Seeing that the old lady looked at her and then at Jiang Yuzhi, when she was in a dilemma, Jiang Yu continued: "Today is to punish the fourth brother, so that he can accompany me to the garden, if the cousin of the Song family goes, the fourth brother has a good relationship with her, then won't it be me to play with the two of them?" Grandmother ······"

Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Yu's slightly blushing appearance, and suddenly felt suddenly enlightened - Song Zhenzhen is still the child of the third daughter-in-law, Sister Luo's sister, after all, Jiang Yuzhi is naturally closer to her.

She, the eccentric granddaughter, was afraid that people would rob her of her play, but she was still a child.

Old Lady Jiang stretched out her hand and tapped Jiang Yu's snow-white forehead, and said with a smile: "Little guy, I have a lot of thoughts, so let you go-Mu Xiang, you go and order, wait for the eldest lady and the fourth young master to come out of Jiufu Hall, and then call Song Zhenzhen in." ”

Jiang Yu pursed her lips and smiled.

Mrs. Jiang said again: "However, Yingcui is not allowed to leave your young lady for half a step, and when she enters the garden, she asks the mother-in-law who is in charge of it to follow, if there is anything you forget and want to take, just ask them to pick it up." ”

Yingcui glanced at Jin Fang's mother, and saw that the latter had no expression, and she didn't have to follow, so she hurriedly responded.

Several people saluted Mrs. Jiang and said goodbye, and then left the room.

The room was empty for a while, but the hollow Boshan furnace placed on the high table was still floating out of the faint white smoke, which was gently dispersed in the air, but it didn't look too deserted.

Mrs. Jiang changed her idle posture, patted the Taishi chair beside her, and motioned to Jin Fang's mother: "Sit down, there are no outsiders here." ”

Jin Fang's mother smiled slightly, but just stood.

The old lady didn't care about her anymore, picked up a piece of lotus paste snacks by herself, and said with a smile: "It's just that you are such a leaky and rigid person, and you have become an old friend of my wife and son for many years." ”

Jin Fang's mother said in a low voice: "That's the old lady who is willing to give her blue eyes and lift Jin Fang." ”

The old lady smiled dumbly at her respect, shook her head, and said, "I can't tell you, I won't tell you." But why didn't you just stick to it? I'm still wondering if if Jian Jian will get angry again if you insist on going. ”

Jin Fang's mother thought for a moment and replied, "No." ”

"So sure?" Old Lady Jiang swallowed a mouthful of Pu'er, "But it's also possible, Jian Jian escaped death this time, but she has become a lot more sensible, in so many days, how many times have I selfishly thought that she would cry, but things passed as if she didn't care." ”

"For my sister, there is nothing important other than life and death, and the sooner she understands it, the better." Jin Fang's mother said.

The old lady glared at her, "What nonsense is a big deal." It's not that you don't know the actual situation of the four boys, let me ask you, are you doing this now, are you not pursuing the four boys? ”

Jin Fang's mother's straight eyebrows trembled, and she lowered her eyes and said, "I can't say, it depends on Sister Yu'er's decision." ”

Neither of them spoke for a while, and the old lady looked out the window thoughtfully, on a sunny day, the snow on the ground reflected strongly, and some of it gradually melted, subtle and silent.

The curtain door was opened again, and a delicate girl wearing a pink phoenix tail skirt and a silver-white rabbit down jacket walked in.

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The hot spring garden is an independent garden outside Jiangfu, but because of the decision of the saint today, a wide long stone road was built between it and Jiangfu, and the snow-white walls were built on both sides of the road like ordinary gardens, and a lot of luan trees and neem trees were transplanted.

Although it is winter, the closer you get to the hot springs, the more lush the trees become, and instead of falling leaves, you can see the green leaves, which is a sight to behold.

Jiang Yu sighed more and more and became distressed.

It was a different place than she had thought it would be a few days ago.

In this way, she should not have been buried in the snow near the hot springs, because the temperature in this vicinity, even if there is snow on the ground for a while, is only a thin layer.

She thought as she walked to a more remote place away from the hot springs, away from the hot springs.

At that time, the snow was too big, and there was a vast white area all around, well, looking at this amount of snow, the direction probably wouldn't be too wrong······

"Miss—" Yingcui held the stove to her, "you see your hands are already red like this." ”

As soon as Jiang Yu was told by her, she realized that the front end of her finger, which unintentionally exposed her cuffs, was already red and swollen, like a little carrot.

She didn't feel the cold because she had been walking for a while. But he still took the hand stove from Yingcui's hand.

Jiang Yuzhi has been behind Jiang Yu and Yingcui since he left Jiufutang, and he didn't bring his little servant, or rather, no one informed his little guy to come with him.

The dress he was wearing today was not strictly a winter coat, but a slightly thicker autumn jacket, although the boy's figure was still straight, as if walking in spring.

But when another gust of west wind blew up, carrying a little bit of snow and sand into Jiang Yu's neck, she grabbed her collar with a spirit.

She glanced at the person beside her, and the knuckle-knuckled hands were also red at the moment, trembling slightly.

But it didn't clench into a fist, but naturally drooped sideways, if it weren't for the fact that the color of the skin couldn't be covered up with self-control, Jiang Yu might really think that Jiang Yuzhi was not afraid of cold.

How can it not be cold? It's really winter after all.

Jiang Yu turned around and walked in front of Jiang Yuzhi, pulled up his sleeve, and wanted to put the hand stove on his hand.

Jiang Yuzhi pursed his lips and looked down at her, his eyes, which were as calm as a deep lake and could not be seen through, radiated a cold glow of cold scrutiny.

Jiang Yu was shocked by this gaze and remembered the heavy feeling of pressure he had given himself that morning, so he hurriedly pulled his sleeve, stuffed the hand stove into his arms and took a big step back.

Without waiting for Jiang Yuzhi to ask, Jiang Yu said, "Fourth brother, this is too heavy, you can help me hold it." ”

Jiang Yuzhi glanced at Jiang Yu again, his handsome side face was as calm as water, and then he didn't react, and silently took out the hand stove in his arms and held it in his hand.

The hand stove with colorful stories and drawings was steaming hot, and after a while, some small droplets of water accumulated on the stove that came into contact with the air conditioner.

Jiang Yu was helpless in her heart, pinched her equally cold right hand with her left hand, looked at the stove hanging in his hand, but didn't dare to say it again - it was used to warm his hands, not really for him to carry, he could hold it with both hands.

Yingcui was a little surprised when she looked at her young lady's movements, but she didn't say anything - in her opinion, the young lady should not have had a bad relationship with Jiang Yuzhi, and the temperament that was instigated and connived by Mama Lu in the past is really not what a lady should have.

After walking for a while, Jiang Yu looked around, and almost felt that the little girl Jian Jian was buried near here, so she pulled Yingcui together to find a pine branch that was broken into two pieces and only connected to a layer of skin, and after separating the pine branches, she rummaged in the snow alone.