"Fortunately, I retracted quickly, otherwise I would ......"

Yang Fan pulled out a few broken bamboo branches from the broom, and secretly said that it was dangerous.

I thought about trying the method of vitality manipulation that I had practiced for a while last night, but that trace of vitality flowed down the palm of my hand, and as soon as I touched the broom, I shook a few bamboo branches;

After this little incident, Yang Fan also strengthened his determination to exercise his control of Yuan Qi as soon as possible.

"Huh...... Swish...... Who......"

After honestly shaking off the thick dust on the broom, Yang Fan began to bury his head in vigorously sweeping the snow in the courtyard.

Sweep out the main road from the living room to the main door first, and then clear the side road from the living room to the kitchen and so on...... All of a sudden, the sound of regular sweeping in the yard sounded.

By the time Yang Fan finished this thing, the sky had gradually brightened, but because there were still small snowflakes falling all the time around, even if it was dawn, the sunlight could not penetrate the thick snow clouds, and it was still dim.

"Whew!"

Looking at the large pile of snow in front of him, Yang Fan exhaled a white hazy air arrow, even with his body in the late stage of the grinding realm, he was almost a little unbearable. Fortunately, after such a long period of strenuous exercise, his body seemed to be as hot as being at room temperature, which made Yang Fan still sigh secretly - if it was an ordinary person, and it was in the ice and snow, even if he exercised with himself for so long, I am afraid that he would be too cold to stand it.

After the sweeping, only a thin layer of snow remained on the ground, because after a night, it had been squeezed into ice by the thicker and thicker snowflakes on top of me, and it was tightly attached to the bluestone slab below.

Yang Fan can't, if he is left alone, then in the end, this layer of ice is the main source of slipping and falling, and in comparison, the thick layer of snow on it will not become hard and slippery until someone steps on it.

So Yang Fan had to go back to the house and take out the Red Dragon Sword, holding the idea that "power should be the process of cultivating vitality and exercising control", and carefully melted a layer of thin ice on the main road into the snow on both sides.

After such a toss, although the amount of vitality in his body has decreased by a small half, because he deliberately controls the output measurement of his vitality, the degree of control over his own vitality has unconsciously increased by a few points.

Xu Liuyi may have heard the sound of "Xi Xi Xuan" outside the house because of the cleaning, and woke up before the eldest brother, and after tiptoeing out, he saw that Gongzi had already cleaned the snow in the main places in the courtyard, not to mention, even the thin ice on the wide road in front of the door, I didn't know what method was used to dissolve it.

At this time, seeing that Gongzi was still pushing the mountain-like snowdrift at the door out of the door, Xu Liu hurriedly rushed down the steps, and shouted in a low voice while trotting over:

"Childe, why don't you call me early in the morning, I'll do it!"

As he spoke, Xu Liuyi was about to reach out to take the broom held by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked back at her amusefully and said:

"You say I woke up early, if I go to wake you up, won't you not get enough sleep?"

Xu Liuyi was stunned, and his outstretched hand couldn't help but stop in mid-air, feeling that what Childe said made sense, after all, his cultivation was not as good as Childe, and the time to sleep and rest must be longer than him......

It's just that Yang Fan turned around this time, but she didn't expect that she had already stretched out her hand, and the back of the hand holding the broom quietly fell into Xu Liuyi's hand to grab the broom.

The weather is cold and the wind is cold, but there is that hot hand, which warms the heart.

"Ahem!"

Yang Fan felt the soft touch coming from the back of his hand, and the embarrassment that he had just woken up with in the room—or perhaps the gentle warmth in the bed—hurriedly coughed dryly, pulled out his hand, and stuffed the broom into the dazed Xu Liuyi's hand.

"Here, just sweep all this snow to the door outside, and remember to tell me when you're done!"

Xu Liuyi blushed and nodded subconsciously, only to feel a breeze passing by him, and when he looked up again, Yang Fan was already gone.

Next to the one-person-high snowdrift, at this moment, there was only a girl dressed in white like snow and a red face, independent and independent.

"How did Childe go so fast? Could it be...... Or is it more beautiful to have a white dress......"

After another while, Xu Liuyi didn't hear Childe's movements from all over the house, and quietly glanced at the location of the snowdrift where the Red Dragon Sword had originally stood, and couldn't help but slowly raise his head, and the crimson on his face gradually faded, replaced by a grudge all over his face in an instant.

After Yang Fan ran out of the house, he didn't calm down the disorder in his heart until he ran out for a mile, and he couldn't help but feel strange.

"Looks like she's reaching out there and waiting for me to touch her, isn't she? Why did I run out?"

