When the young man woke up, he sat blankly in front of the window, and there was a piece of rice paper as white as snow on the table, and he had already sharpened the ink, but he was carrying a brush stained with ink and did not know where to start drawing.

The snow outside the window was falling, and the maple trees were dropping some red maples from time to time, mixed with the white snow gradually sinking into the ground.

He told him that when painting, you need to be in the scene, and if you paint rain, you will become a drop of rain in the rain curtain. He wanted to be snow, a snowflake floating obliquely in the sky, but he couldn't integrate his mind.

"Squeak."

There was the sound of the wooden door being opened in the courtyard, and Chen Mingqiu knew that it was Sister Dongmei who had returned. So, he wanted to get up and go to see Sister Dongmei, but the resentment that came from nowhere made him stand up and sit down again.

He doesn't hate Sister Dongmei, on the contrary, he has always relied on Sister Dongmei.

However, he just didn't want to see Sister Dongmei at the moment.

The twelve-year-old boy glanced at the book "Nancheng" placed on the table, he wanted to read the book for a while, but picked it up and put it aside for a moment before putting it down.

Chen Mingqiu sat upright on the round stool and looked out the window again.

Outside the window is a snowy scene, it is the vast sky, the vast snow, falling on the courtyard wall, falling inside the courtyard wall, falling outside the courtyard wall.

Chen Dongmei held a yellow paper umbrella and stood under the red maple tree with the help of the old man, whose silver hair was wrapped in a bun like wooden chopsticks.

"A heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke and water are cold, and a maple leaf pill; Looking at the thousands of years, over thousands of generations, the blood-stained lone gull falls into the dust, and it is the maple leaf pill. The old man chanted as best he could, holding his head up to the maple tree in front of him.

Snowflakes flew diagonally on his shabby clothes, and the old man coughed, and a cloud of heat poured out.

Sister Dongmei also looked up at the red maple tree, her light eyebrows were compacted into a line, and she took the red maple that happened to fall and handed it to the old man.

The old man smiled and said, "This red maple is ripe. ”

"Hmm." Sister Dongmei responded.

"The tree is bigger, too."

"But I don't know what that red maple looks like now."

The old man turned around slowly, he attached a hand to Chen Dongmei's hand holding the yellow paper umbrella, and he said, "I have wronged you." ”

Sister Dongmei's eyes turned red, she shook her head and said, "No." She turned her head and turned her face towards a place that Chen Mingqiu couldn't see, and continued, "Everything is Dongmei's willingness, and besides, I'm doing well." ”

The old man strode away, away from the cover under the yellow paper umbrella.

"Sister Dongmei can't get married!" Chen Mingqiu suddenly rushed out of the house and shouted at the old man's back.

The old man stopped, but Sister Dongmei looked at Chen Mingqiu in surprise.

Chen Mingqiu said angrily: "I'd rather starve to death than Sister Dongmei marry someone like that!" ”

The old man turned around and looked at Chen Mingqiu on the six-story steps in the sparse snow in the courtyard, and he said: "It doesn't matter if grandpa dies, but if you don't marry Sister Dongmei, you won't live next autumn like your name." ”

"I was going to die, I was going to die!" Chen Mingqiu roared, "Anyway, Sister Dongmei can't get married!" ”

The old man ignored him, but just went under the eaves and said the last sentence to Chen Dongmei: "It's almost night, go and prepare for the fire to cook." ”

Chen Dongmei hid the smile at the corner of her mouth, bent over and said, "Yes." ”

The old man went into the house.

Chen Mingqiu ran to Sister Dongmei, and he said seriously: "You can't marry." ”

"Okay, I'm not going to marry." Chen Dongmei looked at Lang Ying, a young man who was shorter than her in front of her.

Chen Mingqiu was not at ease, she felt that Sister Dongmei was just comforting him by agreeing at this time, so he stretched out his two hands on Sister Dongmei's shoulders, and he said, "I will protect you!" ”

Chen Dongmei smiled like a flower in the cold wind, and when she handed him the yellow paper umbrella in her hand, she ran into the flying snow, Chen Mingqiu touched her face in the same place, as if a hot tear came from nowhere.

……

When it was dark, the snow was falling again.

Chen Mingqiu sat at the square wooden table.

