Ah Zhen suddenly woke up from his sleep.
Looking at the snowy light coming through the window, I felt confused.
"Mother."
A Zhen felt a huge pain in his chest. He suddenly sat up, his mouth was fishy and sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Master! What's wrong?"
He Shun hurried over with a candlestick. When he took a closer look, he was shocked.
"Quick, call the doctor."
"Don't be busy, I'm fine." A Zhen stopped him.
He Shun came up to wipe it, and gradually calmed down. He knew that the young master was in a rage, and he probably ate it in a pot at night. It would be better to spit it out.
But in the end I was still worried.
It would be great if Xiao Fuyuan was here.
But in the middle of the night, if I went to the Bai family to wake up the girl and pick her up, I was afraid that the white board would bring the men of the Bai family to kill her with an axe.
Let's wait until daybreak.
He Shun decided to break into Lao Bai's house at dawn to fish for Xiao Fu Yuan.
For the sake of the young master, just scold him if he is scolded by the white board.
"Young Master, are you worried about the Queen? Don't worry, she will be fine." He Shun took the hot tea from the nanny and persuaded A Zhen to drink it. Knowing what A Zhen was thinking, he comforted her.
Xiao Fuyuan said the same thing, A Zhen thought to herself!
A Zhen looked out the window. The wind and snow were not abating at all. He frowned and asked, "What time is it now?"
"Yinshi."
The Shenshu Village in Yinshi was silent, with only the sound of wind and snow.
Even Aunt Hu, who always liked to go out to pick up cow dung in the middle of the night, stayed at home and slept in the snow.
In the evening, Xie Xiaolian, who was searched several times by Bai Banban and Bai Zhaomei but couldn't find the pot, appeared on the village road of Shenshu Village.
He also carried a bundle of firewood on his back.
Looking from a distance, he, covered in snow, blends into the entire snow-white world, like a snowman walking around.
He walked out of the mansion at dusk. What was he doing?
That's right, he went to Nanguan Mountain to cut firewood.
This is his fifth trip carrying firewood back and forth from Nanguan Mountain to Shenshu Village.
Xie Xiaolian came to a small courtyard not far from Lao Bai's house and slowed down, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
I gently turned over and entered the yard, and found the woodshed with familiar doors and familiar roads.
There was already a lot of firewood in the woodshed, which he had chopped back that night. He took off the last bundle on his back and carefully stacked it neatly.
He had calculated that this firewood would be enough for the whole winter.
Xia Qinghe doesn't have to go to the mountain to collect firewood. It's such a cold day and such a slippery mountain road. What if he falls.
Xie Xiaolian wiped the sweat from his forehead.
I don't feel it outside, but after working in the woodshed for a long time, I just feel itchy in my hands and feet.
Finished yarding the firewood.
Xie Xiaolian climbed onto the roof again and gently shoveled the snow off the roof.
Xia Qinghe was awakened by a crunching sound in her sleep. Listening to the sound of snow flying outside the window, she thought that the branches in the yard could not bear the snow and were broken.
There were a few wild cat sounds outside the window.
Xia Qinghe was thinking about going to the mountains to chop firewood at dawn, shoveling the snow off the roof, and more importantly, sorting out the medicinal materials and selling them to the herbal medicine shop in the town.
After reading the medical book I borrowed from Dr. Wu, I wanted to return it and planned to ask for a new one.
She likes medical skills and has read many medical books. Sometimes when Mr. Wu is not in the village, she will help deal with someone who has a headache, brain fever and fracture.
Even Dr. Zhang of the Azhen family said that she handled the situation well and encouraged her to study in medical skills.
Xia Qinghe listened intently to the falling snow outside the window, thinking that thanks to Bai Erzhuang's calligraphy in the past, she could understand medical books.
There was another sound of snowballs falling from the trees, and Xia Qinghe turned over and continued to fall asleep.
Xie Xiaolian was lying on the beam, her nervous heart shrinking into a ball.
I didn't pay attention just now, and kicked off the snow. The movement was too loud, and I was afraid of waking up Xia Qinghe.
He lay down for a long time and saw that Xia Qinghe was sleeping very peacefully, so he quietly got up and continued to clean the snow on the roof.
Perhaps because he drank a lot at night, Wu Xiaoying was woken up by urination and could not fall back to sleep, so he got up and walked around Shenshu Village.
From a distance, I saw a person on the beam of Xia Qinghe's house. He quietly came to the eaves and took out the stones with aim.
After seeing the person above clearly, Wu Xiaoying was so happy that she quietly gathered the stones in her hand and escaped quickly with her waist down.
Wu Xiaoying walked around and came to You's house.
He is going to the border tomorrow.
Needless to say, I really couldn’t bear to quarrel with this girl You Qingya.
A few days ago, his sister sent a letter saying that her family was making arrangements for him to go on a blind date. He had a headache just thinking about those noble ladies in the capital.
But if he really wants to marry a country girl, his father will have a hard time with it.
Judging from his father's upbringing of his sister, there were strict rules and regulations. If he brought home a girl who only knew how to raise piglets and was strong in farming, his father would probably die of anger on the way to court.
I wonder if I can come to Shenshu Village again in the future!
Wu Xiaoying felt very sad.
He turned over and entered You's house, sharpened You Qingya's wood-cutting knife, and cleaned You Qingya's pig pen.
He had absolutely no other thoughts. He just wanted to give back to You Qingya for knitting him gloves and knee pads.
How could he, the son of the censor Zhongcheng, develop a bad relationship with a crooked country girl?
Xie Xiaolian removed all the snow on Xia Qinghe's roof and swept the snow in her yard.
After thinking for a while, he took out two flattened red lanterns from his arms, unfolded the red lanterns, lit them with flint, and hung them under the eaves of Xia Qinghe's house.
Then he turned around and left.
Also not sleeping was Bai Zhaomei.
We are going to the border at dawn, and we don’t know how long it will take.
Bai Zhaomei pulled up all the yellow grass in her grandma's vegetable garden and removed the snow from her eldest brother's experimental field.
Fill the kitchen water tank with water.
After doing all this, I took out Xiao Fuyuan's wooden horse, slingshot, rag doll, and small school bag, and wiped them clean.
Even though the wooden horse Xiao Fuyuan has stopped sitting.
When it gets dark, the snow gradually stops.
Queen Meng Zhiyan woke up, and Sai Xue who was accompanying her cried with joy.
"Your Majesty, wake up!"
Meng Zhiyan's eyes froze when she saw dots of blood on the curtain.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor has been guarding you all night..." Sai Xue said while suppressing her tears.
"I don't even know what he's doing is real or fake, so what's there to be moved about?" Meng Zhiyan smiled sarcastically, her pale face looking very tired.
Sai Xue naturally disagreed with the Queen's words. The Emperor was visibly anxious that night, and blood even came out of his hand when the tent hook was hooked.
I thought this in my heart, but I didn't dare to mention the word "Emperor" again, for fear of irritating the Queen.
The snow in Shenshu Village also gradually stopped when the sky became slightly brighter.
Xia Qinghe used to get up early. When she opened the door, she saw that the yard had been cleaned cleanly. The woodshed was filled with enough firewood to burn for a whole winter, and a corner of the woodshed was filled with charcoal.
The snow on the roof beams has also been removed.
The two red lanterns hanging at the door were gently swinging in the biting north wind.
