From the small stone bridge in the east of the village along the Jiexi River downstream for two miles, the turning point of the stream is Maple Bay, in the cold winter season, the fiery red and golden maple leaves have fallen, only the sparse branches divide the sky, and other kinds of trees can be seen everywhere in the maple forest, such as black mortar, laurel, peach tree and Gongsun tree, at this time there are only bare cold branches left——

Yan Shaoqing said: "If it doesn't snow, there will be no good scenery, I wonder if it will snow before Mr. Zeng returns to his hometown at the end of the month?" ”

Zeng Yu looked up at the sky, and when he saw off Yan Shifang and the others, there was still a faint sunlight between the clouds, and now the clouds were thick again, the cold wind shook the forest, whining, and said: "This weather may snow at any time, or it may not rain all the time, it is so cloudy." ”

Yan Shaoqing said: "Whether it snows or not, when Mr. Zeng comes back in the spring next year, here is a lush area, as well as the mountain, the scenery is very good, if my second uncle allows, we can also go to the seven peaks of Yuanling to visit the spring."

The two of them were talking, and walked to the single-plank bridge in the maple forest, and the girl had already heard the movement, so she carried a wooden bucket to get water by the stream, and greeted diligently: "Mr. Zeng, Brother Shaoting-"

Yan Shaoting suddenly slapped his forehead: "Mr. Zeng, I forgot something, I lost my company, I lost my company." He smiled at Yingzi across the stream, turned around and walked away quickly, this was an opportunity for Zeng Yu and Yingzi to be alone.

Yan Shaoting walked away with the "rustling" footsteps of fallen leaves, the stream in front of him was shallow and silent, and the girl's eyes were bright, and she asked, "Mr. Fang Tang, are they all gone?" ”

Zeng Yu nodded and said, "It's all gone." As he spoke, he walked up to the single-plank bridge and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, has the camellia I planted last time survived?" ”

Infant Zi smiled: "It's lived, and new leaves have grown." ”

"I'll mention it." Zeng Yu took the wooden bucket from Ying Zi's hand, and this wooden bucket of water also weighed more than ten catties, which was nothing to Zeng Yu, an adult man, and it was still very difficult for the little girl to carry it.

The infant was happily following Zeng Yu, watching Zeng Yu walking vigorously with a bucket of water, and thought: "Mr. Zeng has great strength, I heard that Mr. Zeng has practiced martial arts all year round, and he can be called both civil and military." ”

Lu Miaoxiang, who was in a robe and round hat, stood by the chaimen, looked at Zeng Yu and Ying Zi coming over, and said with a smile: "There is Lao Zeng's son." ”

Zeng Yu filled the water tank under the kitchen, walked to the front yard to see the camellia he had planted from Qishan two months ago, and sure enough, it had grown new leaves, and said to Lu Miao: "The weather is getting colder and colder, I don't know if this camellia can survive this winter?" ”

Lu Miaoxiang lowered his eyelashes and looked at the camellia, and said softly: "This kind of camellia is called tea plum, it is quite cold-resistant, it should be able to survive this cold winter, and next year, Zeng Gongzi will be able to see the camellia bloom." As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at Zeng Yu and asked, "Is Zeng Gongzi going to come next year, right?" Yingying's eyes were full of anticipation.

Zeng Yu hesitated slightly, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

At this time, Ying Zi came out of the hall and said, "Mr. Zeng, the tea is ready, please drink tea." ”

Zeng Yu entered the small hall of the wooden house, the first thing he saw was the small gall bottle of the official kiln on the tea table, when he came for the first time more than two months ago, he saw that the bottle was inserted with a branch of autumn peony, and at this time it was inserted with a branch of plum, the side was multifaceted, with buds to be released, there was a pot of narcissus on the side, and the narcissus had not yet budded.

Sitting and drinking tea, he said the return date at the end of the month, and went to the West House to see the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" written by Wen Zhengming when he was eighty-nine years old.

