Snow

Lin Zhong came out of the room and shouted, "Xiaoyue, I have something good for you..." As he said, he entered the kitchen in the east room.

Xiao Yue was washing potatoes in the kitchen. Hearing his words, she pulled her hand out of the basin: "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhong was suddenly stunned and quickly stepped forward to hold her hand: "Why is your hand red? It's so cold."

Xiao Yue is funny: "In this winter, the water is cold again, isn't it? Well... In fact... it was added hot water. Originally, it was warm water, but I didn't expect the water to cool down so quickly."

Lin Zhong looked at a few clothes hanging in the yard, then looked at the washed vegetables and potatoes soaked in the basin. He frowned and said, "It's so cold, why do you wash so many clothes?" After washing clothes and vegetables, do you have to freeze your little hands into a carrot?

Xiao Yue took a look at the clothes in the yard: "Isn't that just two pieces?" If there is any inconvenience, it is most that the winter clothes are thicker, and his robe is so spacious that it is more difficult to wash. And I used warm water, but as soon as I washed it for a while, the water cooled down. She originally hated washing clothes the most. Wang is not a very clean person. She just likes to change her clothes every day, change them from inside to outside every day, and throw them all to her for washing. Every time she washes clothes, she feels like vomiting, and the laundry is sloppy. But when she washed Lin Zhong's clothes, she didn't feel this way. Isn't it so annoying to wash clothes? She also likes to see him wearing clean and ironed clothes that she has taken care of.

Lin Zhong felt that her hands had warmed up, but for some reason, he was unwilling to let go and said with a straight face, "Don't wash clothes in the future."

"Ah?" Xiao Yue couldn't turn around for a moment, "Are you wearing dirty clothes?"

"You can give it to Cui Ling in the east of the village and give her some money. She was afraid that no one would let her do the laundry. Just let others earn more money to support their families.

"Oh." Xiao Yue nodded obediently.

"Don't wash the dishes. I'm cooking, so I don't have to help me wash vegetables and rice in the future."

Xiao Yue looked at him and then: "Why are you suddenly so kind to me?"

Lin Zhong was very sad: "When did I treat you badly?"

Xiao Yue thought for a moment, suddenly smiled, pulled out her hand, and patted him gently on the cheek: "Haha, my hands are not so delicate. Look, they have warmed up."

Lin Zhong muttered, "Who told you to be so afraid of the cold?"

Xiao Yue asked again, "What did you just ask me to do?"

Lin Zhong pulled her and said, "Just go to the house and have a look."

After Xiao Yue entered the house, she saw a stingray crane cloak and a white fox cloak on the kang. She went there in surprise and looked left and right. The crane and cloak looked soft and delicate indescribably soft to the touch. Looking at the heavy clothes, they were light in their hands. Depending on the size and style, it should be made for her.

Xiao Yue was embarrassed: "I haven't made clothes for you. You always give me new clothes."

Lin Zhong said with a lips: "Can you wear the clothes you made?"

Xiao Yue lowered her head in frustration and wrinkled her face: "I just can't learn that needlework. What can I do?" Every time she sews something, she always tells herself to be patient and patient. The stitches must be smaller and finer, but every time she persists for a while, her stitches are big and crooked. Therefore, she can only make a sock insole or something, and ordinary sewing can also cope with it.

Lin Zhong was happy to see her like this and didn't tease her. He took the white fox cloak in her hand: "This is just made by Aunt Liu. I don't know if it fits. Try this first." With that, put it on her. The cloak is made of white feather yarn, which only turns out a small piece of snow-white fox fur at the collar and hat brim. Lin Zhong put his hat on her head and stepped back to look at it. Well, it's very good. It fits well and is beautiful.

Xiao Yue only felt indescribably comfortable and warm all over her body. Then she looked at Lin Zhong, um, she was still wearing a semi-new and old coarse cloth shirt. Except for the time when she pretended to be her husband, she didn't see him wear better clothes. Lin Zhong said that he was not used to wearing it. He felt that those satin silks and so on were too slippery, and he said that he was probably poor. Before meeting her, he worked for the court for four years and earned a large amount of extra red. He didn't know how to spend it. Now it's good, it's all on her.

Xiao Yue couldn't help but have a sour nose: "Why don't you make some for yourself?"

"Why did I do this? I'm not cold."

Xiao Yue's nose was more sore and she wanted to say something, but she saw Lin Zhong suddenly look out of the window in surprise: "Xiaoyue, look, it's snowing."

Xiao Yue looked out of the window and saw snowflakes floating in the originally gray sky. She took Lin Zhong to run to the yard and looked up at the sky. The snowflakes fell on the tip of her nose, and her cheeks were cold. She touched it with her hand and it was gone. Xiao Yue happily reached out to pick it up. As a result, the snowflakes that seemed to fall all over the sky fell into the palm of her hand, with only a crystal bright point, and the tentacles melted.

Xiao Yue shouted happily: "The first snow this winter, Brother Lin, I finally saw it." In cheering, he didn't even know how to help his hat slipping from his head.

Lin Zhong couldn't help laughing when he looked at her happy face.