However, sitting on Xiaobai is really stable and comfortable.

Xu Geng never thought in his life that one day he would ride a mighty snow wolf and run like the wind in the vast snowfield.

And the granddaughter Xu Hezi was screaming excitedly all the way.

The sky was snowing earlier than Xu Geng had expected.

The blizzards were blowing one after another, filling the sky in an instant, and Yang Jian had never seen real snow in his life, let alone such a big snowstorm.

Feng Xueda's eyes couldn't be opened, but he, like Xu Hezi, was still shouting excitedly all the way.

Especially Xu Hezi behind him, when he hugged himself tightly with both hands, he felt more comfortable and happy than ever.

As the saying goes, "When you see the house, you cry." ”

Although Yang Jian just saw the house in the distance as if it was not far away, in fact, the straight-line distance was at least ten miles away, plus the mountain road was rugged, with seven bends and eight turns, if you walked purely on your legs in the snowy sky, you would not be able to walk home in three or two hours.

However, because of Xiaobai, it is not tea time, and the house that was far away just now is now close in front of you.

It's just that when he saw the house in front of him, Yang Jian was still a little surprised.

Or maybe it's a loss.

This is because this large area of houses is nothing more than simple huts made of thatch, and they spread one after another, along the winding mountain road.

At the end of the thatched house, Yang Jian vaguely saw the shadow of what seemed to be a tall city wall.

Could it be Chang'an City over there?

Yang Jian muttered to herself.

"It's home!"

Xu Geng felt like he had a dream, and it seemed that he had returned to the front of the house in a blink of an eye.

"Brother, we're home!"

Xu Hezi was a little reluctant to slip down from Xiaobai's body, and stood firmly on the ground.

"Hmm-"

Yang Jian nodded vigorously, although he was a little disappointed, but this place is also a home, traveling through another world, having a place to shelter from the wind and rain is already a great happiness, he can't ask for too much.

"Jane, let's go in."

Xu Geng gently patted Yang Jian's shoulder from behind and greeted him warmly.

The layout of the house is also very simple.

It's a big room.

There is a window to the south.

The window ridge that was once pasted with paper has long since been broken into pieces, and it is blown by the cold wind outside, sizzling violently.

Leaning against the east wall is a kang made of mud and stones, with simple bedding and mats on it.

In the center of the room there is a table of eight immortals.

Two benches.

One of the legs seems to be missing a small section and looks a little dangling.

There are numerous small craters in the ground.

In the westernmost corner of the house there was a stove with a large iron pot piled up with wood and dried thatch, which was supposed to be used to light the fire, and a large water tank, made of pottery, which seemed to blend in with the color of the ground.

Other than that, there's nothing else to stand out for.

This should be the case with the four walls of the house, right?

Yang Jian thought to herself.

"The house is a little shabby, don't dislike it, brother."

Xu Hezi saw the loss in Yang Jian's eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter, having a home is already very good for my brother."

Yang Jian put away the loss, and his face was full of smiles.

What qualifications does he have to pick and choose now?

Where there is a family, there is home.

He now has a grandfather and a younger sister, which is already very happy.

Moreover, on the way back just now, Xu Hezi told him about his life experience, her parents robbed the corpse in the wilderness on the way she went out to sing when she was very young, and she lived with her grandfather.

And they worked all the way and finally came to Chang'an, but the rich and prosperous Chang'an did not bring them a rich life, and their life was still difficult.

There are too many folk artists who come here to make a living, and everyone can't afford to rent a house in Chang'an City, so they all get together and build one thatched shed after another as an expedient place to settle down, and the folk artists are very mobile, and they have gone one wave and one wave after another, and most of these thatched houses are ownerless houses left by their predecessors.

Just like the one they live in now, they don't know that it is the house left by the folk artist, they saw that no one lived in it, so they simply repaired it and lived there.

"Brother, you take a rest first, and I'll go cook food for you and grandpa."

Xu Hezi is young, but he is extremely sensible and capable.

"Will you make food?"

Yang Jian looked at Xu Hezi, who was no more than three feet tall, with a fair and beautiful face, and a pair of black eyes that were clear and charming.

When she grows up, she will definitely be a big beauty.

Yang Jian thought to herself.

Because Xu Hezi on TV is extremely beautiful, but she is now young, she shouldn't know that she will become popular in the world in the future, and she is deeply liked by the Tang Emperor, right?

"Of course, you wait, I'll go boil some hot water and noodles first."

After Xu Hezi finished speaking, he took a breath of hot air in the palms of his two hands, and then went to the water tank, because the weather was too cold, the water in the water tank had already formed thick ice.

Xu Hezi took out a wooden stick that had been prepared and knocked it the ice, but only a small crack was broken.

It's just too cold today.

The ice is too thick.

"I'll help you, Kazuko."

