On the fifth day of winter, Li Yunsheng finally realized the profound meaning of the sentence "autumn water is cold when winter begins" in the mouths of senior brothers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yesterday there was a cold rain at noon, and a strong wind blew in the evening, and this morning, in the wind and snow, the autumn water mountains have been covered in silver, solemn and quiet.

After these days of exercise, Li Yunsheng thought that he could resist this bit of cold, he finished picking up the water of the old locust tree, and originally wanted to take advantage of this chill to play "Fighting Tiger Boxing" a few times to sharpen his muscles, but he didn't expect to fight it once, so he couldn't help but hide in the cabin.

As soon as Li Yunsheng entered the house, he took off his sweaty clothes, put on a clean single clothes, and put on the new jacket sent by his sister-in-law a few days ago.

The casserole on the small tandoor in the house, at this time made a "good" rumbling sound, the pot was the mutton bones sent by the senior brother in the morning, and some livestock were slaughtered in the winter before the view, and they were kept for meat for the winter, Li Yunsheng originally shared some, but Zhang Antai felt that the mutton bones were very beautiful, and he was reluctant to eat them alone, so he specially distributed some to Li Yunsheng, and Su Ru also specially wrote down the boiling method of this mutton bone soup and handed it to Zhang Antai to bring to Li Yunsheng.

Li Yunsheng looked at the note with a fine block written on it at the time, and was at a loss for a long time, he knew how to boil the mutton bone soup, but he was very desperate this time, and he was also very happy to find the steps on the note, washing the bones step by step, stir-frying in a hot pot, submerging the meat and bones when adding water, and then simmering slowly over low heat.

There is still a stick of incense left, and the mutton bone soup can be out of the pot, even if it is only a stick of incense, Li Yunsheng happily complies with it.

He squatted on the ground wrapped in his new jacket, sometimes looking at the fire expectantly, sometimes staring blankly at the snow outside the window.

Looking at the unruly autumn mountains outside the window, now that they have changed their color and appearance by this small snowflake, but they are helpless, Li Yunsheng feels interesting, shocking and moved.

"Why can't this piece of snowflakes survive the winter, and the snowflakes that will melt immediately in the palm of your hand, as long as you meet the right time and enough quantity, you can crush these mountains without any temper?"

Li Yunsheng thought about this question for a long time, and then he replied in his heart: "Weak must win strong, one must be time, and the other must be accumulated." Not everything can be added or subtracted, and in the cultivation realm, one can never be the enemy of ten, even if you are ten and one is added. However, Li Yunsheng felt that otherwise, one was indeed no match for ten, and ten of them might not be enough, but what about one hundred? Or even ten thousand ones? Or even ten thousand ones, just like this snowflake that overwhelmed the mountains, one piece naturally could not do it, and ten pieces would certainly not be enough, but what about 100,000 pieces, a million pieces? In the final analysis, it is not that one cannot defeat ten, but that the number of efforts of one is not enough. ”

Thinking of this, Li Yunsheng smiled with relief in his heart, the snowflakes covered by this group of mountains told him that hard work is useful, and he can't see it for the time being, but you haven't had the time to do it, and the accumulation is not enough, so you have to work harder.

"Knock knock!

Outside the house, there was a sudden knock on the door in the snow.

Li Yunsheng just stood up and wanted to open the door, but the door was pushed open directly, and Sang Xiaoman, who was dressed in snow-white lamb fur, rushed into the room with the wind and snow behind her, her body was full of snowflakes, her long hair was coiled, and she was inserted with a hosta, and the hair on her sideburns was wet with snowflakes, and hung down, and her long eyelashes didn't know if it was frost or snowflakes, and her originally fair face was a touch of crimson at this time, especially the tip of her pretty nose seemed to be coated with rouge.

"Freeze me, freeze me!"

As soon as she entered the door, she stomped her feet and shouted, and she didn't say hello to Li Yunsheng, she directly pulled off Li Yunsheng's new jacket, put her hand in, and put her face against Li Yunsheng's chest, only hugged Li Yunsheng through a single coat, and said as if she was about to cry:

"What the hell is this autumn weather, woo woo...... It's so cold, I'm going home, I'm going home. ”

Li Yunsheng was beaten by Sang Xiaoman, he wanted to push her away, but when he heard her say so pitiful, he couldn't bear it for a while, so he didn't say a word, stood there expressionless and motionless, letting her keep warm.

"Your heart is beating so hard, or you don't like me!"

After a while, it was probably warmer, Sang Xiaoman poked his head out of Li Yunsheng's chest, looked up at Li Yunsheng and said, at this time, she no longer had the pitiful appearance of being frozen just now, but instead had a cunning and bright face.

"No, I'm going to make good soup, I'm a little afraid that it won't be good, and I'm a little nervous. ”

Li Yunsheng saw that she was much better, so he took her hand away from himself, he was telling the truth, this pot of mutton bone soup, he boiled it according to the method taught by Su Ru's sister-in-law, he was very afraid that he had done something wrong, boiled it badly, and wasted people's minds.

"I might as well be a pot of soup?!"

This statement is a great shame for Sang Xiaoman.

"Would you like a bowl?"

Just when she wanted to ask Li Yunsheng for an explanation, Li Yunsheng squatted next to the small tandoor, lifted the lid of the casserole, and looked up to ask Sang Xiaoman.

"Yes!"

Sang Xiaoman felt that he was really useless, and he was actually bought by a bowl of mutton soup.

The mutton bone soup made according to the method taught by Su Ru exuded a milky fragrance, Li Yunsheng sprinkled some green onions into it, took out two soup bowls and put two bowls, the white thick mutton bone soup, with a few green green onions, was very good-looking.

"It didn't go bad. ”

Looking at the two bowls of mutton bone soup placed on the long wooden table next to the bed, Li Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant! I want to drink, I want to drink!"

Li Yunsheng served the soup well, Sang Xiaoman was like a little girl waiting for dinner, sat down excitedly, held the big soup bowl in two snow-white hands, and carefully pouted and blew on the hot mutton soup, and waited until he felt that the blow was colder before he leaned over and drank it carefully, a mouthful of warm and fragrant mutton bone soup went down, Sang Xiaoman put down the bowl, and stomped his feet excitedly:

"It's delicious, it's delicious, why is it so delicious!"

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and took a sip, then stomped his feet again excitedly, and hammered Li Yunsheng, who was sitting next to him, with an admiring face:

"Little junior brother, why are you so powerful, and the things you make are so delicious. ”

After speaking, he couldn't wait to take another sip, and then said, "No, I will eat at your place for the rest of my meal." ”

Li Yunsheng was naturally happy to be praised by others, but his face always didn't know how to show his feelings, and his words were always inconsistent.