As the days passed, the weather became colder and colder.

Between the trees, the sound of insects is rarely heard.

Many small animals have already entered hibernation.

The Dasheng Dynasty is similar to the Daming in another time and space, probably in the Xiaoice period.

I don't know how ordinary people survived in such cold weather.

If it weren't for the eldest lady of the Shen family, she sent Huang Tinghui and the little girl a few thick clothes.

Huang Tinghui only felt that he had to "lie down" through this cold winter.

With strong willpower, Huang Tinghui finally got up from bed and got dressed.

After all, my daughter-in-law got up early, and if I hid in the bed because I was afraid of the cold, wouldn't I be laughed at?

After getting dressed, Huang Tinghui sighed.

A piece of water vapor quickly formed in the air, Huang Tinghui walked to the door, and when he looked up, he saw that half of Funiu Ridge was shrouded in the mist.

The morning sun struggled to penetrate the fog and send warm sunlight into the trees.

In the bright sunshine, the dense fog in the forest seemed to be given vitality, and flowed like a stream of water.

Patches of mountains and forests seem to be brushed by silky satin, half-covering and half-hidden in the world.

These trees stand tall and greedily absorb the bright sunlight of the new day.

Huang Tinghui admired this beautiful scenery, he stretched his waist and moved his body.

At this moment, a voice came from this side, "Husband, husband......"

"You wait, wait a while, Lian'er will start a fire soon!"

The little girl said as she fanned the fire.

Flames were rising on the wood, and the charcoal was being lit little by little.

But the smoke from the burning firewood was a little smoked girl who couldn't open her eyes.

Looking at the little girl's hurried appearance, Huang Tinghui only felt a little crying and laughing.

When the cute little girl raised her head, Huang Tinghui couldn't hold back anymore, and he laughed out loud after all.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

The little girl didn't know why, she looked at her husband Huang Tinghui blankly, and asked a little strangely.

"Lian'er, do you know what you look like now, like a little black cat."

Huang Tinghui found a more vivid animal and made an analogy.

"Little black cat?"

The little girl was stunned?

It wasn't until Huang Tinghui nodded the little girl's face that the little girl reacted.

The brazier that rolls up the smoke, the little girl doesn't want it.

She placed the fan on the stool and ran fast on her long legs.

I saw her slip into the kitchen as soon as she slipped through the smoke.

Then the reflection in the water tank, the little girl realized that when she was pouring charcoal, her cheeks, forehead, and even her neck were full of black marks.

Since ancient times, women have been pleasing to themselves.

The little girl is no exception, where could she have thought that she would make a fool of herself in front of her husband one day?

This made the little girl a little panicked.

It's just that what the little girl doesn't know is that her appearance falls in Huang Tinghui's eyes, which is indeed extraordinarily cute.

Like someone, maybe no matter what the other person looks like.

I will only think it will be cute, and I will only think it will be cute.

Even like Huang Tinghui, it is not exempt from vulgarity.

"This little girl!" Huang Tinghui shook his head, and he lifted the small stove to the upper hand.

A breeze swept in and blew away the smoke that was burning, comparable to the hard blowing of a fan.

Huang Tinghui didn't move, just waited for the flames blown by the breeze to roll up and cover the charcoal until it burned red a little bit.

After a while, the flames were already burning the charcoal red.

When you put your hand on top of the charcoal, you can feel a slight warmth emanating from it.

The chill in my body dispelled a little.

At this time, Huang Tinghui returned to the courtyard with the brazier.

At this time, the little girl also washed her little face, and stood in the courtyard like that.

Seeing Huang Tinghui lit the brazier, the little girl's eyes showed a little surprise.

"Husband, you lit the brazier!"

"Lian'er has been ordering for a long time, and she fanned her there just now, and her hands are sore!"

"Husband is awesome!" The little girl praised Huang Tinghui again.

Hearing the little girl's praise, Huang Tinghui smiled slightly.

He wasn't going to tell the story of how easily he had lit this female basin just now.

If you say it, what a blow to the little girl's enthusiasm!

"You at least forced it to ignite, and what the husband did was just a kick in the door!"

"It's Lian'er's credit!"

Huang Tinghui habitually wanted to stretch out his right hand and rubbed the little girl's head.

But he realized that his palms were a little dirty, so he quickly took them back.

"It's a husband!"

The little girl looked at Huang Tinghui's eyes with little stars, and her eyes were full of admiration.

"Okay, okay, husband!"

"Lian'er is also great!" Huang Tinghui followed the little girl's words and praised both of them.

However, Huang Tinghui quickly thought of something, he looked at Wu Feilian and asked: "Lian'er, my husband remembers that there seems to be no charcoal at home, where did you get this charcoal?" ”

"It was given by Sister Shen!"

"Just a few days ago, when my husband was not at home, Sister Shen came to our house again!"

"Sister Shen who received Lian'er, Sister Shen was holding Lian'er's hand at that time, saying that Lian'er's hand was so cold!"

"She also wants to say that her husband doesn't care about Lian'er, she doesn't know that her husband has told Lian'er that next time we go to the market, we will buy some charcoal and go home."

Lian'er told her, but Sister Shen was still unhappy, so she asked her servant to send some charcoal to Lian'er.

"These charcoal were given by Sister Shen!"

The innocent Wu Feilian said to Huang Tinghui.

But listening to Wu Feilian's words, Huang Tinghui felt that something was inexplicably wrong.

He stared at the little girl's hand tightly, although he felt that some things were unlikely, but he had to guard against it.

"Lian'er, then Miss Shen is holding your hand tightly?" Huang Tinghui asked tentatively.

"yes!"

"Sister Shen still thinks Lian'er's hands are good-looking, so we compared them like this."

After speaking, Lian'er, who was ignorant of the world, also made the actions at that time.

Seeing this scene, Huang Tinghui's whole person was not good.

Although this may also be the eldest lady of the Shen family, she loves Lian'er like a sister.

But the picture came to Wong's mind.

A smell of vinegar rose to the sky, and I couldn't restrain it at all.

Ten fingers clasped!

I didn't even lock my fingers with my daughter-in-law!

Got a sneak start by a?

In Huang Tinghui's chest, there is an inexplicable emotion fluctuating and brewing.

After a long time, Huang Tinghui suppressed this emotion.

What's going on?

No wonder the eldest lady of the Shen family has always been businesslike in the face of herself.

She actually ......

Huang Tinghui's eyes were firmly fixed on the little girl, who was organizing his own language.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" The little girl asked a little strangely.

After a long while, Huang Tinghui said to the little girl: "Lian'er, you are not allowed to be so close to the eldest lady of the Shen family in the future." ”

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