Yang Jian saw that the delicate Hezi was struggling, so he took the initiative to walk over, grabbed the wooden stick in Hezi's hand, and poked it towards the center of the ice pattern that had just been cracked by Xu Hezi.

The ice cracked in response.

A watery hole was revealed.

"Brother is so good!"

Xu Hezi applauded and cheered on the side.

"Hey, where's Xiaobai?"

Yang Jian turned around and suddenly found that Xiao Bai was gone, but he clearly remembered that Xiao Bai had originally entered the house with him.

"Xiaobai was in the house just now?"

Xu Hezi also saw it.

"Xiaobai?"

There was nothing in the house, and it could be seen at a glance, it was impossible for the behemoth Xiaobai to hide in any corner of the house without being seen, Yang Jian ran to the door and shouted at the empty snowfield.

But the wind and snow were continuous, and his voice was blown away by the strong wind before it could be fully heard.

"It's okay, Yang Jian, Xiaobai is a psychic beast, he won't get lost and go far, don't worry, maybe, it's just hungry, looking for something to eat, and I'll come back when I find it."

Xu Geng walked behind Yang Jian and comforted.

"Will it?"

Yang Jian is still a little worried, Xiaobai is just a snow wolf, should he just leave him quietly? After just half a day of getting along, Yang Jian already has a strong attachment to Xiaobai. Although he still doesn't know why Xiaobai stays by his side and why he is so close to him, he knows that Xiaobai must know the story of the former owner of his body.

Perhaps, one day, he will know this story too, right?

"Don't worry, brother, I think Xiaobai is smarter than us."

Xu Hezi answered in the house.

She's already scooping water and noodles.

The water was cold, and her white and tender little fingers were soon red.

"I'll help you, Kazuko."

Yang Jian thought about it, grandpa and sister were right, Xiaobai would not leave him like this.

"No need, brother, the water is too cold."

Xu Hezi declined Yang Jian's kindness.

"Then you're not cold, aren't you?"

Yang Jian stubbornly insisted on helping.

"That's it, Jian'er, you help Kazuko, make a fire, put water in the pot first, and heat it."

Xu Geng looked at the two lovely little dolls who were warm and helpful to each other, and his heart was also warm.

Poverty is not terrible.

The terrible thing is that there is no warmth.

"Okay—"

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he obediently walked to the stove and went to make a fire.

And to be honest, he doesn't know how to make noodles, he grew up in the south, and rarely eats pasta, let alone such a high-tech job as noodles.

However, what he didn't expect was that making a fire is also a difficult technical job!

The first level is that he can't ignite that flint at all!

Flint!!

When I used to watch TV, I saw the ancients use it, as if two stones were gently bumped, and then there were sparks, and then there was a fluffy thatch, why is it in his hands now, there is no spark at all?

And not to mention the spark, even the sparks were not seen.

Could it be that the way you open it yourself is wrong?

However, I was embarrassed to ask Xu Hezi next to me, if a girl younger than myself taught him to make flints, it would be too embarrassing, right?

He's someone's brother now!

The little brother who was just regarded as a little fairy!

Yang Jian was exhausted and his face was red by the end, but the flint still did not ignite the thatch.

"Come, I'll help you."

Xu Geng had been looking at the clumsy Yang Jian from the side, with a smile on his face, and he felt that Yang Jian's blushing little face was also very cute.

"Thank you, grandpa."

Yang Jian obediently let Xian.

But Xu Geng didn't know how to get his fingers, so he rubbed it gently, and the sparks suddenly sparked, and the fluffy grass was easily ignited!

Yang Jian looked at Xu Geng's operation and felt that it was incredible.

There's too much learning in this life, isn't it?

The fire has been lit.

The water began to bubble up.

Xu Hezi's face has also been reconciled.

All she did today was gnocchi.

Very simple.

The gnocchi tumbled in the boiling water a few times, then it was scooped up and put into a clay bowl, and Xu Hezi put a little soy sauce.

Other than that, there are no other condiments.

On the long bench hanging in the air, the three grandparents had a warm dinner together.

However, although the gnocchi tasted good, but, however, the amount was a little small, Yang Jian felt that the cracks in his stomach had not been filled, and the hunger seemed to be stronger than before.

Hey, how do you get through this long night?

Yang Jian's heart was also bottomless, and what made him even more sad and sad was that he had just secretly glanced at Xu Hezi's noodle jar and glanced at it, and Xu Hezi had just given everything he had in order to entertain him!

"Xiaobai is back!"

Just when Yang Jian's stomach was full of grievances, Xu Hezi suddenly screamed, and there was a huge surprise in it.

Yang Jian looked back, and sure enough, Xiao Bai was pushing open the door made of thatch by himself at the moment, and walked in calmly, Yang Jian looked at Xiao Bai, and the light in his eyes suddenly became sheng.

"It's good you're back, Xiaobai!"

Yang Jian quickly rushed to Xiaobai's side and laughed happily.