Zeng Yu shook his head and said: "How can you keep it for yourself because you like it, and you can see it often." Saying that, he glanced at Lu Miaoxiang -

Lu Miaoxiang turned her head to avoid Zeng Yu's gaze, and said, "The last time Zeng Gongzi instructed Xiaozi, the game of chess has not been finished, and if you have time today, why don't you play another game?" ”

The girl looked at Zeng Yu with earnest eyes, and Zeng Yu said in her heart: "I'm ashamed, as soon as Yan Shifang and Yan Shaoting leave, I will be happy in the maple forest wooden house." ”

Lu Miao wanted to go to the kitchen and bring a small brazier and put it at the feet of the two, hanging his sleeves to watch the chess, looking at Zeng Yu and Xiaozi from time to time, and felt very happy in his heart.

Baby's chess and his aunt are the same as the "Autumn Immortal Legacy" to learn, neglect the actual combat, if it weren't for Zeng Yu to let her, the two sons would still be killed very badly, and the girl is not a win, see her frowning and thinking, white teeth biting lip coquettish posture is extremely pleasing to the eye, why bear to chase and fight?

When it came to the little official, Ying Zi felt that her small defeat was a foregone conclusion, looked up at Zeng Yu, and said with some surprise: "Mr. Zeng, I lost." ”

Zeng Yu smiled and said: "Miss Yingzi plays chess very well, has clear thinking, and has a degree of trade-offs, but she has less to play, otherwise it will be stronger." Suddenly turned his head to look out the window and said, "Is it snowing?" ”

Lu Miaoxiang and Yingzi felt that the sun was dim at this time, Lu Miaoxiang went to set up the wooden window to take a look, and sure enough, he saw small snowflakes flying among the banana leaves, and couldn't help but be surprised: "It's really snowing."

The baby also screamed for joy, ran outside the house and raised his head and stretched out his hands to greet the first snow, Zeng Yu also ran to the courtyard and said happily: "This snow has finally fallen." ”

The snow is getting denser and denser, misty, fluttering, the small camellia in the snow seems to shrink, Zeng Yu said: "This transplanted camellia is afraid that it can't withstand the snow, so I have to give it shelter from the cold." "I went to the kitchen and got a wood knife, and went to cut four maple branches and inserted them in the four corners of the camellia, and then covered a piece of oilcloth on it, which was very large, and hung down on all sides, and covered the camellia tightly, not only to cover the snow, but also to block the wind—

In less than two minutes, there was already a thin layer of snow on the ground of the yard, like a frosty morning, Zeng Yu walked back to the eaves step by step, and the baby quickly brought warm water to wash his hands, and then handed over the hand towel, gentle as a bride, Lu Miaoxiang looked at it in the house, and smiled quietly.

Zeng Yu stood under the eaves of the wooden house with his hands, watching the snowflakes flying in the air, on the maple branches outside the courtyard, on the wooden lattice of the chaimen, on the dry grass in the courtyard, and on the withered banana leaves, the snow slowly accumulated, getting whiter and whiter, and the snow was still getting bigger and bigger. ”

The girl smiled and said, "Well, so am I—Mr. Zeng, you see, that piece of tarpaulin is all covered with snow." ”

The small greenhouse built by Fang Zengyu for the camellia is already white, this snow is so heavy, if there is no shed to keep out the cold, even if the camellia of this tea plum variety is cold-resistant, after all, the roots are shallow and the branches are weak, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive this harsh winter.

At this time, it was about the end of the Shen period, and the snow had already fallen for half an hour, Zeng Yu said: "Mrs. Lu, Miss Yingzi, I'll go back to the village first." ”

Lu Miao thought and said: "Zeng Gongzi has dinner here and then go back, and the poor nun will cook." ”

Although Yan Shifang and Yan Shaoting left, Zeng Yu also had to avoid suspicion, so it was better to eat here, and said politely: "Don't dare to bother Lu Niangzi, borrow an umbrella and use it, I'll go." ”

Babyzi took an oilcloth umbrella, Zeng Yu took it, and opened it under the eaves, countless snowflakes suddenly fell on the umbrella cover, Zeng Yu walked a few steps towards the chaimen, and stepped back, frowning slightly: "Someone is coming." ”

The people who came walked very fast, and there was no hesitation in crossing the single-plank bridge, obviously vigorous, and after a while, they came out of the flying snowflakes, wearing a square hat, and soon came to the outside of the fence, and saw Zeng Yu standing in the chaimen, and hurriedly sang: "Mr. Zeng, my housewife has arrived in the village, and I invite Aunt Thirteen and Miss Yingzi to meet in Ruizhutang."

