Although the house in the deserted house was cleaned up and could be inhabited, it was very cold, but it was much better than sleeping in the wilderness.

The bedding used to sleep was originally warm, but Shen Qingyu only lay down for a while, and felt that the quilt was cold, and he didn't feel it when he walked around, and he felt extremely uncomfortable when he was cold after lying down.

She couldn't lie down for a while, so she rolled over and did it.

In the center of the room, Ruyi, who was wearing a thick coat, was guarding the charcoal brazier, and when she saw her sitting up, she said with concern: "Is the girl too cold?" Does the hand stove not work either? ”

Shen Qingyu shook his head, rubbed his arms and said, "How can it be so cold?" ”

Ruyi comforted: "It's inevitable to go out." Why don't the slaves go and bring in a few more charcoal braziers? ”

Shen Qingyu shook his head, remembering what Mu Xun said about admiring the moon at night, and his heart moved, "I can't sleep in the cold, let's go out and have a look?" ”

Ruyi hesitated: "Isn't it okay? ”

Seeing that Shen Qingyu insisted, she had no choice but to go out with her.

Although Shen Qingyu wanted to see if Mu Xun was admiring the moon as he said, in the end, he just thought about it and went to find Shen Qinglin.

Shen Qinglin really couldn't sleep coldly, and was talking to Gan Nan. Seeing Shen Qingyu coming, he couldn't help frowning, "What?" You're too cold to sleep. ”

"Hmm." Shen Qingyu nodded in acknowledgement.

Gannan proposed: "The subordinates saw that there was a light in the front hall, and the master seemed to have stayed in the hall without resting. The hall is much warmer than these rooms, so it is better to move there, hold on for the night, and leave early tomorrow morning. ”

"It's fine." Shen Qinglin felt that this method was good, the room was really cold, and he couldn't sleep anyway.

The group came to the hall together, and the master stayed there, and he sat in his chair, staring motionless, as if he were an empty shell without a soul.

Shen Qingyu hadn't carefully observed this person before, he only knew that he was a man in his forties, and now seeing him sitting on the side like this, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

His complexion was pale and pale, as if he did not see the sun often, and he had no calluses on his hands, and he looked like a pampered man, who at first glance was not a farmer working in the fields.

But he is not like a businessman, and businessmen do business with people, so he shouldn't be such a clumsy tongue, and all he turns over and over is just a few words.

There was always a sad look on his face, and even when he smiled, it seemed as if something was in trouble for him.

Shen Qingyu was a little curious, is there any reason why such a person lives in such a big house?

The master finally came back to his senses from his thoughts, and hurriedly got up and gave up his seat, "Is it cold that I can't sleep, I haven't lived here for too long, it's okay in summer, but there is no one in winter, so it's naturally cold." ”

He continued: "I'm fine in this room, I live in this room, and it's up to me anyway. ”

The hall here was as charcoal-lit as the previous room, but much warmer.

The structure of this mansion is different from that of ordinary houses. The entrance is close to the antechamber, and the living rooms need to be bypassed the antechamber, and there is a small garden in the middle of the rooms used for living.

To put it simply, enter through the main gate, enter the vestibule directly from the courtyard, and then pass through the garden to get to the place where you live.

Although there was some distance, this difference in temperature still made Shen Qingyu a little strange.

Just when Shen Qingyu moved the chair to his brother's side and was close to him, thinking that it would be warmer.

Mu Xun and his companions, Song Sinian's master and servant actually came to the front hall together, and it seemed that they couldn't sleep.

The host was a little restrained, and said apologetically as he went out: "I'll go and get two more charcoal pots." Let's deal with it for one night. ”

Song Sinian's master and servant, Mu Xun and his companions, Shen Qingyu and his party all gathered in the hall.

Although there are many people in the Shen family, it is really so cold that they can't sleep and come to the hall are actually the two Shen Qingyu brothers and sisters, and they also brought their respective followers, and no one else came.

They were not familiar with each other, so naturally they had nothing to say, the atmosphere was a little condensed, and the silence in the hall could be heard.

Shen Qingyu looked at this, and then at that, somehow she was a little excited, getting together like this always reminded her of some common story developments, and in this case, it was the best time to listen to the story.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with asking so directly, so she asked, "We're pretty boring, does anyone have a story to tell?" ”

And the only one of these people who seems to be able to tell stories is Mu Xun, who is a fast catcher and has easier access to some bizarre cases.

Naturally, Shen Qingyu's gaze fell on Mu Xun.

Mu Xun didn't shirk and said, "Yes." ”