Chapter 80: It always feels like it's not that simple

Since those two days, Wei Lai took advantage of the good weather to send New Year's gifts to each family, and they were busy putting the Spring Festival and other things in order, but the weather suddenly cooled down in the next few days, and the heavy snow fell until Chinese New Year's Eve.

The town of Changning is located in the south, although the winter is always wet and cold, but it is rare to have such heavy snowfall. Maybe it's nothing for Wei Lai, who came back from the Northland, to fall as much as snow, but according to Aunt Wei, she hasn't seen such a big snow in the past few decades.

It's also a shame that the dishes needed for the New Year have been taken care of a few days ago, otherwise I am afraid that there will be trouble if such weather comes again.

So in the next few days, several members of the Wei family did not go out again, and they nested at home to avoid the cold with peace of mind, and Wei Lai took the opportunity to pester He Zhi to teach her to practice calligraphy.

It's a pity that General Xiao Wei's talent seems to have been exhausted in the past few years, whether it is riding and archery martial arts or marching and fighting, she can be said to be a talented and talented person. But for reading and writing, she really has no talent, even if Miss He has patiently taught her hand by hand, the progress is not much.

Xi Qiu watched it for a few days, and almost felt that General Xiao Wei did it on purpose. deliberately wrote the words in a mess so that her young lady could teach them hand-in-hand, and then deliberately progressed slowly to lengthen the teaching time, and took the opportunity to eat her young lady's tofu!

Wei Lai looked at Xi Qiu's increasingly weird gaze, and he didn't have to guess to know what the little girl was thinking. She was a little embarrassed, but it was really not as easy for her to practice writing as it was to practice martial arts with a knife, not to mention......

"Don't use so much force in your hands, don't be so tight in your arms...... Why can't I change it after practicing for a few days?! He Zhi stood behind Wei Lai, leaned over and held Wei Lai's hand to help her adjust her posture, almost holding Wei Lai in her arms, and her attitude was serious enough, making it difficult for others to be a little ambiguous.

Of course, this bystander does not include Wei Lai.

At this moment, Wei Lai's back was straight, and the whole person was tense - even if the winter clothes were heavy, even if Miss He's attitude was upright and serious, but the delicate body clinging to her back, the soft wattles on her hands, and the soft voice and slight breath that came from time to time in her ears at that time all made her have to be distracted, and her ears gradually turned red.

"The pen is breaking!" He Zhi didn't seem to know Wei Lai's nervousness, frowned slightly and patted Wei Lai's hand that was holding the pen tightly: "Let go." ”

Wei Lai obediently put down the brush that he had been lucky to save in his hand, and felt that the strength of the slight leaning behind him receded, and his heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his body relaxed a lot. And after this relaxation, she realized that in the cold winter day of heavy snowfall, she actually sweated the clothes behind her!

So, why did she impulsively invite Miss He to teach her how to practice calligraphy? It's self-inflicted...... Although she doesn't really hate to suffer like this......

Well, from a certain point of view, the little girl Xi Qiu is not wronged her.

He Zhi stood behind Wei Lai after straightening up, and naturally did not turn a blind eye to Wei Lai's obviously relaxed posture. So those beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and in the angle that General Xiao Wei couldn't see, Miss He hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, and there seemed to be some playfulness in her eyes.

It's just that that expression only lasted for a short moment, and when Wei Lai turned back with a sad face, she had already retracted, and she still looked at Wei Lai with a smile and soft eyes: "What's wrong?" Why is Alai worried? ”

General Xiao Wei naturally didn't notice anything wrong, she asked He Zhi with a bitter face: "Jin Rui, do you think I'm stupid?" It's just practicing calligraphy, and I can't do it well. She didn't dare say she was absent-minded.

He Zhi didn't blame Wei Lai, but comforted her: "Even if you practice calligraphy, you also need talent, otherwise wouldn't everyone be able to become everyone?" Ah Lai is just not talented, but diligence can make up for his clumsiness, and it is always beneficial to practice more. ”

Wei Lai nodded after hearing this, feeling that what Miss He said made sense. It's just that she looked back at the pen and ink on the table, and then looked up at He Zhi standing next to her, and always felt that things were not so simple......

