Old Lady Fang looked at the wine in Feng Hua's hand, then at her tall figure and delicate face, and then thought about her proud third grandson......

Forget it, my grandson didn't let me care, the reply she wrote last time was very harsh, so she still didn't say it. Besides, it's useless to say it, Feng Hua looked high, but he was actually young.

Feng Hua is now more than 1.5 meters, and now people don't eat well, and the average adult woman is just this height, so just looking at the height of the back, you can't tell that this is a child, but everyone in the same village knows that this is just a hairy girl in her early tens, not old.

Old Mrs. Fang dispelled this thought, and continued to greet Feng Hua warmly for dinner, she is still young, but she will always grow up.

Feng Hua stayed at Fang's house for another day, gave Fang Jian some space water, and sure enough, his face was much better than yesterday.

Fang Jian slept until dawn, feeling relaxed, he himself was very surprised, and finally couldn't find the reason, so he could only forget it, maybe he had eaten well at home recently?

......

The next day, Feng Hua went to the provincial capital again and sent grain and cotton to Zhao Yong. Winter has not passed, and shipments should be hurried.

Then she returned to her house in the park and continued to clean up, today she plans to repair the yard, this empty lawn, in her opinion, is a bit too wasteful, it is better to plant some flowers and papaya fruits, more in line with the aesthetics of the Chinese.

Of course, it's still winter, so you can't plant anything, but you can clean up the snow and thick grass on it.

The original owner has moved away, and no one has taken care of this lawn, which has already grown into a wild meadow, and if it is not trimmed now, it will definitely be an ideal place to pick wild vegetables in the spring...

Feng Hua let go of his mental power and observed, there was no one in the park in winter, let alone on the river, and the neighbors on the other side were all empty houses, within a radius of several miles, and she was the only one who was quiet.

Very good.

Feng Hua's spiritual power swept across the snow, and the two tall snowmen were piled up by her and stood by the door, like a door god. She extravagantly took carrots, red peppers, and mangosteens from the space, and made their noses, mouths, and eyes, respectively.

took out two more red cloths to make a scarf, Feng Hua's childlike heart rose, and he didn't bother to make two more Santa hats for them.

After the big snowman more than 3 meters high was done, the snow on the ground was not less, this yard was really big, there were five or six acres of land, Feng Hua looked at it, and then followed the wall, made a little snowman, each one was exactly the same, and in the end there was still half of the snow left, Feng Hua thought about it, and built a mini mansion in the yard modeled on her house.

She has never done any sand castle and snow castle, but it is not a difficult thing, just imitating an appearance, and it is not to go in and live in it, Feng Hua simply made a solid one.

Half an hour later, the snow castle was completed, and if you just look at the appearance, it will definitely bluff people, and it is exactly the same as the house next to it, but the ratio is 10 to 1.

This is not a hand-piled pile, it is completely built with mental power, and it is not easy to make mistakes.

The snow was cleared out to make a snowman, revealing the tall dead grass on the ground, Feng Hua's spiritual power was like an invisible blade cutting through, and the weeds only left their roots, and the rest were all collected into the space by her, planning to throw them into a place where no one was in a while.

"Hey, let's leave the matter of turning over the ground to Zhao Yong." Feng Hua looked at the courtyard that had been turned into ideal farmland and said. Her mental power operation point is small and slight, and the physical object is okay, and she can also turn over and sow seeds in the space, but she can't do it outside, it's too tiring.

......

Cai Yajun got off the train and quickly tightened his coat, I had heard that it was cold in the northeast, but I didn't expect it to be so cold! Is this a place where humans can live?

Cai Yuanjun was even less frost-resistant, trembling like a sieve. She also heard about the cold in the northeast, so she brought her thickest coat, and now she wears almost all the clothes in her luggage, and it is still cold, very cold.

"No, let's go." Cai Yajun pulled her sister, ran out of the platform quickly, and entered the waiting room, fortunately, there was heating in the waiting room, and the two of them came in and immediately felt alive.

"Oh my God, how do people live here?" Cai Yuanjun said with a trembling voice.

A mouthful of Wu Nong's soft words immediately attracted countless eyes.

Cai Yuanjun and Cai Yajun received a telegram from Feng Hua, and they were ready to really take a look, it was their grandmother, the only relative on their father's side, and they were already in their eighties, and it was still so cold this winter, and they didn't know if the days were good or not, they were afraid that they would be late and would never see each other again.

But both of them are public officials, so they can't just leave, and it has been a few days since they took the leave, tossing from the south to the north, and even from the first month to February.

Shen Heting can't wait to move to the apple shed now, he doesn't dare to ask or ask for leave to come with them, so now there are only Cai Yajun and Cai Yuanjun.

"How do you get out of here?" Cai Yuanjun looked at the snowfall blown by the wind outside the window, and his heart palpitated.

Cai Yajun is also a man, and he is also daunted. He didn't know how far Feng Hua's address was from the train station, but as long as it wasn't across the train station, with the clothes they were wearing now, they wouldn't want to go, and they would definitely freeze to death halfway through.

Cai Yajun found the staff at the train station, took out the address, and asked where it was, how to go, and how far it was.

It turned out to be a distance between life and death, and if you walked, it took more than 1 hour. There are also buses, but if you're unlucky, the waiting time is no less than 1 hour!

"What now? You can't just buy a ticket to go back, right? Cai Yuanjun muttered, although there was a momentary impulse.

"Buy clothes." Cai Yajun looked at the people in the waiting room, and they didn't feel how cold they were, because they were wearing thick clothes, and they were all big furs! Sheepskin, dog skin, fox skin, mink, wolf skin, raccoon dog skin, all kinds of skins, I have never seen a few naked wearing cotton jackets.

Cai Yuanjun is also wearing leather clothes, but it is a hairless bare rod skin, which is not frost-resistant. Cai Yajun even wears a military coat, but he has been a soldier in the south, and that military coat cannot be compared with the military coat in the north, at most it is the thickness of a windbreaker, and it can't withstand the wind and snow of minus 30 degrees.

Cai Yuanjun glanced at it and said, "They won't sell it." "Whoever sells is a fool, and what is sold is not clothes, but life.

Cai Yajun also knew this, he didn't ask these people to buy, he found the staff at the train station again, showed his military ID card and his sister's work card, and explained his intention, the staff at the railway station was really kind, and promised to help them go to the supply and marketing mall to buy two coats back.

It's a provincial town here, and the whole sheepskin liner coat is sold.

The two waited in the waiting room for 2 hours before the staff braved the wind and snow to come back with two coats and two pairs of cotton shoes. Cotton pants are not sold yet, and they are all made by their mothers or daughters-in-law.

Fortunately, the wool coat was thick enough, and Cai Yuanjun didn't want to put on all the pants that could be put on beautifully, so he felt a lot warmer and had the courage to go out.

The staff was very enthusiastic and sent them to the bus station, not far away, just opposite the train station square, the two of them were in good health, just waited a few minutes for a bus to come.

However, the bus was as cold, and the two southerners, even if they put on wool coats, still couldn't adapt to the weather of more than minus 30 degrees, but fortunately, there were no pedestrians on the road, and the bus only took 15 minutes to reach its destination.

After getting out of the car, Cai Yajun frowned, it was noon time to get off work, on both sides of the road, in the alley, the crowd of people coming and going, dressed ordinarily, with a decadent face, going in and out numbly.

Cai Yajun looked at a small alley marked "Wutong Lane" in front of him, with narrow passages, black and white muddy ground, and houses on both sides comparable to slums, this is not like a place where a wealthy young master lives.