This year's winter seems to come earlier than in previous years, as early as the middle of December, the sky will fall goose feather snow, the next day will begin to cool down rapidly, Panshu Village families hurriedly put on their own quilts, go out to wrap themselves tightly, each family's grain was also harvested as early as last month, some of them rushed to the town to sell the grain into money, and some of them kept their own for emergencies.

"Amu!"

In the house, Xiaolan was wearing a large embroidered light blue cotton jacket that she hadn't worn for a long time last year, and shouted towards the room where Amu lived.

At this time, a strong man with thin clothes came out of the room, and saw the man leaning over and walking in front of Xiaolan with cold air.

Xiao Lan looked at his thin clothes, and then looked at his ears that were a little red from the cold, and felt a little distressed, and then, Xiao Lan said with a smile: "It's a little early in the snow this year, and I haven't come to make you a padded jacket yet, you come here, I'll measure the size for you." ”

As soon as Amu heard that Xiaolan was going to make clothes for herself, she stood upside down, Xiaolan couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw this, and then took a cloth ruler and began to measure Amu's body, hesitating that Amu's height was about a head taller than Xiaolan, so that she had to stand on her heels to measure.

Xiaolan and Amu were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing, Xiaolan blushed a little at this time, and then diverted from her words.

"Fortunately, this year's cotton harvest is still relatively good, and it will definitely be warm when it is made into a big cotton jacket. ”

Amu was also happy at this time and nodded hurriedly, thinking that Xiaolan was really good to him.

There was still goose feather snow outside, and there would be no idlers running to his house at this time, so Xiaolan was making a padded jacket in the hall, and Amu looked at Xiaolan quietly.

Xiaolan saw that Amu was still breathing, a little unbearable, and then put down the scissors and walked to the room, Amu was a little confused, but he didn't ask.

After a while, I saw Xiaolan come out with a wine jug and two glasses, and said to Amu with a smile: "Now, drink some wine and warm up." ”

Amu instinctively wanted to go up and get the wine when he saw it, but then stopped again and asked cautiously, "Didn't you let me drink it last time?"

Hearing his words, Xiaolan raised her eyebrows and said arrogantly: "If you are told to drink, you can only drink one pot, drinking too much will hurt your body." ”

Amu didn't think much about it, then took the wine jug, poured himself a glass, and then took a sip, the entrance was still a little spicy, but it was still acceptable compared to before.

Xiaolan saw that Amu was enjoying the wine very much, and then poured herself a glass, drank it, and choked as soon as she entered it, so she hurriedly pushed her cup to Amu, and picked up the scissors again depressedly and continued to make clothes.

"How's this wine?"

Amu replied casually: "It's delicious, much better than the village chief's house." Drinking and drinking, Amu immediately looked at Xiaolan suspiciously.

"Where did this wine come from, I haven't seen you go to town to buy anything in the past few days. ”

Xiaolan blushed suddenly, and after a while, two small dimples like flowers were revealed, but the work on her hands still did not stop.

"This is my father's wine, which has been stored since the day I was born, and I thought that no one would drink this wine there, so I might as well give it to you. ”

At this time, Xiaolan's hand suddenly stopped, turned her head to look at Amu, and said in a cautious whisper, "Do you want to know what this name is?"

Amu was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Does this wine still have a name?"

Xiaolan rolled her eyes, ignored the elm pimple, and said to herself.

"The name of the wine is ...... Daughter Red. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolan looked at him with her eyes, but saw that the man nodded, smacked his lips and continued to pour wine, Xiaolan couldn't help but be a little disappointed, this elm pimple didn't understand anything, and then the scissors in his hand became more and more forceful, as if the fabric was the person with a bad head.

Amu naturally didn't know the change in Xiaolan's mind, but he felt that his body was indeed much warmer when he drank it, thinking about it, and then poured down another glass, raised the wine glass, and Amu was stunned.

"Little Orchid......"

Xiaolan was shocked in her heart, and then she was a little looking forward to someone's words.

I saw that Amu was still looking at the wine glass and muttered, "Your father's winemaking skills are really good." ”

Xiaolan almost fainted angrily, looking at the elm pimple in front of her, the more angry she became, and then she put back the remaining half pot of wine, and said viciously: "Don't drink it, you are only allowed to drink three taels of wine a day in the future!"

Seeing that the wine was taken away by the arrogant girl in front of him, he looked at her with resentment, but what he received was a roll of the man's eyes.

Amu still didn't give up, and whispered: "Xiaolan, you and I have been in charge of me for two months, just like the daughter-in-law of the Wang family." ”

After saying this, Amu didn't know how much misunderstanding his words had caused to Xiaolan, so he saw Xiaolan pursing her lips, blushing like blood, looking at the man who wanted to talk about it, and then handed him the wine jug again with a snort, and ran into his house with the fabric in a panic.

Amu was a little stunned, but when he saw the wine on the table, he immediately drank it with a smile, thinking that Xiaolan was afraid of the daughter-in-law of the Wang family......

