In the next few days, Kyungwon really felt that the deep winter was coming.

The sky was not clear for a moment, it was snowing every moment, and the cold wind blew through the walls and crevices, like something was wailing endlessly.

The roof and yard were covered with a thick layer of snow, so much so that one day he had great difficulty pushing open the door, because nearly half of the doors were blocked by the accumulated snow.

The bucket he had put in the yard last night had disappeared without a trace when he woke up early in the morning.

He had to take out a shovel and shovel away the snow near the gate, and then trace the memories of last night, step in the yard, and dig out the bucket buried in the snowdrift.

The farthest he'd been in the past few days was by the wall in the courtyard where the buckets were kept.

It's too cold outside, it's scary dark, the wind is slapping on your face, like it's going to smash you, this kind of weather really doesn't want to go anywhere.

He brought a large amount of firewood indoors so that it would not turn into digging firewood.

He was glad that he had found a house that was sturdy, comfortable, and soundproofed enough before winter came, so that he wouldn't have to endure the leaks and noises in the snow, and that he had a lot of food stocked, so that he didn't have to brave the wind and snow to go to strange places, to houses where monsters were hidden, and to try to find out what was left to eat.

Except for the bucket, he basically stayed inside the house all the time.

The first thing he does when he gets up every morning is to boil hot water, because he needs to wash his face with hot water to recover from the low temperature sleepiness.

After that, he will make himself a cup of coffee, the aroma of the coffee is very refreshing, and the smell makes him relax physically and mentally.

After he recovered some of his spirits, he mixed warm water, changed the bandages for Tang Xue, and applied ointment.

Every morning, he would take Tang Xue's body temperature, and on the third day after returning to the villa, Tang Xue's fever subsided, her body temperature returned to normal, and her voice gradually recovered.

He gave Tang Xue a cup of coffee that he had ground by hand, and he wanted to know how well he brewed coffee, but he couldn't taste it, so he could only ask Tang Xue to evaluate it for him.

He grinded the coffee very carefully, grinding the coffee beans to the size of table salt particles with a wooden pestle, then straining it back and forth three times with a fine sieve, pouring it into a water cup, adding sugar, and stirring until there was no scum in sight.

The coffee he drinks on weekdays has never been so careful, it is hastily crushed with a wooden pestle, poured into a cup and washed with hot water, and then he tilted his head and swallowed it in his stomach while chewing the coffee grounds.

"A cup of coffee with a lot of care should be ground many times, and even particles can brew coffee with uniform concentration, but the quality of these coffee beans is really not good, although the smell has not changed, but the taste in the mouth is too bitter, and even has a sour taste." Tang Xue said so.

She didn't seem to be happy with the taste of the coffee, but when Kyungwon tried to take it away, she drank it all in one go, saying that if the perfect score was 100, she would rate it 100.

Kyungwon asked her, if you gave it to someone to drink, how many points do you think they would give?

She said that whoever dared not give 100 points, she poured whoever was into the cement pillar and sank to the bottom of the sea to feed the sharks.

Almost every day, after getting up, he pushed Tang Xue to the small stove in the hall, cooking on the fire, and chatting with her about something.

Xiaobai also likes to come over, and his favorite thing to do is to lie on the stove with his butt facing back, and he likes this position very much, it seems that because the fire can warm the hair and muscles near his missing leg, and it always purr comfortably.

In such a cold weather, sitting by the fire is indeed more comfortable than just using a desk lamp.

So later, Jingyuan found a big iron pot as a brazier, and in the afternoon, he put the remaining charcoal into the brazier, put some dry firewood, and put the brazier at his feet.

Usually in the afternoon, I play military chess with Tang Xue in the living room, or other chess.

Tang Xue seems to play any chess well, even if she has never seen a chess book, she can quickly get started after reading the rules manual.

Her IQ is indeed very high, Jing Yuan and her games are always more losses and fewer wins, and most of the games that can be evenly matched are because of Tang Xue's concession.

When Kyungwon thought about it, he felt like he was in her trap.

In competitive games, no one likes to crush the game, whether it is crushing the opponent or the opponent crushing himself.

For example, in League of Legends, if you meet too powerful fish bombers on the opposite side, you will always be killed and very depressed, but if you really want to win, you can always win if you go to fight man-machine, but what's the point of that?

Tang Xue always asked Jing Yuan to touch her head under the guise of letting her son, at first she just touched her head, and then she made all kinds of small requests, such as asking Jing Yuan to help her comb her bangs, or holding her hand for a minute, but it was not all this kind of request, sometimes she only asked Jing Yuan to help her pour a glass of water.

She asked Kyungwon for wool and knitting needles on the day her fever subsided, and it looked like she was really going to knit a scarf and a pair of gloves for Kyungwon.

She learned it from scratch, and she learned it herself, and every time Kyungwon lit a fire in front of the stove, she would sit in a wheelchair, play with woolen balls and knitting needles, and on the first day, she didn't knit anything, only a mess of threads.

Kyungwon said that if it was Mr. Kyungwon who really didn't want her, she could not weave, but she would never allow the problem to lie with her.

Whenever she had free time, Kyungwon could see her fiddling with yarn balls there, and even asked Kyungwon for pen and paper, writing research notes, and studying very carefully how the wool was turned into scarves and gloves.

Kyungwon asked her, "Have you really won prizes in physics competitions and math competitions?" ”

"Before I was in junior high school, I studied in a special school in the provincial capital, and my classmates were all children of the same non-commissioned officer family, which was a special school that ordinary children could not touch, after junior high school, because my grandfather transferred to the rehabilitation center near Zhoushan, and said that he wanted to see me often, my father took me to move here, although I studied in the school in Zhoushan, but the family hired a private teacher for me, I did not participate in the evening self-study in the school, and went back to private lessons every night, I won the first prize in the National Physics Competition and Mathematics Competition for Middle School Students in the second year of junior high school, Before I graduated, I was supposed to be 14 years old, and I had already obtained the qualification for university admission. ”

"Didn't your family think about letting you study abroad?"

"Children born in a family like mine can't get a student visa."

"Is there anything else you say?"

"Yes, when I was a child, when I traveled abroad, my family had to apply for a visa a year in advance, prepare materials, and go to the diplomatic embassy temporarily, but the visa officer would refuse to approve it on the grounds of endangering national security."

(End of chapter)