"If you have money, let's build a snowman!" Poking her head out of the quilt and looking at the light through the paper window, Sun Siyuan wanted to see the ice and snow world outside. In the past few days, she has been staying in the kang room, and she is not hypocritical to say that she is uncomfortable sleeping here, and she has to be urged by Zhao Youqian several times for dinner, not to mention doing housework.

"You get up first." Zhao Youqian handed the clothes to Sun Siyuan, Sun Siyuan took them and put them on his body, alas, the cotton jackets and cotton jackets were all balls.

"I have a gift for you." Zhao Youqian looked at the neatly dressed Sun Siyuan: "Just outside the door, let's go." ”

Gift? Sun Siyuan began to think crankily, what gift will I give if I have money? Oh, if I don't like it, should I pretend to like it, after all, I have a rich heart; If you like it, I'm going to be reserved and not make him too proud.

"Huh!" Looking at the scene outside the door, Sun Siyuan opened her mouth wide, gasped, and was stunned on the spot.

Beautiful, so beautiful! Sun Siyuan looked at the one-to-one life-size snow sculpture in front of her, and could see that this was a snow sculpture modeled after her body shape, but was she really so beautiful?

How can it be done so exquisitely? Sun Siyuan circled around the snow sculpture a few times, but it was still difficult to suppress the excitement in her heart. She has also seen the ice sculpture and snow sculpture exhibition in a certain province of China on TV, and those exquisite works always make her sigh at the wisdom of human beings, and see this snow sculpture with her own eyes, but it is more shocking than those professionally processed pictures!

Suddenly, Sun Siyuan remembered something, and looked at Zhao Youqian's hand suddenly, and sure enough, without gloves, his hand was already frozen red.

"Are you stupid and don't know how to wear gloves?" While accusing Zhao Youqian, he covered his warm hands in the palms of his hands, and his small hands wrapped his big hands and couldn't cover them at all. She rubbed Zhao Youqian's hands hard until they gradually warmed up.

Zhao Youqian didn't speak, and let Sun Siyuan move. At first, he wore the gloves that Sun Siyuan knitted for him, but later found that it affected his fingertip movements, so he took them off. Relying on his good health, he didn't take it seriously, and after the snow sculpture was completed, he found that his hands were frozen and unconscious.

After that, Sun Siyuan rolled two big snowballs on the ground, stacked them together, pinched his nose, eyes and mouth, used a branch as an arm, and made a fat big snowman, which was placed next to the snow sculpture made by Zhao Youqian: "Look, this is you." Sun Siyuan introduced it like this, Zhao Youqian looked at the snowman snow sculpture that was fat and thin, beautiful and ugly, and only hoped that he and Sun Siyuan could stand side by side like this for a lifetime.

Unfortunately, both the snowman and the snow sculpture later melted away when the weather warmed up.

From April to the twenty-first, the flavor of the New Year in the capital is getting stronger and stronger, and the cold weather can not stop the enthusiasm of the people, and the market is becoming more and more lively day by day.

"This is what the New Year looks like!" Dressed as a round ball, Sun Siyuan grabbed the corner of Zhao Youqian's clothes and walked around West Street. The New Year's goods have been purchased in advance, and shopping on West Street is purely for "shopping".

Spiced melon seeds have appeared in the capital, and the people of the capital have never eaten melon seeds, so they can enjoy the benefits of melon seeds at this time. Buy some fried goods for the New Year, bring some by the way, eat, than peanuts, walnuts, pecans, etc., more time-saving and energy-saving, and the taste is not bad, the most wonderful thing is that eat a quarter or two of an hour, not too full, such a small snack, how can it not be loved.

Sun Siyuan weighed three catties of melon seeds and prepared to go back and eat them slowly. Then I bought a lot of gadgets that can be used at home, such as new plates, new bowls, and new chopstick cages. People in Beijing love to use red paper to cut window flowers and paste them on paper windows, and Sun Siyuan didn't have that skillful hand, so he paid someone to cut a few pleasing words and flowers, birds, fish and insects, and prepared to post them on Chinese New Year's Eve morning.

