The weather is getting colder and colder, there have been two snowfalls in the capital, and people who are resistant to frost have begun to add thick clothes to their bodies, and they don't care about what is beautiful or not.

Zhang Chu didn't feel anything, in the past, every winter, the climate in Jingshi was much colder than now, and when it snowed, the city patrol wouldn't pull more than a dozen cars of corpses outside.

If you are unlucky and are sent to Liaodong, you don't need the bow and arrow saber of Jianyu, just one night of north wind, people can lose half their lives.

After coming here, Zhang Chu learned a word in the book, called the Xiaoice River Period.

Perhaps the reason why Huangming died was that it was not a rogue in the territory at all, and the Jianyu of Liaodong, it was precisely this Xiaoice River period that froze the national Zuo of Daming.

All kinds of natural and man-made disasters continue, even if Emperor Chongzhen is diligent in government, can he still go against the sky?

Call......

Opening the door early in the morning, a breath of turbid air exhaled with bursts of white smoke, Zhang Chu only felt that his spirits were lifted.

People living in this era are so lucky that the kind of object called heating in the house does not know how many people can suffer less in winter.

The door on the opposite side opened, and Zhang Jingchu, who had successfully changed her name, walked out, and when she saw Zhang Chu, she showed a bright smile.

"Morning!"

Zhang Chu couldn't help but be infected, and also laughed: "Morning! ”

The snow in the yard was cleaned up by two people yesterday and piled up in a corner, and Zhang Jingchu, who was playful, also spent a lot of effort to build a snowman.

However, after freezing all night, there was still a thin layer of frost on the ground, and it felt a little slippery when stepping on it.

"You move first, I'll go buy it early!"

Zhang Jingchu did not refuse, and after signing the contract, she began to learn kung fu from Zhang Chu and prepared for the start of the film after the year.

Lin Xian'er in the story is not a weak woman who is powerless, although she has not been on the weapon spectrum, her own martial arts are not weak at all.

For the role of Lin Xian'er, people always care too much about her appearance and ignore her martial arts, but it is precisely because she is the best in the world that her requests have almost never been refused.

As a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, martial arts and weapons are the foundation of her foothold, so she can easily exchange for all kinds of divine weapons and peerless martial arts through beauty.

In addition, she is a thoughtful person with perseverance, and those men with strong martial arts covet her beauty, so as long as there is a request, they will do their best to meet it.

Lin Xian'er's martial arts can be said to be the best of a hundred schools, but because she didn't lay a good foundation when she was young, her martial arts were all learned.

And because her "business" is busy, she has a poor foundation in martial arts, but she is better at the novelty of her moves, and she can easily win against ordinary masters in the rivers and lakes, but against those masters who are at the top of the weapon spectrum, I am afraid that she will not be able to catch it.

Although the script does not mention the plot of Lin Xian'er fighting with others, since it is written in the original book that Lin Xian'er knows martial arts, in order to be prepared, it is necessary to prepare well.

Out of the door, there is a morning shop at the mouth of the alley, selling food, which is much more complete than the vendors who did small business in the capital before, and the one called bean juice is very suitable for Zhang Chu's appetite.

"A bowl of bean juice, a bowl of soy milk, ten buns, meat!"

After buying it for a few days in a row, Zhang Chu gradually got used to it.

Even after living in this era for a long time, he couldn't help but wonder if he really lived in the Ming Dynasty before.

Or is it that he has the schizophrenia that the book says and fantasizes about another self.

"Gotcha, it's yours, take it!"

Every time Zhang Chu comes to buy bean juice these days, the boss will enthusiastically match him with two burnt rings and shredded pickles, and then take the trouble to teach him how to eat to be authentic.

After paying the money and taking the things, Zhang Chu went home.

Unconsciously, Zhang Chu really regarded this place as his home.

He didn't have it in his previous life, but now it really makes him feel a little bit.

When she returned home, Zhang Jingchu was ready, and under Zhang Chu's guidance, she practiced the boxing routines she had taught her these days.

I have to say that Zhang Jingchu's talent is much better than Fan Bingbing's, and she learns quickly, but it's a pity that she started too late, otherwise, with Zhang Chu in charge of training, maybe she can really learn something.

As for now, it is enough to have a general posture.

"You're drinking this again?"

Seeing the bean juice poured by Zhang Chu in the bowl, Zhang Jingchu couldn't help frowning, although it didn't smell good, as long as she saw the slimy thing, she couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach.

I tasted it out of curiosity before, but I vomited it all over the place, but now I can't stand it when I see it.

"Personal preferences are different, your arsenic, my delicacies."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and took a sip, the sour taste stimulated his taste buds, and his appetite was great for a while.

Zhang Jingchu didn't even dare to look at it, lowered her head and concentrated on dealing with her own soy milk.

She couldn't understand how anyone could like to eat so strangely.

"Zhang Chu!"

While eating, Zhang Jingchu suddenly remembered something.

"How?"

Zhang Jingchu whispered: "It's almost the New Year." ”

Spring festival?

Zhang Chu was stunned when he heard this, and only after reacting did he understand what Zhang Jingchu meant by the New Year.

"You're going home?"

The Chinese opera has been on holiday, Zhang Jingchu is from Fujian, and she should indeed go home.

