The coldest days of the year are the coldest time of the year, and the hardships of the poor people are even more difficult to bear. If it were not for the Ximen officials in Qinghe County who had porridge, medicine, and cotton clothes this year, I don’t know how many families would have suffered disasters.
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On this day, Ximen Qing went to the porridge shed and saw that although the poor people who came were shivering from the cold, they were still wearing old cotton clothes to keep warm and enough rice porridge to hold their chopsticks in. He nodded and warned again.
After saying a few words to the family members in charge, I went home.
After entering the house, she got off her horse and went to the back house. Yueniang and her daughter were admiring the snow in the Nuan Pavilion. Seeing Ximen Qing come back covered with snowflakes, Yueniang hurriedly took him out and helped him dust the broken jade on his body.
He complained: "It's almost the Chinese New Year, but I'm still focused on running away, and I don't have any certainty..."
Ximen Qing just sighed: "It's hard to be poor!" Yueniang said nothing, but her hands moved more gently.
After tidying up, Ximen Qing entered the Nuan Pavilion. He saw his daughter holding a cup of hot milk and sipping it, but she was holding a piece of paper in her hand and looking over it. She laughed while reading, so he casually asked: "Girl, what are you looking at?"
Woolen cloth?"
The little girl immediately hid the piece of paper behind her back and denied: "I didn't read anything!"
Since Ximen Qing went through all the trouble to break off the engagement with the Chen family, the little girl knew that her father really loved her, so she became much more unrestrained when getting along with him, and was no longer as reserved as before.
Ximen Qing curled his lips at the little girl and said, "Humph! It's just a piece of paper, what should you hide? It's not a treasure."
Yueniang asked Yuxiao to quickly boil two pots of amber yellow to warm up Ximen Qing. She caught Ximen Qing's words and said with a smile, "That's not necessarily true! There is a lot of paper in the world, and there is indeed that priceless one.
The baby is in it.”
Ximen Qing said disapprovingly: "Celebrity calligraphy and painting? Huh! You can't eat it, you can't drink it. I'd rather exchange it for food. It can save people's lives at a critical moment!"
Yueniang retorted: "Some paper can also save people's lives!"
"Oh?" Ximen Qing was interested, "What kind of paper is so powerful? Jiaozi issued by our Song Dynasty?"
"I only think about money!" Yueniang rolled her eyes at him, "The apprenticeship post you wrote to Zhao Nianggui a few days ago was not about saving people's lives? Zhao Nianggui has already said that it will be treated as a family heirloom.
It has been passed down from generation to generation! Someone with good intentions offered a price of 200 yuan, but he gritted his teeth and refused to sell it!"
"Ah?!" Ximen Qing touched his head, surprised and happy, "I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! My Ximen Qing's calligraphy has also been sold for the price of celebrity calligraphy and painting!"
Yueniang said sternly: "You have to be careful when writing calculations in the future. Someone has already touched our street door and told our boy that he can take out a piece of your handwriting from your study and give it to
How much money. Fortunately, our servant is afraid of retribution and dare not deceive others. Otherwise, your study would have been emptied out long ago, and you would still be dreaming!"
When Ximen Qing heard this, his face turned pale and he shouted: "It's broken!"
Both Yueniang and her daughter were startled, and Yueniang asked, "Guardian, what's wrong?"
Ximen Qing's eyes widened: "I told you how my study was tidied up as if it had been washed. All those miscellaneous things were gone! I thought it was the young boys who were diligent, but it turned out that they stole it and sold it for money.
!Why are you afraid of retribution? As long as you have enough money, even I dare to sell those bastards!***! Call these boys and even Daian to come over to me! Whoever doesn't recruit today, I can't beat them.
Come on for the second half!”
Today he was so anxious that he jumped over the wall. It turned out that when he and Yueniang separated a few days ago, he could not sleep alone. When he couldn't stand it anymore, he started to create random things on paper, like "Where is the goddess of Wushan now? Who is it?"
Come to comfort King Chu Xiang?" This is still elegant, and what about "I have been thirsty for more than 20 years, when did I fall in love with a beautiful lady?" Wait, wait, wait... If these writing papers are circulated, Ximen
The image of a high-ranking official is completely ruined!
It’s hard to be wrong about the strength of the Nine Provinces! Why was I so stupid and didn’t put those things away?
Ximen Qing was really anxious! He stood up and prepared to be tortured in the snow. It’s just a matter of recovering the papers. If they can’t be recovered, no one will be able to live a comfortable life!
Yueniang saw that his face was red with anger and he was going to clean up the boys who often walked in the study, so she said angrily: "What are you talking about? I cleaned up your mess for you!"
"Ah?!" Ximen Qing sat down like a deflated rubber ball. Fortunately, it was better to fall into the hands of his wife than to fall into the hands of an outsider, although the strength was limited.
In a blink of an eye, he saw Yueniang's face was so red that it made people think, so he asked tentatively with a shy face: "You... saw it?"
This question made Yueniang's neck turn red. Thinking of the mess, she felt angry and funny, so she gave Ximen Qing a hard look and said angrily: "Burn it!"
Ximen Qing was relieved: "It's good to burn it! It's good to burn it!" Now that there is no proof of death, Ximen's image as a high-ranking official can continue to shine.
But then I changed my mind: "Wait a minute, the one in the little girl's hand can't be..."
Thinking of the horror, he could no longer sit still. Ximen Qing jumped up and snatched the piece of paper from his daughter's hand.
The little girl was suddenly attacked and immediately refused: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"
"Just take a look! Just take a look!" Ximen Qing coaxed his daughter while grabbing the charcoal brazier. If there is any evidence against him on this piece of paper, don't blame him for his "miss" as a father.