Yang Fan stopped, scratched his head, and subconsciously felt that a certain part of his heart was still itchy, and there seemed to be a bit of appropriate gentleness on the back of his hand, plucking the strings.

"Forget it, it's out anyway, let's go to my eldest brother's house to pay a New Year's greeting!

After straightening out what he was going to do next, Yang Fan cut off the mess in his heart, wantonly stepped on the flat snow on the ground, made a "creaking" sound along the way, and headed towards the guard post - although the road was a little far, and regardless of whether Uncle Lin found out about the departure of Yu Lingzhu's father and daughter, he only said that he had promised to come down before Yu Changtian left, and he had to inform him.

By the time he arrived at the Merlin, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

In this world where there is no machinery, only vitality and true energy, Yang Fan has to sigh, it is too inconvenient to have no watch!

Thanks to the omnipresent Yuan Qi induction in the world, the only people in this world who can accurately estimate the current time are probably the monks who introduce the Yuan into the body.

Ordinary people who want to know the current time can probably only rely on experience, or a sundial that can only be relied on when the sun is visible to the naked eye - a gloomy and snowy day like today's is naturally not usable.

"Click, click, click. ”

With the sound of three knocks on the door, the door of the Li family opened, and Li Shaobai smiled and welcomed Yang Fan in;

"Xiaofan, did you eat it in the morning? You definitely haven't eaten the peanut and cabbage stuffed dumplings I made at home yesterday!"

As Li Shaobai's hearty voice spread, a middle-aged woman walked out of the living room and looked at the two people in the courtyard with a smile.

Yang Fan looked at the face of this plain woman in a skirt who was four points similar to that of her eldest brother, and his heart was clear, so he stood still, bowed his hand, and said respectfully:

"Boy Yang Fan, it's time to greet your aunt for the New Year!"

With a kind smile on the woman's face, she waved her hand and said:

"You're Shaobai's sworn brother, right? family, don't care so much. I've heard Shaobai talk about you for a long time, and when I saw it today, you were really handsome and extraordinary, hehe......"

Yang Fan glanced at Li Shaobai, who turned around and went to the side of the room, and said in his heart With your temperament, I don't know what I am saying behind my back, but when the words come to his mouth, he says modestly:

"Aunt has won the award, and with such an excellent example as Brother Li in front of her, Xiaofan is thinking about depravity, but she can't lose the face of her eldest brother, right?"

It stands to reason that her son is already an eighteen-year-old mother, and she should be forty years old, but the one in front of her looks like she has no wrinkles, and her figure is still the girl's not fat and thin, not to mention the skin on her body.

I'm afraid you're not 30 years old, right?

Yang Fan was a little unsure whether the "aunt" he called before was right. When I was still in my hometown before, I was most worried about the seniority between these adults, but I didn't expect to change the world, and I still have to worry about what I should worry about.

On the other side, Li Shaobai's mother covered her mouth and chuckled lightly after listening to Yang Fan's half-serious and half-joking words, as if she was amused by it.

"Let's play first, I'll go make some tea for your uncle - Shaobai, don't snub Xiaofan, you know?"

As she spoke, she suddenly turned her head and instructed Li Shaobai, who was holding a large plate of dumplings next to her.

"Oh, Mom, you can go over with confidence!"

Li Shaobai beckoned Yang Fan to walk towards the living room, and said disgruntled to his mother.

"This kid!"

Mother Li smiled helplessly and moved to the room on the other side.

Through the window, you can vaguely see the rows of bookshelves inside, presumably in this half of the morning, the impression of Mr. Li Wenyu, who is kind and dignified, has been staying in it.

Yang Fan smiled and waited until Mother Li locked herself in the study, and immediately walked towards the living room:

"Come on, let me try your 'cabbage and peanut stuffing' dumplings, whether or not our 'cabbage and pork stuffing' dumplings are delicious!"

Yang Fan "hummed" twice, although he just opened his belly and ate a big meal last night, and he wouldn't feel hungry even if he didn't eat for ten days and half a month, but he loved to eat dumplings since he was a child, and now that he has seized the opportunity, he naturally has to eat enough before talking about anything else.

"Didn't I say, big brother, this cabbage should be stuffed with pork, and mixed with peanuts, can it be delicious?"

When it came to eating, Yang Fan's eyebrows fluttered endlessly, and he immediately lowered his voice and said:

"Tell you, yesterday's dishes in our house were all made by Xu Zhikun and the others! The taste is not much different from that made by my grandfather! Why don't you go to my house in the evening to try the craftsmanship?"

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