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Wandering, the time is Chinese New Year's Eve, and Wei Lai's characters still have not grown.

Early in the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, when the sky was still dark, the first person to open the door in the Wei family's small courtyard was still Wei Lai.

As soon as the door opened, a chill suddenly hit my face. Even though Wei Lai was already accustomed to it in Beizhou and was not afraid of the cold, he couldn't help but shrink his neck at this time, and almost wanted to turn his head and crawl back into the warm quilt.

The exhaled breath condensed into a white mist in the air, adding a bit of chill for no reason. Wei Lai raised his eyes and looked out the door, and as expected, there was a snow-white world. The snowflakes fluttered in mid-air, as if they never stopped.

At that moment, she almost had the illusion that she was still in Northstate.

However, it was an illusion after all, and at the moment she was not in Beizhou, but at home in Changning Town. There was no trumpet company camp here, only a peaceful and peaceful courtyard, and in the two rooms next to her, one lived her most important mother, and the other lived the woman who made her heart move.

Just thinking about it like this, my heart is warm, and I don't feel like an eyesore when I look at the thick layer of snow.

The snow has indeed fallen too much in the past few days, at least in Wei Lai's memory, the snow in Changning Town has never been so thick. The snow I saw this morning began to fall yesterday evening, and it was not big at first, but it seemed to have been entangled all night, but now it is even bigger, and the snow in the courtyard is also calf high.

This snow cover is not as deep as the waist-deep snow in North State, but it is extremely rare in the relatively warm south.

Wei Lai stood in front of the door and stared at the snow-white in the courtyard for a while, and he always had a bad premonition in his heart - such a heavy snow may not be anything in Beizhou, but in the south, it can probably be regarded as a snow disaster.

Such a thought came out faintly, but it was suppressed by Wei Lai in an instant. She doesn't know elsewhere, but Changning Town hasn't been affected by the heavy snow for the time being, maybe the snow disaster or something, it's also her worrying, right?

Thinking that today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Wei Lai doesn't want to think about those messy things and spoil his mood. She picked up the shovel standing outside the door and began to shovel snow, all the way from the door of her house to the kitchen door, and from the kitchen to the front of Aunt Wei and He Zhi's house, and gradually shoveled out a black path connecting all places in the entire snow-white courtyard.

There was still a lot of snow in the courtyard, but the sky was getting brighter.

A "squeak" sounded, and Wei Lai, who was still buried in shoveling snow, looked up, but it was Aunt Wei who opened the door and walked out.

"Mother, why do you get up so early? It's so cold, you should get a little more sleep. Wei Lai looked up at the sky and felt that it was still a little early, and Aunt Wei really didn't need to get up so early.

Mrs. Wei looked at her but smiled: "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, there are many things, where is it early." As he spoke, he looked at the path in the courtyard that was shoveled out by Wei Lai, and then said: "You can walk in the courtyard, don't waste your strength, I'll go and boil some hot water for you." ”

Without waiting for Wei Lai to say anything, Aunt Wei went straight to the kitchen, and her legs and feet were completely incomparable to when Wei Lai first came back. The so-called "people are in good spirits when they are happy", which is probably the case.

It's just that after a while, Aunt Wei came out with a wooden bucket again, and her expression was a little helpless: "Ah Lai, go to the well to fetch buckets of water, and the water tanks are frozen!" ”

Wei Lai was also stunned when he heard this, obviously he had never encountered such a thing at home. But she didn't think much about it, and after answering, she took the bucket and went to the well to fetch water, and she couldn't help but be glad that she came back in time for the year, otherwise this year's weather, Aunt Wei didn't know how difficult it was, maybe even the hot water would be difficult to drink.

After dawn, it was only a moment of effort, and the entire Changning Town seemed to come to life, and the Wei family's neighbors gradually heard the voices of people, and the atmosphere of Chinese New Year's Eve gradually spread......