At a glance, Ximen Qing was relieved again. It turned out that this piece of paper was the Geng Tie that was returned. Unexpectedly, the little girl treasured it.
Yueniang looked at her husband and daughter playing there with a smile, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "On the Gengjie invitation card returned by our daughter, the name written was Sister Ximen. At that time, the wedding was booked for a baby, so it makes sense to call her Sister Ximen.
.But now our daughter looks like Hua Guduoer. If she is still called 'eldest sister' or 'eldest sister', wouldn't she be called ugly? In my opinion, it's better to change her maiden name to something more elegant and bright!"
After listening to Yueniang's words, Ximen Qing returned the Geng Tie to his daughter. He sat by the window and looked at the snowy scene outside the window and said in a daze: "What you said is exactly what I want!"
Yueniang also walked to Ximen Qing, looked at the snowy scene outside the window and thought: "So, what should I call it?"
The little girl on the side pouted for a moment when she saw some ash on the Geng Tie that her father had just splashed in front of the charcoal brazier. Seeing her parents looking out the window in a daze, she crept out of the door and wanted to put the Geng Tie on.
The ashes on it shook.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door curtain was lifted, the cold wind rushed in. Yueniang was aware of it immediately and hurriedly chased after her: "Girl, even if you want to go out, you should put on Yusha's cloak first! In this cold weather, it is hot in the house.
You suddenly ran outside, you are causing trouble for me!"
Ximen Qing also followed behind, pretending to be fierce: "This wild-legged guy! He actually dressed up smartly like a horse racing horse and went out! In this damn weather, you stand outside for a while, or your skin won't freeze to pieces!"
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When the little girl saw that her parents were chasing her, she became naughty and ran forward with a cute smile. With her good health and strong firepower, even though the cold wind was strong, there was nothing she could do to catch her?
After running for a few steps, I saw heavy snow falling, covering the Geng Tie in her hand. The little girl finally broke off the engagement, and she was so precious to this hard-won Geng Tie that she was afraid that it would get wet when the snow melted.
He picked up the paper and didn't care to run away. He picked up the Geng Tie in the wind, puffed up his cheeks and blew it with a "whoop". In an instant, there were snowflakes. The little girl in a white single coat stood in the middle. Tingting was really as beautiful as the frost girl Su'e came into the world.
Like Lin Fan. Ximen Qing and Wu Yueniang, who were chasing after him, were both stunned.
But they only paused for a moment before the couple reacted. Ximen Qing rushed forward and picked up the naughty little girl. The feather gauze cloak in Yueniang's hand was like a blanket covering the sky. The little girl still refused to let go, mouthing.
He screamed at the top of his lungs: "Don't squeeze my Geng Tie!" But how could he defeat two adults?
Ximen Qing and Wu Yueniang took their troublesome daughter back with armed escort and scolded her. When the little girl saw that the Geng Tie in her hands was safe and sound, she was really satisfied. No matter how Ximen Qing and Wu Yueniang did it, they all humbly admitted their mistakes.
Determined not to change.
After scolding their daughter for a long time, both husband and wife were tired of scolding them. Yueniang recalled the scene where the little girl blew the snow on the Geng Tie, and she said happily: "Master, I have thought of a good name for our daughter!"
"Oh? Tell me!" Ximen Qing was curious about how quickly the mini-essay competition received submissions.
"Just now, you saw our daughter holding the Geng Tie, standing tall and pretty in the wind. Don't you think it's very beautiful and elegant? So, I think it's better to call our daughter 'Fuxue'. What do you think?"
"How is it? Isn't this a bad name?" Yueniang asked with concern.
Ximen Qing smiled bitterly! It wasn't that the name was bad, but it was so good that he had to give it up.
After experiencing the chaotic prosperity of Shizhang Rouhong, he was finally willing to return to simplicity.
So Ximen Qing smiled, looked out the window at the snow that seemed to be filling up the mountains and ravines, and said loudly: "Ximen Chuixue and Dongmen are bragging! I have decided! Our daughter will fly thousands of miles in the future, let's call her Ximen Xiaofeng.
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Yueniang stared at Ximen Qing blankly. Ximen Qing just glanced out the window, his whole person was high-spirited, as if he was a different person. At that moment, she seemed to be unable to understand him.
But after thinking about it, Yueniang smiled, why bother asking for trouble and forcing herself to be the solution? She is his, he is hers, that's enough!
"Xiamen Xiaofeng!" Ximen Qing had already pulled his daughter over at this time, "From today on, you are Ximen Xiaofeng! Ximen Xiaofeng's Ximen, Ximen Xiaofeng's Xiaofeng, do you understand?"
"Yes! I am Ximen Xiaofeng!" Xiaofeng nodded, folded the Geng Tie into a square shape, and put it into an embroidered purse made for her by Yueniang.
"Xiao Feng! Good girl! You have grown up!" Yueniang pulled Xiao Feng to her side and hugged her lovingly, but she always felt a little regretful in her heart - if Ximen Qing could hug them both at this time, it would be great
Perfect.
When he turned his head, he saw Ximen Qing standing there in a daze, so he asked: "Officer, what's wrong?"
Ximen Qing slowly turned his head: "In the past ten or twenty days, I have forgotten one important thing!" This is exactly:
The gain and loss of one thing affects life and death, and the gathering and separation of two hearts are separated by Yin and Yang. But I wonder what Ximen Qing has forgotten? Let’s listen to the explanation in the next chapter.
(Hydrogen bomb brother, Xiaofeng’s name is now available:)