Zeng Yu recognized this person as Yan Shaoqing's henchman, and hurriedly asked, "Is it Mrs. Cao who came to the village?" ”

The servant said, "Yes." ”

Lu Miaoxiang heard it, and felt so strange, Yan Shaoqing's mother Cao Shi has always been extremely cold to her because she hurt Yan Shifan's eyes, and even hated her.

Just when I was puzzled, I heard the servant say: "My housewife is here for the marriage of Mr. Zeng and Miss Yingzi, please go to Aunt Thirteen and Miss Yingzi quickly, the sedan chair is waiting on the side of the bridge, and the second wife has prepared a banquet in Ruizhutang." ”

Lu Miaoxiang was surprised and delighted, she had been worried that Zeng Yu would not be able to hear from her hometown after returning to her hometown, after all, she was thousands of miles away, and she was really overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "The poor nun is going." ”

Ying Zi had already blushed and squirmed: "Mother, I'm not going." ”

Lu Miaoxiang took the baby's hand and whispered: "Accompany my aunt, can you rest assured that your aunt will come back alone this snowy twilight." ”

The baby was silent.

There is only one umbrella on this side of the maple forest wooden house, Zeng Yu returned the umbrella to the baby, he took a puff fan to cover his head, and first arrived at the single-plank bridge, only to see that the narrow single-plank bridge has accumulated a layer of snow, and there is a series of semi-horizontal footprints, which is left by the Yan servant who crossed the bridge just now, and he can't help but worry about how the small-footed Lu Miao wants to cross the bridge?

In the fine snow lemon, Lu Miaoxiang and Ying Zi came with an umbrella, and the Yan family servant followed the side, Lu Miaoxiang saw Zeng Yu holding a large clump of dead grass in his hand, leaning over to sweep the snow on the single-plank bridge step by step, and tears welled up in the eyes of this stoic woman-

Lu Miaoxiang crossed the single-plank bridge smoothly with the shoulder of the infant with one hand and the guardrail with the other, and took the sedan chair to the Ruizhutang in the village, Yan Shifang's wife Song welcomed the two inside, Zeng Yu returned to the Qishan Hall to have dinner with Yan Shaoqing, Yan Shaoqing smiled: "I didn't expect my mother to come over today." ”

At dinner, the snow was still falling, and then it thinned, but the snow on the ground was already an inch thick, Zeng Yu asked the Yan servant to pay attention to when Lu Miaoxiang and Yingzi returned to Maple Bay on the side of Ruizhutang, he would definitely send it this snowy night, especially across the bridge, otherwise he would not worry-

About the middle of the day, Ruizhutang came to the news, Thirteen Niang Lu and Miss Yingzi are going back to the maple forest wooden house, there is still a small sedan chair to send each other, Zeng Yu and Yan Shaoqing and four servants followed, two of them carried lanterns, the night of the twelfth winter moon, if the sky is clear, you will see a round moon hanging high in the sky, but at this time there is still fine snow flying, the moon does not shine behind the clouds, but the snow on the ground is very bright, the lantern shines in the past, Lang Lang Qing-

A group of people stepped on the snow "creak" walking, from the maple forest into the side, to the single-plank bridge, only to see that the single-plank bridge that had been swept away by Zeng Yu had accumulated a layer of snow again, under the bridge is a dark bubbling stream, both sides of the Jiexi River are covered with snow, as if Wang Wei's "Snow Creek Map".

From today onwards, the normal update will be resumed, and it will be basically updated, and Xie Lu will thank the book friends for their support.