"Boss, here are two buns."

The sound as cold as water poured into the room with a biting cold wind, Chu Huaian shivered and woke up, and before the whole person came out of the nightmare, the headache hit overwhelmingly.

"Hiss~"

Chu Huai'an rubbed his head and gasped repeatedly, opening his mouth to ask someone to bring in some sobering soup, only to find that his throat was sore and hoarse.

Who the opened the window!

Angry in the bottom of my heart, I got up from the bed in a hurry.

Outside, it was already bright, and the windows were wide open, gently swaying with the cold winter wind.

With a hangover and a cold wind, Chu Huai'an's steps were unsteady, and he staggered to the window, and before his hand could touch the window, the person had already hit the window edge.

A banging sound alarmed the people outside, and a yellow bird-like cry came: "Master Hou, what's wrong with you?" ”

What's wrong? I'm going to fall to death, you shop just wait to close!

Chu Huai'an thought viciously, stood up against the window, and another gust of cold wind poured in, but it blew the chaos in his head clean.

It has snowed for three days in a row, and the weather is rare to clear today, and there is a white patch everywhere, and there are not many vendors on the street near the end of the year.

On the street below the window, there happened to be a breakfast shop, the high steamer drawer was steaming, and in front of the humble shop, a man stood quietly.

The man was wearing a black cloak and a black hat, and the hat was piled with a thin layer of snow and wrapped in the dust of the servants along the way.

Xu was attracted by Chu Huai'an's movement that had just hit the window edge, and the man was holding two steamed buns wrapped in oiled paper in one hand and looked back at this side.

Through the gauze, Chu Huai'an actually didn't see the person's appearance clearly, but felt that the body wrapped in the cloak was so petite that it made him a little itchy.

After looking at each other for a moment, a plain white hand picked off the hat, revealing a plain and beautiful face underneath.

In the morning light, between the ice sculptures and snow, only she stood quietly, her eyebrows stretched calmly, like a pear flower blooming in early spring.

"Hou Ye Gui'an!"

The man bowed elegantly, and the moment he bowed his head, Chu Huai'an saw a slender and white neck, which inexplicably reminded him of the sweet radish that was paid tribute in the northwest last year, and it must be crunchy when biting.

Su Li, five years ago, you returned the dowry of the master, how dare you come back!

Chu Huai'an gritted his teeth in his head, but his mouth could only make a sound the size of a mosquito, and Su Li didn't hear his angry scolding at all.

"Su Li still has to go home to say goodbye to the elders, and then go to the house to make amends to the Hou Ye in the future!"

After Su Li finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave, how could Chu Huai'an let her go like this, she was about to jump out of the window and be hugged by the people behind her.

"Come on, Hou Ye is going crazy and jumping off the building!" The yellow bird's throat was so frightened that it was sharp and piercing.

Sprinkle your uncle's drunken madness, get out of the way!

Chu Huai'an couldn't speak, so he could only lock on Su Li's back with his gaze.

Suddenly, a small dot wrapped like a ball pounced in front of Su Li, hugged her legs, and shouted softly and loudly: "Mother!" I'm going to starve! ”

Mother?

Chu Huai'an's eyes suddenly became fierce, and only then did he notice that Su Li had combed the woman's hair in a bun, her black and smooth hair was pinned with a simple wooden hairpin, and there was a small white flower on the top of her head.

In Yuanzhao Kingdom, wearing white flowers on his head is for the new funeral......

Shangshu Mansion retired the concubine of the Marquis of Xiaoyao, and after five years of evaporation from the world, she became a new widow and came back with a child!

Chu Huai'an choked with a mouthful of fishy sweetness in his throat, and only felt that a Sydney pear flower with a sharp branch pierced into his heart......