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Cangshan bears snow, and the floating life does not stop.

rode all the way to the small town at about four o'clock in the afternoon. originally thought it was an ordinary town, but I didn't expect that when I entered the small town, I subverted Zhu Ping'an's idea.

The street is a smooth stone road, with blue bricks and black tiles on both sides of the houses, flying eaves and corners, and the ancient style still exists. This town seems to have been infiltrated by the ancient rhyme of long poems for thousands of years, and there is a sense of historical heaviness.

The town is picturesque, but for Zhu Ping'an, who has been driving all day in the wind and snow, there is no appeal to a steaming bowl of noodle soup and warm quilts.

I got off the horse and found an inn, paid for the room, and the shopkeeper helped lead the dark horse to the backyard, and then moved the things on the horse's back to the room.

"This little brother, please send a bowl of mutton soup." Zhu Ping'an called the guy who was leaving, and asked him to make a bowl of hot mutton soup in the back kitchen.

"Mutton soup costs ten cents a bowl, if you add cakes, each cake will cost one penny." The shopkeeper turned around and promised.

A bowl of mutton soup costs ten cents, which is about two cents more expensive than in my own town, probably because today is a snowy day, and maybe there is also the reason why I am a foreigner.

"A bowl of mutton soup is fine, and the cake is not needed." Zhu Ping'an took out ten cents from his sleeve and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took the money and went out as promised. While Zhu Ping'an was tidying up the bed, the shopkeeper walked in with a bowl of steaming mutton soup, put it on the table, and then said goodbye and left.

The scalding, snow-white and sweet mutton soup is topped with green green onions, and the haggis and lamb are tumbling in the bowl. It's steaming hot and fragrant.

Zhu Ping'an couldn't wait to take out two of the cakes baked by his mother Chen from the baggage, break them and put them into the steaming mutton soup, and then put a piece in his mouth, instantly. The fragrance is infused throughout the body.

'The color is white like jade, the water and fat are blended, the texture is pure, fresh but not fat, fragrant but not greasy, rotten but not sticky'

Snowy winter. With such a bowl of mutton soup and oil cakes full of maternal love, don't be too happy.

Rushing on a snowy day, cold and tired, especially after eating enough. The sleepiness is even stronger. So, Zhu Ping'an simply took off his clothes and lay down on the bed and fell asleep, even the idea of taking a hot bath before was forgotten, he was too tired.

It is said that the weak scholar has no power to restrain the chicken, hehe, now that I think about it, this sentence is very wrong. But as far as entering Beijing to take the exam, scholars who go to Beijing to take the exam have to travel for half a year to get to the capital, and they can sleep in the open air. trekking through mountains and rivers, rushing for half a year, if the scholar is really weak. And how can it be done.

Not long after, Zhu Ping'an started snoring and fell asleep.

After the Li family in Shanghe Village, the red lanterns were still hung high, and the servants were doing their work in an orderly manner.

Towards evening, a neighing of horses sounded from the doorway. Wang Xiaoer, who went to deliver a letter to Zhu Ping'an, also entered the house.

Miss Li's boudoir has three braziers, and there are basins in the corner to replenish water. Even in the cold winter when the wind is tight and the snow is strong, the room is as warm and comfortable as spring.

Miss Li sat at the table and chair by the window. He was looking out the window with a lot of thoughts, as if he was waiting for someone.

The tables and chairs carved from good sandalwood are delicately carved with different patterns, and the delicate and gentle feeling of the daughter's family is flowing everywhere. On the table carved from sandalwood there are a few pieces of rice paper, and on the inkstone there are a few brushes, on which is a poem, the penmanship is delicate, and the ink has not dried:

"Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term memory, short-term lovesickness is infinite, I knew that it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning."

Suddenly, Miss Li's eyes lit up, and the little girl outside the window was trotting towards the boudoir with her skirt.

"Miss, Miss, Brother Wang is here."

A few seconds later, the little girl ran in panting, and as soon as she entered the door, she screamed and reported to her young lady.

"Come on, Miss, I'm a little hungry, you go to the back kitchen and ask the cook to make me a tofu crucian carp soup, the taste should be lighter today, I can't believe others." Well, before going to the back kitchen, call Wang Xiaoer to me. ”

Li Shu was calm, picked up the brush calmly, continued to write the poems he had not finished, and did not raise his head when he told the little girl with the bun.

"Well, I'll go." The little girl with the bun heard what the young lady meant to say that she trusted herself the most, and Le's little face was flushed, and she nodded again and again, and trotted out with her skirt in her arms.

After about five minutes, an old mother led Wang Xiaoer in, and after the old mother received it, she stood at the door. Wang Xiaoer's head was always low when he walked in, and he didn't dare to look up at anything in the young lady's boudoir, only looked at his toes, and stopped after walking three steps.

"Wang Xiaoer, what is his reaction?"

After Wang Xiaoer and the old mother entered the door, Li Shu stopped the brush and asked lightly, as if she didn't care, but her ears were supported.

"My uncle was a little surprised when he heard about the marriage contract." Wang Xiaoer replied with his head down.

Hearing this, Li Shu held a brush in her hand, and unconsciously stained the rice paper under her pen with a large cloud of ink.

"However, after the little one handed the marriage book to his uncle, the uncle read it, nodded and put it away." Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and replied.

Hearing Zhu Ping'an nodding and putting away the marriage book closely, Li Shu's eyebrows stretched, he didn't expect that nerd to put it close to him, and thought that he would come back to withdraw from the marriage with a hot brain.

"Did he say anything?" Li Shu asked with interest.

Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and recounted the question and answer between him and Zhu Ping'an to Li Shu.

After Li Shu heard this, she pursed her lips. This nerd is not afraid of being tired to death, there are horses, what are you doing in such a hurry!

"When I first met my uncle, my uncle was encountering a wild wolf" Wang Xiaoer paused and told Zhu Ping'an about the wolf.

"Huh? How is he? ”

Hearing this, Li Shu, who was still calm and relaxed, suddenly pressed the brush on the paper, and was surprised, her pretty face was full of worry.

After asking, the next second, Li Shu felt that his reaction was a little too aggressive, and since this Wang Xiaoer can report to himself like this here, it must be that nerd who is fine.

"It's really unlucky, I just got engaged and had an accident, and others didn't say anything about me."

So, Li Shu coughed, returned to his calm appearance, and found a step for himself in his mouth.

"My uncle didn't have anything to do, thanks to the young lady who asked the younger brother to deliver the letter, he arrived in time and stabbed the wolf to death with one shot." Wang Xiaoer put all the credit on Li Shu.

"Oh."

Li Shu let out a faint sigh.

The room was quiet for a moment, Wang Xiaoer lowered his head to look at his feet, and then heard his own young lady's command.

"Forget it, others in the province say that my life is hard, you don't go to my father's place this time, pack up and go north. Well, since that person wants to travel thousands of miles, you can protect it in secret, and if there is nothing to do, don't come forward. My father, I'll say it. ”

Li Shu crumpled the rice paper that was dyed with ink into a mess, threw it into a paper basket on the side, and gave a casual order.

"I'll go down and clean up." Wang Xiaoer bent down and bowed his head in reply, bending down and retreating out.

"Wait, did I buy the medicine I asked you to buy?"

When Wang Xiaoer pushed to the door, he suddenly heard a question from the eldest lady. (To be continued)