After the goose feather snow that day, there was light snow in the village from time to time, and the snow on the road was getting thicker and thicker, but on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the snow stopped, maybe God also had a holiday, so he also rested for a day.

People are busy tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve, during the day families burn paper money to remember their ancestors, and firecrackers will sound from time to time.

On this day, Amu and Xiaolan walked on the way to the mountain, still carrying food in their hands, and walked for a while before they came to the front of the two tombs.

Xiaolan put the food in the basket one by one, and then Xiaolan knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and then looked at Amu again.

"Come and bow down to my parents. ”

But at this time, Amu still didn't move, I don't know what he was thinking, Xiaolan was a little puzzled, stood up and looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Amu scratched his head in embarrassment and said embarrassedly: "I don't know, it's like someone told me that no one can kneel." ”

Xiaolan panicked, could it be that he was going to recover his memory?

Seeing Xiaolan looking down and not knowing what he was thinking, he thought that Xiaolan was angry, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Amu, did you say that you would leave me when you recover your memory in the future......?"

Amu was stunned for a while, and simply sat directly on the snow, looking at the sky in amazement, Xiaolan was a little more panicked at this time, and hurriedly sat with him, expecting him to say that sentence.

"I don't know, but I haven't recovered my memory yet, and I'll always be with Xiaolan!"

Amu grinned, Xiao Lan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she turned his head and looked at each other.

Xiaolan looked at his clear and deep eyes, paused for a while, and said seriously: "Let's get married!"

Hearing this, Amu was stunned, looked at Xiaolan's serious expression, suddenly trembled in his heart, and nodded slowly.

"Good!"

Hearing that she wanted to hear her own answer, Xiaolan suddenly burst into tears and threw herself directly into Amu's arms, and Amu also hugged her fiercely and laughed.

In this snow-white snowy scene, the birds are still looking for this food in the field, and everything is thriving.

The people in the village heard that Xiaolan was going to get married, and quickly put down the affairs at home, rushed over to congratulate, Xiaolan and Amu thanked each other, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, every household was lit with lanterns, Xiaolan was busy in the kitchen, and after a while, a large table of dishes was served, looking at this table full of dishes, Amu couldn't help but swallow a little saliva.

The wind outside the house was bleak, the two sat opposite each other in the house, Xiaolan took a pot of wine and poured him a glass, and also poured herself a glass, and the two clinked glasses gently.

Xiaolan endured the pungency of the wine and looked at the man in front of her and said, "Do you know why my father wants to make this wine." ”

Amu shook his head, thinking to himself that there was a reason for this wine?

Xiaolan was not annoyed, and said slowly: "This wine is called Daughter Hong, and it was drunk when I got married......

Amu was speechless for a moment, looked at the wine in a daze, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you have long had that mind for me." ”

Xiaolan was suddenly a little embarrassed, but pulled her neck and quibbled: "Nonsense, I didn't!"

After a pause, Xiaolan ate the dishes and pretended to be absent-minded and said, "I asked Uncle Li at the head of the village to calculate the days, and the eighth day of the new year is a good day, so we will be on that day...... Let's get married. ”

Amu stopped the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Xiaolan, Xiaolan was a little flustered, didn't he want to regret it?

"You can decide this, do what you like!"

Xiaolan was stunned, and then complained: "Why is everything done by me!"

Amu laughed again and said, "Oh?

"No way!"

Xiao Lan slapped the table anxiously, and suddenly revealed his true form, and looked at him viciously.

"If you repent, I, I will ......"

"And what will happen to you?" Amu still smiled strangely.

Xiaolan really couldn't think of it, not to mention what else he could do if he regretted it. Speechless, he drank several glasses of wine in a row, and his face suddenly turned even redder.

Finally, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was finally finished, at this time, the two of them each drank seven points, the red candlelight in the room was reflected on their faces, Xiaolan looked at Amu's face in confusion, her eyes were confused.

At this time, he couldn't help but walk to Amu's lap and sit, stroked his ribbed cheeks, and said softly: "If we get married, will you be good to me wholeheartedly!"

Amu also looked at her affectionately at this time, his charming eyes showed a little crystal, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaolan put her ruddy lips on his lips, and Amu also responded affectionately. Immediately afterwards, Amu directly picked up Xiaolan horizontally and slowly walked into the room......

The snow scene in winter is also unique at night, but compared to the pair of lovers, this snow scene is too much different.

The two were lying on the bed, looking at each other, their breathing became unconsciously short, Xiaolan stretched out her slender arm around Amu's neck and looked at him affectionately.

Amu held back the evil fire at this time, shook his head and said worriedly: "Xiaolan, we haven't married yet......"

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were gagged again.

"Don't talk, I do!"

At this time, Amu didn't hesitate anymore, slowly undressed herself, Xiaolan's eyes were misty, and she looked at the person in front of her who she wanted to entrust for life, without complaint or regret......

The fireworks of the Chinese New Year's Eve night suddenly burst out at a certain moment, and people all went out to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this year, but they didn't know that in the roar, there was a deep murmur in the house, like pain, like happiness......