The weather is getting colder and colder. It has snowed twice in the capital. People who are resistant to the cold are starting to buy thick clothes, no longer caring about what is beautiful or not.
Zhang Chu didn't feel anything at all. In the past, when winter came, the climate in the capital was much colder than now. When it snowed, there was no day when the city patrol didn't pull out more than a dozen carts of corpses.
If you are unlucky enough to be sent to Liaodong and don't need Jianlu's bow, arrow and saber, a single night of north wind can cost you half your life.
After arriving here, Zhang Chu learned a word in a book called the Little Ice Age.
Perhaps the reason for the demise of the Ming Dynasty was not at all due to the rogue bandits within the territory, but also to the built-up captives in Liaodong. It was precisely this Little Ice Age that froze the Ming Dynasty.
Various natural and man-made disasters continued. Even if Emperor Chongzhen was diligent in his administration, could he still go against the will of heaven?
call……
Opening the door early in the morning, he exhaled a breath of turbid air accompanied by bursts of white smoke. Zhang Chu felt that his energy was lifted.
People living in this era are so lucky. The thing called a heater in the house can save many people from suffering in winter.
The door opposite opened, and Zhang Jingchu, who had successfully changed her name, walked out. When she saw Zhang Chu, she showed a bright smile.
"Morning!"
Zhang Chu couldn't help being infected, and he also laughed: "Good morning!"
The snow in the yard was cleared away by two people yesterday and piled in a corner. Zhang Jingchu, who was so playful, spent a lot of time building a snowman.
However, after freezing all night, there was still a thin layer of frost on the ground, which made it feel a little slippery when you stepped on it.
"You move around first, and I'll buy some breakfast!"
Zhang Jingchu did not refuse. After signing the contract, she began to learn kung fu from Zhang Chu and prepared for the launch of the film after the year.
Lin Xian'er in the story is not a weak woman with no strength. Although she is not a weapon, her martial arts is not weak at all.
Regarding the character Lin Xian'er, people always pay too much attention to her appearance and ignore her martial arts. But precisely because she is a stunning beauty in the world, her requests are almost never rejected.
As a child of the martial arts world, martial arts and weapons are the foundation for success, so she can easily exchange her beauty for various magical weapons and peerless martial arts.
In addition, she is thoughtful and perseverant. Men with strong martial arts skills covet her beauty, so as long as they have requests, they will do their best to satisfy them.
Lin Xian'er's martial arts can be said to be based on the best of hundreds of schools of thought, but because she didn't lay a solid foundation when she was young, her martial arts skills were acquired.
And because she is busy with her "business", her martial arts foundation is poor. However, her moves are novel and she can easily win against ordinary martial arts masters. However, she may not be able to defeat those masters who rank high in the weapons spectrum. .
Although the script did not mention the plot of Lin Xian'er fighting with others, since the original work stated that Lin Xian'er knew martial arts, in order to be prepared, one still had to be well prepared.
After leaving the house, there was a breakfast shop at the entrance of the alley. The food sold was much more comprehensive than the small vendors in the capital in the past. The one called Douzhier was very suitable to Zhang Chu's appetite.
"A bowl of soybean juice, a bowl of soybean milk, ten steamed buns, meat ones!"
After buying it for several days, Zhang Chu gradually got used to it.
Even after living in this era for a long time, he can't help but wonder whether he really lived in the Ming Dynasty before.
Or maybe he suffered from schizophrenia as mentioned in the book and imagined another self.
"Okay, this is yours, take it!"
The breakfast shop is run by an old couple who are very enthusiastic. Every time Zhang Chu comes to buy bean juice in the past few days, the boss will enthusiastically serve him two hot rings and shredded pickles, and then take the trouble to teach him. How to eat authentically.
After paying the money and taking the things, Zhang Chu returned home.
Unconsciously, Zhang Chu really regarded this place as his home.
It had never happened in his previous life, but now it really made him feel something.
When she got home, Zhang Jingchu was ready. Under Zhang Chu's guidance, she practiced the boxing routines taught to her these days.
It has to be said that Zhang Jingchu's talent is much better than Fan Bingbing's, and she can learn quickly, but it's a pity that she started too late. Otherwise, with Zhang Chu in charge of training, she might actually be able to achieve success.
As for now, it's enough to have a general posture.
"Are you drinking this again?"
Zhang Jingchu couldn't help but frown when she saw the bean juice that Zhang Chu poured into the bowl. Although it didn't smell like anything, she couldn't help but feel nauseated when she saw the sticky stuff.
I once tasted it out of curiosity and ended up vomiting so much that I couldn't stand it now.
"Personal preferences are different. Your arsenic is my delicacy."
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and took a sip. The sour taste stimulated his taste buds, and his appetite suddenly whetted his appetite.
Zhang Jingchu didn't even dare to look, she lowered her head and concentrated on her soy milk.
She couldn't understand how someone could like such weird food.
"Zhang Chu!"
While eating, Zhang Jingchu suddenly remembered something.
"how?"
Zhang Jingchu whispered: "The Chinese New Year is almost here."
New Year?
Zhang Chu was startled when he heard this, and then realized what Zhang Jingchu meant by celebrating the new year.
