Shenjia Village.

In early spring, it is warm and cold.

"It's this cold, it's a little too much."

Shen Xingqi muttered quietly, feeling a little cold and added a piece of charcoal to the red-hot iron furnace.

She picked up the half-embroidered purse, and her white and slender fingers pinched the embroidery needle and slowly completed the stitches, stitch after stitch.

This speed is more than twice as slow as usual.

Shen Xingqi's thoughts drifted away again.

The people of the village and the mob fought all night to finally meet the rescue of the army, and after the excitement, exhaustion followed, and most of them went home to get a good rest.

Shen Xingqi thanked her brother and sister-in-law for their hard work, and deliberately boiled a pot of red date and ginger soup to ward off the cold.

Just now, she brought it with a hot soup.

"Strange, how do you feel that they are different...... Is it really my delusion? ”

I just haven't seen him for a while.

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a long time, and finally attributed the strangeness in her heart to her own heart.

"My brother and sister-in-law's clothes are a little small, so I need to make a few more."

The master bedroom of the Shen family.

On the table near the paper window is a small porcelain pot and dishes, and the heat wafts out of the cracks in the porcelain pot.

The aroma of red dates mixed with the spicy taste of shredded ginger suddenly filled the entire cottage.

A man and a woman in the room were wearing the coarse cloth clothes that the countrymen of the Dayan Dynasty often weared, but the embarrassing thing was that the sleeves on the young man's body seemed to be three fingers shorter.

“...... Burst. ”

Cheng Xi swore that she didn't really want to laugh.

It's just that the scene in front of me is too discordant, especially when the expressions of the parties are finally no longer as steady and calm as ever.

Haha~ You also have times of embarrassment and disbelief?

That's really, really, so rare!

Shen Xingluo was surprised for a moment, and then sat down with the hem of his clothes lightly.

"Not angry?"

"How is that possible?"

Cheng Xi didn't mind settling accounts with the Autumn Queen at all, "My husband is so open-minded and courageous, he actually put himself in danger, and he almost died with that zombie!" ”

"If I'm not sure, I won't make a move."

"I thought we had reached a consensus a long time ago, or did you mention it yourself, remember?"

Cheng Xi sat next to him, his arms on the wooden table, and he was about to have a deep conversation.

"Creek."

Shen Xingluo raised his eyes, "Even if I don't make a move, you won't let Zhuang Xuan and Xu Qingzhou fall into danger." ”

“......”

Cheng Xi was stunned.

Initially, the end times were just a short thrilling journey for the two.

It's common to meet people during the journey, if you don't have a deep friend to say hello, you can just be each other's passers-by, but it is inevitable to meet a few people with the right temper during the four-month journey.

They are no longer just names, but living beings.

There is an emotional bond between them, even if they will never see each other again.

Cheng Xi does not deny that she has already classified a few people as friends, and will help the other party even if it costs some money when the other party is in distress.

She was originally angry that Shen Xingluo was too risky and threatened his life, but now it sounded like he had taken care of his feelings?

Or is the latter the majority?

Cheng Xi's mind once again resurfaced the pair of stunning eyes at that time, and suddenly lost the momentum just now.

“...... Drink some ginger soup. ”

She opened the porcelain lid and let the hot soup evaporate, serving it in a bowl with a wooden spoon.

Shen Xingluo, on the opposite side, bent the fingers of his right hand and placed it casually in front of the wooden table, as if he was observing a kitten that had just put away its claws.

"Madame's dress is also a little shorter."

"One finger at most."

Cheng Xi has indeed grown so much, but the ancient women's dresses have always been too big, and now they can't see anything.

It's a saving on fabric.

When the red date and ginger soup was drunk into the mouth, the spicy sensation suddenly invaded the entire mouth, and a layer of fine sweat gradually appeared on the tip of the nose.

For the villagers of Shenjia Village, they had just experienced a terrifying battle.

The same is true for Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi.

After dealing with the multi-series high-level zombies, the zombie tide gradually faded, and there were no more eyes on the two of them as if they were studying magical beasts.

In addition to the survivors of the Central China base, there are also those in power.

Considering that the commotion this time was too big, and the interstellar supermarket no longer needed the two of them to take care of it personally, they simply took this opportunity to leave the apocalyptic plane.

After drinking the ginger soup from his sister, Cheng Xi decisively returned to the bedroom of the space and closed his eyes to rest.

】

When she woke up again, the sun in Shenjia Village was already due south.

"Huh?"

It's been three hours outside, isn't that ...... in that space?

"Madame slept for seven hours."

The man holding the ancient book at the table did not raise his head, and accurately reported the specific time.

The porcelain pot originally used to hold ginger soup has been replaced by a fuchsia teapot, and a cup is now exuding the aroma of black tea.

Cheng Xi walked over and poured himself a glass, "When did you get up?" ”

"An hour ago."

“......”

Is it an hour outside or in space, you make me feel retarded.

However, in front of Shen Xingluo, it was not the first time that she had not had enough brains.

This problem only existed here in Cheng Xi for a second, and it quickly disappeared.

"The weather is getting better, the snow disaster should be over soon, what are your plans for the future?"

"Farming, prepare for the Beijing entrance examination in August."

"Shouldn't it be in March or April?"

Cheng Xi remembered that it was the end of March, and suddenly realized, "This year's spring festival has been postponed." ”

During the Chinese New Year, most of the people in the Great Yan Dynasty were struggling to survive the snow disaster, and their lives were once threatened, where could anyone still arrive in the capital to participate in the examination.

"It has not been postponed, and the students of Beijing Middle School have already participated in the Spring Festival. Shengshang cherishes talents, and sets up an additional test for students from other places in August, and then participates in the temple examination with Beijing middle school students. ”

Shen Xingluo opened a page of the book, "And now this news should not have come out. ”

"I see."

Cheng Xi knew that the news came from the memories of his previous life.

She glanced at the scar on the side of Shen Xingluo's face, which was now very shallow.

There are a lot of scar removal creams in pharmacies in the last days, and there are also them in the system mall, but they are not used because of the defects of ancient medical techniques.

It's time to make a clear move.

No, Cheng Xi has always felt that the scars make Shen Xingluo look more flavorful.

However, you have to look at the face Σ (⊙▽⊙"a

"In that case, the top priority is farming."

As for reading?

Instead of worrying about Shen Xingluo, it is better to comfort and comfort those students who are in the same class as him.

Competing with such a white cut black is estimated to have poured blood mold for eight lifetimes.

"Do we have land?"

"Yes, my father and mother are not good at farming, and they don't live in the village all year round, and the family's few acres of thin fields have always been rented by Uncle Manho."

Shen Xingluo closed the book, "There will be a sharp drop in mid-April, and there will be no harvest in Lin'an Mansion and the areas north of it. ”