Half a year has passed, and now it is winter, Wan Niang and Bao Yue have put on thick winter jackets, Yu Wei is even more shrunk in the room and refused to come out, Wan Niang had to burn charcoal a few steps away from the bed, let Yu Wei not be so cold, Yu Wei was baked by the fire and her face was a little dry, let Bao Yue take a basin of water and put it under the window, the water evaporated and the air would be moister.

It was obviously noon, but the sky gradually darkened, Wan Niang went out to take a look and came back, and also stretched out her hand to bake charcoal: "It is estimated that it will snow a lot this year, the little lady is so afraid of the cold, next time I must take more charcoal and send it over." ”

In the evening, Youwei drank pumpkin polenta, a bowl of hot porridge drank and the body was really hot, Baoyue poured the soup woman into Youwei's quilt, Wanniang took Baoyue to retreat after blessing her body, they are also afraid of the cold, there are few things in the yard, as long as Youwei is served well, the rest is nothing to toss, not to mention that Youwei herself is a person who does not like to toss.

Youwei leaned on the pillow and watched the candle flame outside the bed burn unhurriedly, listening to the north wind howling outside, she was competing with the candle flame every night to see if the candle flame went out first or she fell asleep first, but the end was always she fell asleep first, and when she looked at the candlestick the next day, the candle also burned out, but she couldn't see the candle burned out with her own eyes.

was confused, her nose smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, Youwei was slightly surprised, and when she opened her eyes, a bright moon swayed in front of her, and then she looked at the person, it turned out to be a leaf mark that she hadn't seen for a long time!

Youwei was so happy, she threw herself directly into Ye Zhen's arms, Ye Zhen's clothes were still cold, it was estimated that she had just come in and was covered in wind and frost, Youwei couldn't help but tremble, Ye Zhen also felt that Youwei was afraid of cold when she returned to Youwei, and quickly distanced the two, and then wrapped Youwei tightly with a quilt, leaving a pair of eyes dripping and turning, Ye Zhen saw that her eyes were so clear, and she was in a much better mood, and couldn't help but smile.

Youwei watched the candle flame coat the edge of his face with a faint golden glow, if Ye Zhen didn't smile, it was like the person in the painting, once he smiled, he immediately felt very vivid and closer. Seeing Youwei like this, she couldn't help but be stupid, Ye Zhen stretched out his hand and waved it a few times in front of her, a little funny: "Do you like me as a person or my face?" ”

Youwei said without hesitation: "Of course it's you, but this face is yours, so I'll like it together by the way." “

Ye Zhen was a little helpless: "You really know how to talk." Saying that, she took out a paper bun from her arms, Youwei wanted to take it and open it, but Ye Zhen didn't give it to her, and said, "You are in bed, this thing is a little greasy, and it is not easy to wash it on the bed." ”

Youwei was even more curious, and saw that the leaf marks were opened layer by layer, and it turned out to be a piece of meat inside! Seven points of lean meat and three points of fat, the meat has been coated with seasonings, and some green onions have been sprinkled, Ye Zhen held this piece of meat, and said to Youwei: "The weather is cold, you also need to drink something to warm your stomach, mutton is hot, and it is particularly delicious to cook and make soup." ”

Youwei was a little stunned: "You are so caring, you don't need to find seasonings for this soup." ”

Ye Zhen was proud: "Look at me, you can bring that clay pot and quietly cook mutton soup for me, and I'll bring it to you!" ”

Youwei was even more moved: "The clay pot is in the small kitchen, the movement is smaller when you burn the fire, Wanniang's sleep is a little light, and it will be troublesome to wake up." ”

Ye Zhen nodded, and after going out quietly, he came over again after a while and said, "It's already cooked on the fire, and I can give you a drink in two hours." ”

Youwei gave him a pillow and sat down in it by herself: "Since you cook mutton soup for me, please pillow this." ”

Ye Zhen hesitated a little: "It's no longer appropriate for lonely men and widows to be in the same room, I am covered in dust, and it is not good to dirty your bed." ”

Youwei looked at his clothes and said with a smile: "It's not that you don't have nothing inside, just take off your coat." ”

Ye Zhen only thinks that she is a thirteen-year-old girl, she doesn't understand the difference between men and women, and she is embarrassed to take off her clothes in front of a little girl, where do you know that Youwei is a modern person's thinking, as long as she wears clothes, it doesn't matter what etiquette or not, if she goes to the vegetable market in a suit or goes to the Oscar in pajamas, it is not difficult to accept.

Youwei saw that he was embarrassed, knew that the ancients had many rules, and was grateful that he still adhered to etiquette when there were only two people, and immediately gave the steps: "Since you are afraid of soiling my bed, I don't force you, you can move the stool on the side of my desk to my bedside and talk to me, which is also very good." ”

Ye Zhen thought about it, then moved the stool, and then went out, and after a while, he actually carried a small stove, on which a clay pot was boiling, and in the other hand carried a vegetable basket, which contained radishes, green onions and ginger and other vegetables.

When Youwei saw it, she couldn't help laughing: "What a handsome vegetable seller!" ”

Ye Zhen didn't say anything, took out a dagger from behind his waist, the appearance was wrapped in black leather, and when the dagger was unsheathed, he didn't imagine the appearance of a flash of Chinese light, but it was low-key, the dagger body had a pattern, and I don't know if it was originally there or deliberately carved by the craftsman, in short, it didn't look like it could match the leaf mark, in Youwei's heart, only the ancient fame such as the cadre Mo Ye could match the leaf mark.

Ye Wei glanced at Youwei, and sure enough, he found that Youwei didn't react, this kid who looked at his face, he didn't speak, he came over and touched Youwei's head, Youwei was startled, and before she could react, Ye Zhen had already sat back in her position, her hand hanging in the air.

Ye Zhen said: "I didn't want to insult you just now, I just took your lost hair, take care of it." As soon as the hand hanging in the air was released, Youwei's long hair fluttered and fell, and when she passed the dagger, it was divided into two sections, not on the blade of the dagger as imagined!

Youwei's eyes really lit up, this is a good weapon! She can't take care of the cold, in ancient times, many crafts modern people are far from reaching, think about it is ironic, the conditions in ancient times were so backward, you can make weapons of the same level as ancient famous weapons, hey, I don't understand, now that I have the opportunity to take a closer look, how can she let it go!

Ye Zhen picked up a white radish, and used the dagger to peel it, the dagger was sharp, and the strength of Ye Zhen was properly handled, as if it was waving in the air, and soon a white radish was cut clean, and then Ye Zhen held the radish, just like a knife to cut the face, and the pieces of radish fell into the clay pot very accurately.

Youwei looked at him and couldn't help but read: "Big beads and small beads, drop the jade plate." ”

Ye Zhen couldn't help but laugh: "The poems are quite vivid, if Bai Juyi knew, he would definitely crawl out of the coffin to settle accounts with you, and they obviously described the pipa playing very well." “

Youwei raised her head and "cut": "If there is such a good sheep soup on a snowy night, such a beautiful man peeling radish, such a poem is used in this scene, it can be regarded as a really good poem!" ”