Inside the house was a candle lit, held by an iron plate, and the oil that had fallen from it was collected. The candle oil flowed continuously, like ice melting and condensing into ice. The iron plate was placed in front of the table, and the bright yellow light flickered flickering, but it could still allow Chen Mingqiu to clearly see the hot dishes on the table.

It is a large plate of pickled cabbage, which is steaming upwards, and the fragrance of vegetables comes to the nose, which is better than the fragrance of flowers from the spring breeze.

Sister Dongmei doesn't know where to go, and always leaves him and her grandfather behind while eating.

Grandpa sat opposite, Chen Mingqiu didn't speak, only ate pickled cabbage with rice. Although he didn't eat meat, he ate it very well.

Grandpa picked up a vegetable leaf and said in a deep voice: "Sister Dongmei sleeps with you at night." ”

Chen Mingqiu asked suspiciously, "Doesn't Sister Dongmei have her own room?" ”

Grandpa smiled and said, "Two people sleep, warm." ”

"It's fine." Chen Mingqiu nodded, and agreed.

After dinner, when Chen Mingqiu returned to his house, he found that Sister Dongmei was already taking care of the bed. He saw that his thin bedding had been replaced by a thicker and wider bedding.

He smiled and said, "This futon must be warm." ”

Chen Dongmei also smiled and said, "Then go to bed early." ”

"Sister Dongmei, isn't that little cloud annoying?" Chen Mingqiu thought of the white cloud who laughed at him for crying during the day, he lowered his head and said, "Don't think she is annoying, in fact, she is also very pitiful." ”

"Why is Xiaoyun so pitiful?"

"She has no friends, I have Sister Dongmei, but she has no friends." Chen Mingqiu said to herself, "Although she always pesters me, I don't think she is annoying at all, she is actually a very cute little girl." She will do whatever the husband tells her to do, unlike other people who always perfunctory what the husband says. ”

Chen Dongmei sat on the bed, shaking her feet, and said, "Sister Dongmei can see that Xiaoyunduo likes you very much." ”

"Like? Just like I like Sister Dongmei? ”

"Maybe it's the same, maybe it's different." Chen Dongmei blinked her big eyes, and then said, "I think, Xiaoyunduo is to you what a woman likes a man. ”

"What does a woman like about a man?"

She got out of bed softly, squatted down, and placed Chen Mingqiu's hand on the mountain-like ups and downs under her neck.

Chen Mingqiu's body didn't feel tense, he didn't know why he subconsciously tightened his hands, feeling the warmth and softness in front of Sister Dongmei. He used to be very curious about why Sister Dongmei's body was a little different from his, he asked Sister Dongmei, and Sister Dongmei told him at that time that it was because of the difference between men and women.

Sister Dongmei was as angry as an orchid, and Chen Mingqiu's appearance seemed to be a little intoxicated.

"Do you want to know the difference between men and women?" Sister Dongmei asked.

Chen Mingqiu shook his head and nodded.

"Do you want to or don't want to?"

"I want to, but I can't, I'm not a man yet," he explained. ”

Sister Dongmei said: "After sleeping with a woman, you are a man." ”

"But I'm not the crown after all." Chen Mingqiu withdrew his hand, and he said, "Only when a man and Guan Fang are adults can they marry a wife and start a family." ”

He grabbed Sister Dongmei's Rouyi excitedly, and he suppressed his voice and shouted, "I know that you and I are not related by blood. But I can't, I just want to be my boy, you will always be my sister Dongmei! ”

"That Sister Dongmei who protects me!"

After shouting, Chen Mingqiu felt that he had no strength, so he went to the round stool in front of the table and sat down.

Sister Dongmei stood up, still looking out the window with her frosty eyes.

Chen Mingqiu shouted, "I can't-"

"Mr. said that there are many kinds of likes in this world, but only the likes between men and women are the most delusional. Sister Dongmei, you will eventually have someone you like......"

"You can't marry someone you don't like, and you can't do it for grandpa and for me, you have to do it for yourself!"

"So, for my sake, do you still want to learn martial arts?" When Sister Dongmei said this, it was like a sharp arrow piercing through Chen Mingqiu's thoughts.

The candle flame on the table stood upward, and a slight smoke floated out. Chen Mingqiu wiped the unfinished rice paper, and he said quietly: "I want to learn martial arts." ”

"But not just for you."

"Even if the rivers and lakes are treacherous, wind and rain?"

"Yes."