"I didn't say I was going home!"

Since she fooled her family three years ago, saying that she was admitted to the Department of Chinese Opera Art and came to the capital, she vowed that if she couldn't realize her dream, she would not go home.

At that time, I was young, and I thought I was quite ambitious, but now that I think about it, I really don't know who I am punishing.

originally got the role of Lin Xian'er, and she was only one step away from her dream, and before the holiday, she also thought about going home.

But......

"I'll stay in the capital for the New Year."

Zhang Chu's hand that went to get the bun froze in mid-air, and soon returned to normal.

"I'm used to living alone, it's not funny."

The memories of his past life and this life are mixed together, Zhang Chu seems to have always been alone, in his previous life, before the age of thirteen, he was accompanied by his mother, and he has always been an orphan in this life.

In the past, Zhang Chu didn't care much about the Spring Festival, at that time, although the life of the people was difficult because of natural disasters and man-made disasters, but on the day of the New Year, like an obsession, people would always try their best to have a lively time, even if they would starve to death tomorrow, they would take out the best rations to enjoy on this day.

Zhang Chu is an exception, he has no relatives, his half-brother Ding Xiu is barely half, and he doesn't have many friends, so he is only one Lu Jianxing.

Lonely and lonely, there is nothing good about the Spring Festival.

Every day on this day, Zhang Chu is either on duty in the palace, or he goes to spend all day drinking.

This is also why, when Zhang Jing mentioned "New Year" just now, Zhang Chu didn't react for a while.

Count the days, it's really almost that day.

"Then how to do, the Spring Festival is of extraordinary significance to us Chinese."

Zhang Jingchu deliberately said in an exaggerated tone, as if hoping to arouse Zhang Chu's interest.

"Other festivals are fine, but the Spring Festival must not be sloppy!"

As he spoke, he propped his elbows on the table and leaned towards Zhang Chu.

"Zhang Chu, how about we celebrate the New Year together?"

Zhang Chu looked at Zhang Jingchu, his expression was a little stunned, since the Spring Festival is so important, why don't you go home?

Zhang Jingchu took the initiative to put it forward, and Zhang Chu had no reason to refuse.

The so-called not caring is just trying to escape.

On the days when the city is full of lights, he is lonely and alone, and the iron man will have indescribable sadness in his heart.

Now that it is decided to celebrate the New Year together, it is time to prepare.

After breakfast, Zhang Jingchu dragged Zhang Chu out of the door and went straight to Wangfujing.

Zhang Chu had been here once before, and he had felt the thick smoke and fire here, but it was a pity that he was shy at the time, and he was powerless in the face of the novelties on the street.

What needs to be done during the Spring Festival, Zhang Chu has no experience, so he can only let Zhang Jingchu decide.

Spring couplets, lanterns, firecrackers, fireworks......

Since 93 years in the capital, fireworks have been banned, except for the New Year, and the traditional customs of the people should still be respected.

After only walking around for a while, Zhang Chu's body was already full of various small objects.

Zhang Jingchu checked it out, and found that there were still a few things that she hadn't bought, so she dragged Zhang Chu to continue shopping.

"It's almost now!"

Zhang Jingchu smiled and clapped her hands.

"Let's go, go home! There are still a few days before the Chinese New Year, and if there is anything missing, it will be added when the time comes. ”

Listening to this, I really feel like I'm living at home.

On the night of the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the capital ushered in another snowfall, and the temperature that was gradually rising was smashed back all of a sudden.

But no matter how cold the day is, it can't stop the people's enthusiasm for the Spring Festival, early in the morning, every household begins to prepare, some go outside the city to worship their ancestors, and some are busy pasting Spring Festival couplets at home.

"A little up, a little more, yes, yes, it's okay!"

Zhang Jingchu was so cold that her nose was red, but she still commanded Zhang Chu to post Spring Festival couplets with great interest.

This small courtyard, where there is a door frame, has been plastered full of boarding, not close to look at it, I thought it was going to be a happy event.

With this splash of red, the festive energy was immediately brought out.

was busy working, the landlord suddenly came, still holding a large cardboard box in his hand, and saw that the two were pasting Spring Festival couplets, and couldn't help laughing.

"Not bad! The two of them are quite like that. ”

As he spoke, he placed the large cardboard box on the stone table in the courtyard.

"The TV, for the New Year, can't be without a ring, this is my home replaced, it's always a little old, but it can still be used, move it over and use it for you!"

Zhang Jingchu heard the words and said: "Brother Sun, thank you so much, I originally thought that I didn't have the Spring Festival Gala this year, thanks to you still thinking about it." ”

Usually Zhang Jingchu treats outsiders very little, even if she is the landlord, she just remains polite, but today she smiled so brightly, the landlord and grandson were also flattered.

After chatting for a while, the landlord left under the pretext that there was something at home, and Zhang Jingchu hurriedly asked Zhang Chu to move the TV back to the house, connect the antenna, turn on the electricity, and after turning it on, the picture came out immediately.

is broadcasting the news of the backstage interview of the Spring Festival Gala, looking at the familiar faces, Zhang Jingchu really feels that the new year is really coming.

"By the way, the lantern hasn't been hung yet!"