The snow fell heavily, falling in front of the window, Yujun sat in front of the window of the house, looking at the heavy snow accumulated on the courtyard in front of the house, heavy white, the bright heart of the small building in front of the door of a few words of the green corridor fell plain white as silver, a few words outside the corridor of the green bamboo poles slanted out of a piece of sharp and slender bamboo leaves, green as jade one by one oblique leaves squeezed a layer of snow, snow, a large piece, a large piece of falling, accumulated on the leaves, the leaves pressed down, "bang", the back of the leaves bent, squeezed snow fell on the plain ground, and the snow on the ground melted into one, and the bamboo leaves, back to their original state, continue to bear the snow fall, when they can't bear it, then bend the leaves, will press their own snow, cover down.

Again and again, staged in front of the corridor of pitch-green characters, the bamboo leaves look so tough, so willing to withstand the squeezing again and again, the folds again and again, and the rebound back to their original shape again and again.

The cold wind blew in from the moon cave gate on the north side of Mingxin Xiaozhu, blowing the snow back in the courtyard, like a plain girl dancing, like a silver sword flying.

Yu Jun sat on the small treasure stool of the Eight Immortals in front of the window, and the small treasure stool was cushioned with a double-layer embroidered vermilion cotton cushion embroidered by her mother Aunt Xiao.

The weather is cold, the meat on the buttocks is tender, and the stool is cushioned with this cotton pad, so I don't panic when I sit, and I feel warm.

Yujun rested her chin on her arm, put her hand on the eaves of the inner window, looked at the snow outside, and silently counted the days in her heart.

Mrs. Qian'er Zheng invited the doctor in the palace, and the doctor said that as long as her mother, Aunt Xiao, can survive this winter and survive until the beginning of spring next year, her illness will be cured.

When the time comes, you can get out of bed, continue to read scriptures to her, continue to help her braid her hair, continue to coax her to sleep, and continue to make yam chicken soup for her.

Yujun counted the days, looked at the heavy snow fluttering outside, and thought to herself, there is still a month before the beginning of spring.

Caizhu came with a small copper stove to warm her hands, wrapped a cotton bag outside the small copper stove, and then walked over, put down the paper window in front of Yujun a little, and sent the small copper stove to Yujun, leaned down and said softly: "Miss, hold the small copper stove in your hand and look at the snow." On a cold day, if you are blown out of the cold by the cold wind, how can you hurt your body? If you get sick, your aunt won't be able to recuperate in peace. ”

When Yujun heard this, she stretched out her little hand like bamboo shoots to take the small copper stove in Caizhu's hand, but saw that the cotton bag wrapped outside the small copper stove was a picture of Aunt Xiao's embroidered twin rats stealing lamp oil.

Yujun remembered that in the summer of that year, she and her cousin saw a big mouse in the kitchen, and the two of them jumped and screamed in fright, knocking over everything in the kitchen, and splashing all the dishes of the banquet guests.

Afterwards, she had a nightmare about mice, and her mother took the fan and fanned her, coaxed her, and told her the story of the big mouse and the little mouse, which made her giggle.

After that, she was not afraid of mice, and she did not have nightmares about mice.

I saw the story of the two rats stealing lamp oil embroidered on the cotton bag of the small copper stove. Yujun's eyes immediately turned red, and she felt that her nose was sore, and she didn't want to cry in front of the maid, so she pouted and said in a choked voice: "Caizhu, accompany me to see Aunt Xiao and put down the window." ”

Caizhu smiled and coaxed: "Miss, my aunt is asleep now, and when my aunt is better, I will play with Miss." ”

Yujun shook her head, held the small copper stove in her arms, and said stubbornly: "I'm going to see my aunt." ”

Caizhu thought for a while and said, "However, in order to prevent my aunt from passing her illness to Miss, my aunt now lives in Touyun Pavilion, and there is a painted water pavilion separated from Mingxin Xiaozhu." Is Miss really going? ”

Yujun nodded: "I haven't seen my aunt for three whole days." I'm going to see my aunt. ”

Caizhu looked at the snow outside the window worriedly, and said, "Miss, the snow is deep outside, Miss should change into a pair of sheepskin snow boots, lest you wear these indoor soft satin cotton shoes into the snow, get soaked by the snow, and then frostbite your little feet." ”

Caizhu said, and raised his head to the green curtain and shouted: "Caixiu, quickly take Miss's white sable fur with a hat and cloak." ”

Hearing this, the colorful embroidery of the charcoal fire for the charcoal stove in the main house was hurriedly asked, "What do you do with the cloak?" Is Miss going out? ”

Yujun lifted the green curtain by herself, walked to the main house, and said loudly to Caixiu: "I'm going out, I'm going to see my aunt." ”

Caixiu saw Yujun come out, so she put down the iron chopsticks that played with charcoal, and hurriedly went to the side room to get a cloak, and squatted in front of Yujun to put it on for her.

She lowered her head, and with a pair of sparkling eyes, she watched Caixiu tie her cloak, and Caixiu's slightly reddened fingers shuttled through the velvet ties of the cloak, tying a knot that was not very strong.

Yujun stretched out her hand from the cloak, pulled the knot tied by the colorful embroidery, and said glutinously: "The knot of the cloak is not tied like this. In the past, my mother used to tie a bow-like knot for me. ”

As she spoke, Yu Jun imitated Aunt Xiao's gesture to tie a rough bow on her cloak.

Caixiu smiled: "Miss's bow tie is really beautiful." ”

Yujun snorted, knowing that she was coaxing herself to play.

Caizhu stood behind Yujun and put the hat on the white mink cloak from back to front for Yujun.

Caixiu squatted on the front to look at her, and saw her lovely face of Yuxue, which was covered by a circle of fluffy silver fox fur on the brim of the white mink hat, and her face looked even smaller.

Caixiu smiled: "Miss is so good-looking." ”

Yujun raised her head proudly, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips: "Of course, everyone in the house says that Aunt Xiao is good-looking, I am Aunt Xiao's daughter, and I am naturally good-looking." ”

The master and servant went out together, and the porch was already covered with snow, and as soon as Yujun went out, the wind blew in her face, blowing coldly on her face.

Yujun looked at the snow all over the ground, and suddenly remembered Caixiu, Caizhu was only wearing soft satin shoes, so she said, "Have you two changed your shoes?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at their feet again, and saw that the two of them were really only wearing cotton shoes, not waterproof leather boots, so they raised their feet and stepped lightly into the snow in the courtyard, only to feel that the snow was so deep that half of the sheepskin boots were submerged, thinking that wearing soft satin shoes was easy to frostbite their feet, so they looked back and said to the two: "I remember that last year, my aunt also rewarded each of you with a set of pigskin snow soft boots and a pair of thick white cotton sandals. Go and change your shoes. As he spoke, he looked up at the cloudy blue sky again, and exhorted loudly, "Bring another big umbrella." I think it's going to rain sleet later today. ”

The two of them nodded hurriedly, turned back to the porch, and ran to the ear room where the slave and maid slept.

Yujun stood alone under the corridor, looking at the gloomy ceiling, and the reverberating and fluttering snowflakes, hiding her hands under the cloak, holding the small copper stove, only to feel that the heating was shrouded in the cloak, the fluttering snowflakes and the quiet courtyard, as well as the wind, and the sky with the backlog of clouds, gave her a sad and heroic feeling.

There is snow on the face, although it is cold, but it gives people a fresh and cool feeling.

Such a beautiful scenery made her unable to get into it, and she forgot the sadness brought to her by Aunt Xiao's serious illness for the time being.