Zhou Mimi, Miao Hanhang, and Ji Jiayin all sent New Year's goods to Sun Siyuan, and the gifts were exchanged, Sun Siyuan sent them vegetables produced in the space, which were better than the appearance and taste of Huangzhuang, and several people were knowledgeable, chasing Sun Siyuan and asking why the vegetables were so extraordinary, Sun Siyuan only said "little secret" slyly, and resolutely did not reveal more.

Zhao Youqian could vaguely guess the source of vegetables, although Sun Siyuan did not say his own space, but he read a lot of books, his imagination was rich, and he dared to think of things that ordinary people could not imagine. Sun Siyuan didn't disappear out of thin air in front of him once or twice, he knew but didn't say it, just waiting for Sun Siyuan to take the initiative to tell him.

The palace also rewarded a lot of New Year's gifts, Sun Siyuan had nothing to repay, so he gave the village housekeeper a volume of "Farming Strategy", which is about the production and use of farm tools, compared with the current farm tools in Xinxi Country, there is a little bit of improvement, however, a little bit of that is also an improvement, dedicated to the emperor, is it a heart?

A few years ago, the theaters in the capital were full, and Sun Siyuan bought two tickets for fun, and pulled Zhao Youqian in to listen to it. The theater can only accommodate about 200 people per show, and the ticket price is not low, but at this time, all the songs are about the reunion, and everyone is willing to pay for it, but all the tight "golden time" points have to buy tickets long in advance.

The largest theater in the capital was built by the emperor and the Cui family, with 800 main venues, and the houses were designed by famous architects, so that even if you sit in the last row, you can hear the voices of the people on the field. Sitting at the end, the viewing is not real, and the tickets are more expensive than those in ordinary theaters, but there are people who are willing to come in and listen to the play.

The opera of Xinxi Kingdom can be regarded as "a hundred flowers blooming", however, because the repertoire is too complicated, most of the operas are not proficient in learning arts, and there are many people who learn several types of dramas and earn money by rushing to the scene.

Therefore, the kind of opera masters who are famous in all directions rarely appear, and on the whole they are just mixed food. Danjiao relied on its youth and beauty to shine for a while, and soon it will be drowned in dust; Those who can really live in the Royal Theater are already considered famous singers.

In the twenty-eighth year, someone came to the palace and invited Zhao Youqian and his wife into the palace. It is considered a family banquet, but it is not only, officials with higher grades in the capital will be invited to bring their relatives into the palace for the banquet.

This time is different from the Queen Mother's birthday, the banquet is held in the Tiande Hall of Tian'en Palace, which is used several times a year, and it is a place where the royal family is grateful for God's kindness.

Under the leadership of the housekeeper Zhuang, Zhao Youqian and his wife chose an inconspicuous place to sit down before they arrived early or late, and after a few people around them greeted them, they chatted with people they knew.

"The Dragon Lord has arrived!" The servant let out a long shout, only making Sun Siyuan almost laugh out loud. Her family's rich title is "King Han", she thought it was funny enough, but she didn't expect that there was a dragon king? Who is this?

The old dragon king looked like he was in his fifties, entered the Tiande Palace, glanced around a few times, and saw Zhao Youqian and his wife, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards the two.

When the hundred officials saw him like this, they were already accustomed to it, and they recited a few times "Participate in the Dragon King", and then sat down one after another.

"Huh?" Seeing the old dragon king coming over, Sun Siyuan wondered, who is this? Is this coming for me?

Without waiting for the old dragon king to rush in front of him, Zhao Youqian pulled Sun Siyuan up: "I've seen Uncle Huang." "Huh? Eh, I've seen Uncle Huang! Sun Siyuan reacted half a beat slowly, and followed Zhao Youqian's words.