On the day Ah Xian left, Wen Wan tied his hair for him, made him a table to watch him eat slowly and methodically, and then sent people out of the door. Vertices

Xu is God to give face, although it is still cold this day, but it does not rain again. On the contrary, the sun is shining.

The carriage walked a few steps slowly, but Wen Wan still couldn't hold back her red eyes and followed. She knew that he was going to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but also to empathize with the hardships that his brother had tasted in the bloody battlefield.

"Envy, stay alive, stay home! Daddy never blamed you! She looked at the carriage that was getting farther and farther away, and finally paused, and sighed.

And the carriage that carried her eldest son alone never slowed down from beginning to end, and even the curtain was not lifted, her eldest son was so stubborn and distressing.

On the second day of Ah Xian's departure, it snowed heavily in the capital, and when he got up early and opened the window, it was overwhelmingly snow-white, flashing colorful light in the cold wind, which made people feel endless joy.

There are a few green fruit-like girls in the courtyard who have already piled snowmen around the moon in the stars, and occasionally take two breaths of hot air in the palm of their hands, with a carefree smile on their faces.

Seeing that she pushed the window gently, the girls were not afraid of her, and they were still busy giggling and living after a blessing to her, and this world washed away the sadness on their bodies, and they were left happy.

"It's very cold, and Madame's body is tight, but she can't stand by the window for a long time! Otherwise, let Mama Song and Mama Fang know, the slaves and maids will have to eat fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots at noon. "This girl is twenty-eight years old, standing under the window in a goose yellow dress, with delicate and beautiful raw edges on her neck and sleeves, and she looks vibrant.

Wen Wan was amused by her shrinking body and stomping her feet, and reached out through the window to hand her the copper stove in her hand: "Take it, don't stay in the courtyard for a long time, and drink a bowl of hot ginger soup when you go back to the house." The girl's family is young, and she has to cherish herself! ”

The maid who was as happy as a yellow bird hurriedly held the handstove in her arms, smiled and ran away.

After just a few steps, Wen Wan saw her squat down and stuff the hand stove into her crooked hand, and then patted her skirt and trotted back all the way: "The slave is not cold, and the blood on her body is vigorous!" But Madame, who has been standing under this window for a long time, will get a cold if she doesn't go into the house and get dressed. ”

Wen Wan smiled and scolded, and the depression of the eldest son leaving home was washed away: "Take care of your master, huh!" ”

The little maid was not to be outdone, and the probe was about to close the window: "Madame be obedient, this ice and snow can freeze people's jaws, you can't play with it!" ”

Wen Wan couldn't cry or laugh, this coaxed the tone of a three-year-old doll.

Mrs. Fang arrived quickly, and she was holding a stack of fresh fruits soaked in hot water in her hand, which was particularly coveted.

Wen Wan pinched one and tasted it, picked the largest one and stuffed it into Fang Pozi's mouth, before pointing to the girl in goose yellow clothes and asking, "What's the name of that girl?" ”

Mrs. Fang hurriedly turned her back and swallowed the fruit worth a thousand gold, and while serving Wen Wan to dress and put on shoes, she said without blinking: "It's called Goose Yellow, her own name, and she loves to wear Goose Yellow clothes all day long." This girl's life is very hard, her brother died on the day she was born, and at the age of ten, their county lord fell in love with her mother, and beat her father to the point that she only had one breath left, and forced her mother in front of this girl. ”

"Her mother is a fierce again, as soon as it gets dark, she changed into a red shirt and crashed to death at the gate of the county yamen. Then, her breathing father dragged on for half a year, and all the money in the family was gone. When Mrs. Fang said something, her eyebrows didn't move, there are too many poor people in the world, where can I be pitiful?

Wen Wan looked at the vivid figure from a distance, and said in a daze: "Won't it?" ”

With such a tragic life experience, this girl is still full of vitality, and she can't be a real person.

Mrs. Fang smiled: "This is also her good luck, meeting a kind Ya Po, and also meeting a master like you." Otherwise, where would she have a good life? The heavens are clear, the retribution is unpleasant, and the county order that caused her family to be ruined is not good, and the family is on fire, and the family is dead. ”

Wen Wan held the porridge bowl and nodded, yes! If it were her temperament, she wouldn't even have a chicken left.

Speaking of which, she is also a lazy person, and the servants of the first courtyard have all signed the death deed. If it weren't for the fact that his life was too hard to live, who would be willing to put his life in the hands of others.

Before noon, Lin Yuan returned home, and at this time, the goose feather snow outside was still continuing, but the color of the snow was no longer silver white, but red.

The uneasiness in Wen Wan's heart widened in circles, and he didn't care about him, but only checked the medicines, food and clothes stored at home over and over again.

"Let's start selling grain, all the money we get will be used to buy firewood and coal, neighbors, relatives, and people who are good friends with us, all remind us to store grain and firewood." Lin Yuan strode to the charcoal basin and roasted his red hands hot, before ordering the tenderness of bringing a large bone pork liver noodles to him to warm his belly.

There is a strange omen from the sky, but I am afraid that this snow is not so simple.

Wen Wan nodded and did so, it was Lin Laosan's Fang family, and because of that little bit of blood, she also sent someone to say hello. As for whether the Fang family believes it or not, it's someone else's business.

After a few days, Wen Wan's uneasiness finally settled down, and after the heavy rain in January, the goose feather snow in the capital not only did not stop, but became heavier and heavier.

The days are getting shorter and shorter, to only four hours; The temperature is getting lower and lower, so low that if you pour hot water into the courtyard, the water will instantly condense into fog.

Frozen livestock and poultry appeared in the capital one after another, and more and more people poured into the capital around the city, and even beggars surrounded by circles outside the courtyard of the Lin family, and the sound of sound outside the wall could be heard everywhere at night.

So two days later, the people in Beijing panicked, and the time when the ingots returned home was getting later and later, and when they came back, Leng Leng sighed at the white rice in front of him with chopsticks, and counted his mother: "What kind of dry rice do you eat, what kind of meat do you eat, you don't know what the situation is outside......

Without opening his mouth gently, Lin Yuan's chopsticks hit Yuanbao's body: "No big or small, the emperor can't starve you to death." It's two meals a day, and it's your business that you want to starve, your mother and your sister can't starve, and your grandparents can't go hungry. ”

After the words fell, Lin Yuan picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a thick piece of meat and put it in the gentle bowl, and saw his mother-in-law chewing the meat slice and squinting at him, so he lowered his head and ate the meal.

In his case, a man's greatest ability is not to make meritorious contributions or leave a name in history, but to keep his wife and children fed and clothed.

He was first a husband, then a father and a son, and as for the rest, he was good for the world, and poor for himself.