Snow days seemed to be more frequent in ancient times than they will be thousands of years later.
The flying snowflakes covered Xiao Mansion with a layer of goose down. The sky was overcast and the clouds were like rotten cotton. Morning and evening were so close that it was difficult to tell the time.
Lin Wanjie drew a horizontal line on the wall.
Seeing the two characters "正" above, it means it is the tenth day of his journey.
After five days of recuperation, all his injuries were almost healed.
Although he was injured, he lived a comfortable life. Yu Jiao'er would come over every day to give him medicine and bring him food. There was always a chance to touch Yu Jiao'er's body and satisfy his sibling desires.
Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. In these days of confusion, Lin Wanjie almost forgot that he was a time traveler.
Only when you see the word "正" on the wall can you remember your identity.
The plum blossoms on the table are replaced with a new bunch every day. Lin Wanjie likes them very much, not because of the plum blossoms, but because of Yu Jiaoer's romance.
It's just that Yu Jiao'er is a little too bold, coming every day without covering up. Lin Wanjie is worried about being discovered, but Yu Jiao'er is not worried at all.
Lin Wanjie asked Yu Jiao'er why she was so confident. Yu Jiao'er just smiled coquettishly, but did not answer directly. She only said that she would wait until the injury healed.
Now that Lin Wanjie has recovered from his injury, he is waiting for Yu Jiaoer's reply today.
Then it started to snow outside, the cold wind blew, the sky was filled with flying snow, and the sad clouds covered the sky. It was estimated that Yu Jiaoer would not come.
Lin Wanjie sat outside the small thatched house, letting the wind and snow blow on his body, his thoughts wandering, searching for the memory of the original owner.
There are not many memories that can be found. The original owner is indeed a fool, so the memories are fragmented fragments.
If you want to know more about this world, you need to go out of Xiao Mansion and see it yourself.
However, the servants of the Xiao family each performed their duties, and Lin Wanjie was guarding the inner courtyard. He rarely had any reason to leave the house, so he could only stay in the inner courtyard and watch the maids coming in and out.
Lin Wanjie has not been idle these days, and he feels a sense of accomplishment looking at the small vegetable garden he has organized.
Yesterday, I asked Yu Jiaoer's maid Xiaocui to find some vegetable seeds, and now I can finally sow them.
In the snowy sky, a strong black man is hunched over and carefully planting seeds in the vegetable garden. The scene is a bit strange.
A passing maid saw this and poked her head in, curiously asking: "Lin Da, what are you doing?"
"Grow vegetables."
"What? Planting vegetables?" The maid opened her mouth in surprise. She originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly thought of something, rolled her eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Idiot."
Then he left.
Xiao's is the largest cloth shop in Hangzhou.
There are a lot of defective products in the backyard that cannot be put on the shelves. They are all high-quality fabrics and silk materials.
Lin Wanjie looked at it as a pity. It could be used to build a greenhouse and try out some greenhouse vegetables.
Lin Wanjie had never done it before, but he knew the principle and had no hope of growing vegetables.
In ancient times, leisure time was so tiring, you always had to find something to do.
Only a naturally growing out-of-season cucumber in the corner gave Lin Wanjie confidence.
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Under the small pavilion in the Xiao family garden, the eldest lady rarely had time to spare, so she called Yu Jiaoer to taste tea under the pavilion.
The aroma of tea is especially strong and long-lasting in winter, and the rolling hot air turns into smoke in the cold wind, lingering in the small space of the pavilion for a long time.
Ladies from wealthy families know how to enjoy life. The lady sipped tea, took off her shoes and put her bare feet on the wall of the stove in the pavilion to bake. The warmth flowed throughout her body, and she squinted her eyes in comfort. .
The two little maids stood in each corner, holding the curtain of the small pavilion tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.
Yu Jiao'er, on the other hand, looked at the heat of the tea and became distracted.
Now it was time to spend time with Lin Da. My sister called me temporarily. I wonder if Lin Da would be worried if she didn't see him?
"Sister, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah?" Yu Jiao'er was surprised and said quickly, "I wonder if the master's illness has been cured?"
"Doctor Xue came yesterday. After checking my pulse, he said he has recovered. Even though he has tuberculosis, he still needs to be treated."
"I can rest assured that."
Xiaoting suddenly fell into silence. After a while, the eldest lady asked: "By the way, how is Lin Da's recovery from his injury?"
"It's okay."
"You have to be more careful when you meet Lin Da in the future. Someone in the house is talking about it."
Yu Jiaoer blushed and lowered her head.
"Now that Lin Hanzi has recovered, my sister can settle the matter with him long ago."
Hearing this, Yu Jiaoer's face turned redder.
Seeing this, the eldest lady sighed: "Hey, I know you are in trouble and very reluctant, but the situation is serious and time waits for no one. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It is not a problem to delay like this. Sister, I will tell you a way."
"What method?"
"You cover your eyes, or cover that fool's eyes, or you imagine him as a master..."
Yu Jiaoer felt nauseated for no reason and retched.
The eldest lady also blushed when she saw it, and was very embarrassed. She coughed lightly and said, "Well, you can also imagine him as one of those young men who pursued you in the past. Don't worry about him being ugly or stupid. Man, blow out the lamp and return the favor." Not the same?"
The eldest lady can stand and talk without pain in her back.
Yu Jiaoer pouted her lips and retorted: "Those young masters are different from Lin Hanzi. The young masters are so small, but Lin Hanzi is so big... You can tell by touching them."
"Have you ever touched it?" Madam's eyes lit up, "How old is it?"
"Huh?" Yu Jiao'er was puzzled, "That fool is always so big, like a mountain, with dark skin."
The eldest lady blushed, knowing that she was thinking wrongly, and quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of Mrs. Lin, doesn't my sister think it's a little weird?"
"What's weird?"
"I seem to be a lot smarter recently. I'm not as stumbling when speaking as before. The key is that I have some medical skills. I owe a share of the credit for my master's recovery."
Yu Jiaoer also frowned. She also felt that Lin Da was a little weird, but she couldn't say clearly.
I have been having a tryst with Lin Da in the past few days. The boy is perverted and bad, and he can make people happy. He has more tricks to tease girls than the young master who often goes to brothels. Every time he is teased by that fool, he blushes and can't stop.
If you were a fool, how could you know this?
Thinking about it, a maid brought a plate of preserved fruits and placed it on the stove table.
The two ladies didn't care and continued talking: "I'm worried that Lin Hanzi is pretending to be crazy and acting like a fool. If this is the case, the plan will have to be stopped."
"Kekeke..."
A sudden burst of laughter broke the calm.
The eldest lady's face suddenly darkened. She looked at the maid who had just entered the pavilion and said coldly: "Isn't it funny?"
The maid looked frightened and knelt on the ground to explain: "I forgive you, madam, I didn't do it on purpose."
"why are you laughing?"
"My slave heard that Madam said that Lin Da was pretending to be crazy and acted like a fool, so she couldn't hold it back..."
"What's so funny about this?"
The maid said: "Madam, that Lin Hanzi is really stupid! I just passed by the small vegetable garden and found that Lin Hanzi was actually planting vegetables in the small vegetable garden. How can any vegetables survive in such a cold day? But he can still grow them. He's so serious that he's covered in mud. Who else but a fool can do this?"
