In the afternoon, taking advantage of the light, Xie Yanchuan took Shen Yang to the embroidery room to bring back the hand covering and waistcoat.

There are horse-drawn carriages for easy travel.

It's so embarrassing that it only takes a stick of incense to reach Mingwu City.

The proprietress had packed it up a long time ago and showed it to Shen Yang in front of the counter with a familiar look on her face.

The hand muffs are the right size and the waistcoat is tailor-made. Today she wore a slim-fitting soft yellow jacket with a cotton skirt underneath.

The plush vest is buttoned outside, and her face suddenly looks white and tender.

The landlady couldn't help but squeeze it twice, which made Xie Yanchuan look at it several times.

Deliberately teasing this cold young man, she approached him with a teasing look on her face, "What's wrong, young master, I can't bear to part with you."

Xie Yanchuan stood for a moment with his lips pursed, and then nodded.

The landlady immediately burst into laughter and shed a few tears, "Come on, come on, this waistcoat will be cheaper later, so I'll compensate you."

Mr. Xie is not short of that little money.

He just felt that Yang Yang's face was red.

Shen Yang put his hands on his hips and patted his forehead helplessly. She blushed so purely that Xie Yanchuan was ashamed!

It has nothing to do with anyone else!

When leaving, she was worried that there were not enough thick clothes at home, so Shen Yang came with a money bag and bought a few more fur cloaks.

It can keep out the snow during the day and keep you warm at night when covered.

It's getting darker and darker now.

The landlady sent them out, looked up at the sky, and told them to be careful on the road.

Shen Yang thanked him and originally planned to go to Bai's shop, but the current situation could only wait.

It was already dark when we got home.

Xie Yanchuan picked up the bag containing clothes, and a hint of coolness fell from the sky.

Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell down the hem of his clothes to the tips of his shoes.

Shen Yang lowered his head, the first snow that came through time was silent yet powerful.

Shen Qin and others went up the mountain to look for wood again, and were not at home this time.

Xie Yanchuan found a few oil-paper umbrellas, asked Shen Yang to clean up the things in the yard, and went to the mountain to look for them.

The cattle pen was re-bedded with hay.

The horses were also put in, and the carriages were covered with waterproof felt, and the yard was soon covered with a thin layer of white.

Fortunately, Xie Yanchuan didn't go out for long. When he noticed it was snowing, Shen Qin led them back from the mountain decisively.

The night was pitch black.

After dinner in the evening, the roof and ground were completely white.

A kerosene lamp was lit in the living room of the new house, and a straw curtain blocked the wind from outside.

Shen Yang clasped his hands in his muffs and stood quietly at the door.

I used to think that the ancients said that heavy snowflakes were an adjective. Without the impact of global warming, the snowflakes were so big that they could just bury people.

Fortunately, the snow arrived just after the house was completed, otherwise the dilapidated thatched house would have been extremely cold.

Shen Qin found an unused pot and put a few sticks of charcoal burned at home in it. When he returned to the house, he looked at Shen Yang, and the young man felt a little strange.

"Yangyang, why are you standing here? Aren't you cold?"

Shen Yang wanted to remember the time when he had heating and air conditioning in modern times.

The little girl smiled heartily and said, "I'll be back soon."

Shen Qin hummed and handed over the basin in his hand, "You are afraid of the cold. It will be better if you burn it to keep warm at night. Brother, I will go buy charcoal when the snow stops."

Everyone is very busy these days.

Shen Qin forgot about buying charcoal, mainly because they relied on their righteousness for heating in the past.

There was no extra money to withstand the winter, but other people in the village mentioned that there was charcoal outside specifically for heating.

Warm and not choking.

Shen Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Thank you, brother."

Her room is on the second floor.

The window was closed tightly. Shen Yang put down the basin in her hand and took the flint when she came up. When the charcoal fire was lit, she pushed open the window to leave a small gap.

Sleep warm at night.

The bed had soft quilts and enough space, and she almost didn't want to get up in the morning.

Shen Tang's voice came from downstairs, "Yangyang, get up and have a snowball fight."

Shen Yang seemed to wake up suddenly. He casually put on a cloak and opened the window. What he saw was a vast expanse of white.

The ferocious tree trunks are covered with white snow, and ice hangs from the eaves.

Shen Tang made the bag like a rice dumpling, with a wooden basin at his feet. He waved his hands vigorously towards Shen Yang, "Yangyang, come down quickly."

Smoke billows from the chimney.

Shen Yang's eyes were gentle, "Here we come."

She changed into clean new clothes, wrapped her head in the hood of her cloak, and walked downstairs in a hurry, just in time to run into the boy's arms.

Xie Yanchuan rarely changed into a black jacket today, and a hand-width belt stretched out his slender waist. Shen Yang's head shook, and Xie Yanchuan put his arms around the little girl's back.

"Does it hurt? Let me see."

Shen Yang raised her head, her palm-sized face hidden behind a cloak covered with fox fur, and she quirked her teeth at Xie Yanchuan.

"No, I lied to you, I want to go out to play, haha."

The red cloak is like a touch of cinnabar falling into the white.

Shen Yang ran down from the small building and was met with a heavy blow from Shen Tang.

The snowball hitting him looked like a flower blossoming, and there was a pile of weapons hidden next to Shen Tang, "Rang Yang."

Shen Yang was not to be outdone, even though his legs could hardly be pulled out, he still rolled the snowballs honestly with his hands.

Attack again and again.

Shen Qin looked out of the kitchen window and said in a steady voice, "Slow down, don't get your clothes wet, it'll be cold when you turn around."

Shen Han poked his shoulder, "It's okay, just play when you have to. I've been tired for a long time."

He didn't lower his voice deliberately when he said this, and Shen Tang laughed happily.

Also with smiling eyes was Xie Yanchuan on the second floor. The young man was leaning in the corridor, crossing his chest with his hands and looking down.

The little girl had mastered the rhythm of the snowball fight, and Shen Tang, who had already relied purely on skill, was unable to fight back.

Unknowingly, he had been staying at Shen's house for several months.

Everyone has feelings. Even if he just planned to find a place to stay at that time, now seeing that the Shen family is getting better and better, Xie Yanchuan will be happy from the bottom of his heart.

The top of the mountain is foggy.

There is a blizzard behind.

Xie Yanchuan's eyes were distant. When he got up early to practice his sword, his father sent another message to others.

The iron ore matter caused a stir in the court, the Xie family was convicted, and Taifu Lin covered the sky with his hands.

According to an informant, he asked the emperor for the right to mine, claiming that he wanted to relieve the imperial court of its worries. Several officials came forward to refute this.

They were all scolded and scolded, saying they didn't know how to serve the country and the people.

But Taifu Lin really had such good intentions and came over to destroy the evidence between himself and the dean of Qifeng Academy.

What his father meant was for Xie Yanchuan to take advantage of the bad weather and the Lin family's inability to get through during this period, so as to find evidence of the academy as soon as possible.

Even if Taifu Lin takes over by then, they can still hand over the things.

The Xie family will always be loyal to the king.

The snow is falling again.

The black and white of the young man is like a confrontation between heaven and earth. If his father's words are followed, the Shen family will definitely be involved.
Chapter completed!