There was a heavy aura in the entire Weiyuan Marquis Mansion.

Chun Yurui came down from Hongfu Temple, facing the increasingly heavy snow, and his face became deeply worried.

After entering the city gate, Chun Yurui walked along the long street for a while, and then turned the horse's head and walked in the direction of the south of the city.

The further south you go, the more ordinary bungalows there are.

In a courtyard sandwiched between several houses, the snow fell like goose feathers.

The snow soon covered the yard with a thick white carpet.

A slender woman was wearing a thick cotton jacket with her head bowed, clearing the snow in the courtyard with a wooden shovel.

The woman seemed to be struggling, her hands were blistering, and fine beads of sweat were on her forehead.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door with a "buckle buckle".

"Who?"

The woman raised her head vigilantly and asked in a low voice.

If anyone saw this woman at this moment, they would be surprised by her appearance.

is exactly the same as Du Bingxin and Princess Yongjia back then, and there is almost no difference, except that her figure is a little slender.

This person is the woman who was rescued by Chun Yurui on the street that day, Xiaolian.

However, Xiaolian is not called this name, it is the name given by the old bustard of the Qinglou, and her real name is Lu Xiaoqian.

It was the name given by her mother, saying that Xiaoqian was born white and beautiful, just like the people in the painting, and it happened that at that time, the storyteller in a nearby teahouse was telling the story of a ladyboy falling in love, and the beautiful woman in the story was called Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian's father disagreed, and said impatiently that she could use the name of a goblin, but Xiaoqian's mother thought that this name was good.

Besides, even if it's what's wrong with the goblin, the goblin Xiaoqian in the storyteller's mouth is also a strange woman with affection and righteousness.

Speaking of which, when Xiaoqian spoke out, her father and mother were also full of joy.

It's just that later the family suffered, and the mother injured her body in order to give birth to her younger brother and couldn't work, and all the burden of the family fell on Xiaoqian's father.

Later, she was cheated out of money by the old bustard, and they had no choice but to sell her to Qinglou.

Sometimes when I think about it, Xiaoqian doesn't blame them, I just wish that I was a woman, and I couldn't help myself.

However, at this time, Xiaoqian felt that God treated her well, allowing her to meet such a kind son.

Outside, Chun Yu Rui responded and said, "It's me, Xiaoqian." ”

Xiao Qian stepped forward happily, hurriedly opened the door, looked at Chun Yurui who was covered in snow, and couldn't help but say, "With such a big snow, why did the son come?" ”

Chun Yurui raised his hand, he was carrying a lot of things in his hands, and his slender fingers were red from the cold.

"Childe, come in and warm up."

Xiao Qian was a little distressed, and hurriedly invited Chun Yurui in.

"Knowing that it's not easy for you to buy things here, and it's hard to go out when it's snowing, I brought you some grain, oil, and vegetables, and meat, which is enough for you to eat for a few days."

Chun Yurui entered the room and put down his things and said with a smile.

Xiao Qian's eyes turned red, and she said, "Childe doesn't have to bother like this, I can do it." ”

Saying that, Xiao Qian was still full of joy and packed all these things and put them in the kitchen on the side.

The room was hot, and the charcoal fire was burning, and Chun Yurui sat by the fire, roasting his hands while looking at the room.

It's not big, there are only two main rooms, one is used as a reception room, which is where he is now, and the other is Xiaoqian's bedroom, which is hung with green cloth curtains, and you can vaguely see the pink and purple curtains hanging on the bed.

Chun Yurui hurriedly withdrew his gaze, a little uncomfortable.

In the main room, the Eight Immortals table, which has been used for some time, has several white porcelain teacups and a blue-bellied porcelain teapot on it.

Then there is a plum bottle in the corner of the table, in which a few red plums are inserted, some of which are blooming like fireworks, and some are still budding, like a shy little girl.

There are no other decorations in the house, but it is precisely with these red plums that the whole house seems to be alive.

This house belongs to a friend of Chun Yurui, Qiu Yu fell off the list, his parents were seriously ill, and he had to return to his hometown as a last resort, taking care of his parents while continuing to study, waiting for the exam three years later.

This house was bought by the family who sold calligraphy and paintings part-time and wrote letters for others on the birthday night of the book.

It is so that he can have a place to study in the capital with peace of mind.

However, his parents worked day and night for him, and he became seriously ill.

The scholar was ready to sell his house and return to his hometown to see his parents.

Besides, after he was gone for three years, the house was empty and empty.

Chun Yurui bought his house, and the house price doubled according to the highest price at the time.

Chun Yurui knew that if he gave him money directly, he would not accept it.

It was these house money, and the scholar refused back and forth several times, and finally Chun Yurui took the money and went back.

Chun Yurui thought of placing Xiaoqian here first, the house was still the same, that is, Xiaoqian's supplies were purchased, and Su Qing sent Zhishu to help.

Su Qing thought that Chun Yurui, a big man, was not good at doing this.

The tables, chairs and decorations in the hall, Chun Yurui originally wanted to change her with a new one, but Xiao Qian stopped her hard.

"Living in Childe's house, how can you still let Childe break the bank, this is very good, much better than our family."

Xiaoqian is very content.

Chun Yurui glanced at the stool by the charcoal fire, and there was also a bamboo basket with some needles and threads in it, some of which were ready, and some of which were still being made.

Chun Yurui pursed his lips and saw Xiao Qian come in with a bowl of steaming ginger soup.

"Childe, let's go to the cold after drinking the ginger soup."

"Thank you." Chun Yurui took it and drank it in a big gulp.

"Huh? It's delicious, what did you put in? ”

Xiao Qian pursed her lips and smiled, her cheeks flushed: "I put some honey and the wolfberry given by the aunt next door." ”

Chun Yurui nodded, all of which diluted the spicy taste of the ginger soup, and it didn't taste so bad.

"What a delicate mind." Putting down the soup bowl, Chun Yurui couldn't help but praise.

Xiao Qian's cheeks turned even redder.

"It's good that you can get along well with your next-door neighbor, after all, it's just you, and if you have something temporary, you can take care of each other." Chun Yurui praised again.

Xiao Qian remembered that the aunt next door asked her: "Is that your sweetheart, it looks like a noble son......

The neighbor gossiped, but Xiao Qian hurriedly waved her hand, and now when she mentioned the neighbor, Xiao Qian couldn't help but think of the aunt's words again, and lowered her head a little shyly.

"Actually, you don't have to rush to work, if I have a good opportunity to work, I will introduce it to you." Chun Yurui pointed to the needles and threads in the bamboo basket and said.

Xiao Qian paused, raised her head and said earnestly: "It is already Xiao Qian's blessing to be able to get the protection of Gongzi, if you can no longer support yourself, just rely on Gongzi, then Xiaoqian is not too weak, Gongzi rest assured, Xiaoqian is just taking some small work, there will be nothing." ”