, pushing the red back, "Go, accompany them to bury the squirrel, don't cry here." I don't know what to do, such an evil nature, I will take you to the temple to burn incense and worship. ”

Hongtian grinned, stepped on the hat on the ground and pounced on me, the cage containing the dead squirrel dangled beside my face, tears were still flowing, and his eyes were full of happy laughter, "Really, okay, E-Niang will take us out to play, go now." ”

It's really three years old to see old, although now this son is five years old, this sentence is still in the expiration date. Crying and laughing like this, no wonder he grows up so optimistic, if he doesn't smoke in the future, I think it's strange.

Shaking his head, he carried him to the ground and put it away, Hongli rushed over and jumped on top of me again, and I couldn't support it, and I held his shoulders and lay on the bed. Hearing Hongtian's muffled snort, he sat up and watched the poor little guy fall on his feet in front of the bed, and the small cage made of thin wire was deformed.

Touching his forehead and sighing resentfully, Hongwan had already pulled Hongli to the ground, kept slapping on his buttocks, obviously lifting his hands heavily and lightly, and pretending to beat and scold: "Why are you so biao, you have to be uncomfortable, jump up so vigorously, and you are not afraid to throw Eniang." ”

Hongli giggled and didn't hide, let the second sister slap on his noble dragon fart, and nodded his head from time to time to reassure, "My brother knows it's wrong, second sister let's dissipate my anger, I won't dare next time." ”

Hongwan's eccentricity is like this, and I don't know what medicine Hongli gave her, the two of them didn't play well, but they were very involved, and they completely ignored Hongday, who was lying on his feet.

I picked up Hongtian and looked carefully, except for the palm of the hand that was broken by the cage, there was no other injury. Picked up the hat on the ground and put it on his head, raised his foot and kicked the unsympathetic sibling's ass, "Go, stay where it's cool, don't bother me here." Hongwan, pull your sixth brother, be careful not to fall. Hurry up and bury the squirrel. ”

After a few more urges, Hong Wancai pulled the collars of the two boys left and right and dragged them out of the door, and returned my room to a clean room.

What sadness, what sadness, being troubled by the three sisters and brothers, all gone.

Lying on the bed and tossing and turning, I found that I couldn't think of anything, only that Yinzhen was gone. Trying to calm down and think about it again, I still don't have a clue, but I think of the squirrel they brought in.

He sat up from the bed suddenly, grabbed his coat and ran out, putting on it as he ran.

The prince's mansion is big, and it's troublesome to find someone, and after turning around for most of the time, my hands and feet are almost unconscious, and I didn't find where to take the two stinky boys to bury the corpses.

"Looking for what?"

The sudden sound made my feet slip and almost hit the ground, but I barely stood still and took a deep breath, and turned to look at the man standing in front of the door. He didn't look very good, at least not as angry as Hong Wan said, and he looked ruddy and breathing smoothly, like my hands were red and panting from the cold.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, it was quiet, it was actually his territory. How did I find here, even if I gave Hong Wan ten guts, it would be impossible to do such a bad thing near her Amma's study.

"Looking for me?" Yinzhen's voice was not the same as when he left my room, not so depressed, as if he had relaxed a lot, and walked towards me after speaking.

"No, not looking for you. I waved my hand before saying that he had stopped, standing motionless in the shadow of the corner of the cloister, as if nodding, and his voice became low again, "Go back to the room and add some clothes." ”

"Okay, you're busy, I'm leaving. Without waiting for him to speak again, he lifted the hem of his skirt and turned to leave.

"Gao Wuyong, look at what Fujin is looking for, help find it. ”

"No, I'll find it myself. Gao Wuyong stopped between me and Yinzhen as if hesitating, but still walked towards me firmly. I hurriedly explained, "I really don't need to, I'm looking for Bang'er, I don't know where she took Hongli and Hongday to bury." ”

After saying that, not only Gao Wuyong was stunned, but I could feel that Yinzhen not far away was also stunned. Thinking back to what he just said, he couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly added, "It's not burying the two of them, it's the squirrel, the squirrel that Yinxiang sent them is dead." I asked Red to take the two of them to be buried, and just remembered that the squirrels might be hibernating, so I was in a hurry to find them, so I just didn't really kill them. ”

Yin Zhen came over and pulled me away, his hand wrapped around mine, as if there were ice thorns pierced on it, and after a while, he regained consciousness, and he could feel the heat of his palm.

Without looking around, I followed Yinzhen all the way to the small courtyard where Hongli was in class, and saw Hongwan squatting in the corner, with two small bodies next to her, and three heads together.

Yin Zhen pulled me behind them, glanced at me and turned to me, and shook his head regretfully, "It's already buried." ”

I squeezed between them without believing it, took the shovel in Hongli's hand and carefully peeled off the dirt on it, and almost threw it out when I saw the squirrel inside. It's just a burial, don't you want to be so cruel, your stomach is broken, and your head is still overflowing with blood, and the real flesh and blood are blurred.

Hongli picked up the shovel I threw on the ground and vigorously covered the soil, knocking it as he filled it, and picked up and dropped it like a kitchen knife, with skillful movements.

I can't bear to look at it anymore, and I can't bear to tell them that the squirrel may not be dead, and I can't bear to tell them that the real cause of their death may be that they were beaten to death by Hongli.

When I was about to walk out of the courtyard gate, Hongli ran over with a shovel, his little hand covered with dirt pulled on my sleeve, and he looked up with a look of admiration and flattery, "Eniang, the squirrel was buried by my son." ”

Yin Zhen covered his mouth and turned to look at the courtyard door, no matter how I looked at it, I felt that he seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't have the compassion that a layman should have.

Looking at Hongtian and Hongwan who were chasing after and standing behind Hongli, I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a smile, "Bury it well, I'll make you squirrel fish to eat at night." ”

The three children were not as happy as they were to hear that there was something to eat, and they probably remembered the tragic situation of the squirrel after his death, and they all pursed the corners of their mouths, and no one spoke again.