"Are you going home?"
The Chinese Opera is on holiday. Zhang Jingchu is from Fujian and should really go home.
"I didn't say I wanted to go home!"
Ever since she deceived her family three years ago and said that she was admitted to the Department of Fine Arts of the Chinese Theater Academy and came to the capital, she vowed not to go home if she could not realize her dream.
I was young at the time and thought I was quite ambitious. Thinking about it now, I really don’t know who I was punishing.
Originally, she got the role of Lin Xian'er, but she was only one step away from her dream. Before the vacation, she also thought about going home.
But……
"I'll stay in the capital for the New Year."
Zhang Chu's hand that went to pick up the buns froze in mid-air, and soon returned to normal.
"I'm used to living alone. If I'm not young, it's not interesting."
The memories of his past life and this life are mixed together. Zhang Chu seems to have always been alone. Before he was thirteen years old in his past life, he was accompanied by his mother, but he has been an orphan in this life.
Zhang Chu didn't care much about the Spring Festival in the past. At that time, although people's lives were difficult in Ming Dynasty due to natural and man-made disasters, on the New Year's day, as if they were obsessed, people would always try their best to have fun, even if they would starve to death tomorrow. , will also 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 considered a half brother. He doesn't have many friends, only Lu Jianxing.
Being lonely, there is nothing easy to do during the Spring Festival.
Every time on this day, Zhang Chu would either stay in the palace or go out to spend the night and drink.
This is why, when Zhang Jingchu mentioned "Chinese New Year" just now, Zhang Chu didn't react for a moment.
Counting the days, that day is really close.
"How can that be done? The Spring Festival is of extraordinary significance to us Chinese."
Zhang Jingchu deliberately said in an exaggerated tone, as if hoping that this would arouse Zhang Chu's interest.
"Every other festival can be done well, but the Spring Festival must not be taken lightly!"
As he spoke, he put 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 with a bit of astonishment on his face. Since the Spring Festival is so important, why didn't he go home?
Zhang Jingchu took the initiative and Zhang Chu had no reason to refuse.
The so-called not caring is just wanting to escape.
On days when the city is full of lights, even if you are alone, a tough man will feel unspeakable sadness in his heart.
Now that we have decided to spend the New Year together, we have to make preparations.
After breakfast, Zhang Jingchu dragged Zhang Chu out of the house and went straight to Wangfujing.
Zhang Chu had been here once before and felt the strong smoke and smoke here. Unfortunately, he was short of money at the time and was powerless in the face of the novelty gadgets all over the street.
Zhang Chu had no experience in what he needed to buy for the Spring Festival, so he could only let Zhang Jingchu make the decision.
Spring couplets, lanterns, firecrackers, fireworks...
Beijing has banned the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers since 1993, except during the Chinese New Year. Traditional folk customs must still be respected.
After only shopping for a while, Zhang Chu's body was already covered with various small objects.
Zhang Jingchu checked it out and found that there were still a few things she hadn't bought, so she dragged Zhang Chu to continue shopping.
"It's almost done now!"
Zhang Jingchu smiled and clapped her hands.
"Let's go home! There are still a few days until the Chinese New Year. Whatever is missing, we will buy it later."
Listening to this, it really feels like living at home.
On the night of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, another snowstorm hit the capital, and the temperature that had been gradually rising was suddenly hit back.
But no matter how cold the weather is, it can't stop the people's enthusiasm for the Spring Festival. Early in the morning, every household begins to prepare. Some go to worship ancestors outside the city, and some are busy posting Spring Festival couplets at home.
"Go up a little, go up a little, yes, yes, you can stick it!"
Zhang Jingchu was so cold that her nose turned red, but she still enthusiastically directed Zhang Chu to post the Spring Festival couplets.
In this small courtyard, wherever there is a door frame, it is covered with stickers. If you look closely, you would think that a happy event is going on.
With the addition of this bright red, the festive atmosphere was immediately highlighted.
While we were busy, the landlord came suddenly, holding a big cardboard box in his hand. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two of them pasting up Spring Festival couplets.
"Not bad! The two of them look quite similar."
As he spoke, he placed the big cardboard box on the stone table in the courtyard.
"The TV, for the Chinese New Year, can't make any noise. This was replaced at my house. It's a bit old, but it's still usable. Bring it here for you to use!"
When Zhang Jingchu heard this, she said happily: "Brother Sun, thank you so much. I was thinking about it, but I won't be able to watch the Spring Festival Gala this year. Thank you for still thinking about it."
Normally, Zhang Jingchu rarely smiles when dealing with outsiders. Even the landlord, she just remains polite. Today, she smiled so brightly that the landlord Sun was flattered.
After chatting for a while, the landlord left on the pretext that he had something to do at home. Zhang Jingchu quickly asked Zhang Chu to move the TV back into the house, connect the antenna, turn on the power, and after turning it on, the screen came out immediately.
What was being broadcast was the news of the backstage interview at the Spring Festival Gala. Looking at the familiar faces, Zhang Jingchu really felt that the new year was really coming soon.
"By the way, the lantern hasn't been hung up yet!"
