Chapter 307: The Welfare of Crossing The Finale

In the fifteenth year of Yuanhong of Dashun, the world lasted for a long time, but due to the disorder of Emperor Dashun's illness gradually appeared. However, this chaos is just like dripping a drop of paint into the water. Although the color is thick, it has to slowly fade away. With the staining, no matter how thick the color is, it will gradually fade. What's more, this paint is deliberately covered up. At present, it is the Spring Festival, and there are still singing and singing everywhere. From the provincial government to the people's homes, they are all immersed in a peaceful scene.

Although the weather is still a little cold, the streets and alleys have become very lively since the third day of the Chinese New Year. Among other things, the restaurants and shops in Qingzhou Prefecture have begun to open, and small vendors are also carrying burdens and shouting on the streets. All kinds of snacks emit attractive fragrance, and of course, there are temple fairs that are indispensable for the New Year. The endless flow of people on the street, accompanied by New Year's greetings and hawking one after another, can know the prosperity of the Spring Festival temple fair.

The most eye-catching thing is still those juggling... Some people swallow fireballs, some people hold broken stones, some people set up a stage to sing, and some people dance with swords. Naturally, there is no shortage of storytelling, playing and singing, which is really dazzling.

The two-day continuous rush has made the snow boring, but it can't be anxious. In the era when there are no planes, cars and even electric cars, it is still ice and snowy, which makes her have a strange feeling that it is difficult to fly.

In such a hurry, I finally arrived at Qingzhou Zhou's house in the afternoon. The carriage was parked directly at the side door, and there was a sedan chair to serve it. There were more people around, but it was not too noisy. After the hanging flower door fell from the sedan chair, Xiao Qi Niang and Hachiro rushed up, and the eyes suddenly turned red.

I met my father, mother and several aunts in a regular manner, and the big and small bags bought outside were delivered. Zhou's mother naturally held the snow in her hand. While asking about the fatigue on the road, she couldn't help saying, "I've lost so much weight. It can be seen that I've suffered. Just come back!" Just come back!"

It surprised Xuejian a lot. She asked herself that she was not the best daughter-in-law above. What's more, such a disappearance can lead to bad speculations and rumors. Her parents-in-law and several aunts of the Zhou family are all native ancient people. How can they be sublimated to such a high level in an instant? Question mark There is only one possibility, that is, Zhou Bo's explanation is in place.

Although she didn't know what kind of spring and autumn brushwork Zhou Bo used, Xuejian didn't want to guess. She inadvertently turned around and swept her husband with the corners of her eyes. Her heart was full of gratitude. Thank you for crossing this time, thank you for letting me meet this person, and thank you for never leaving him from now on.

After greeting the elders and brothers and sisters, Xue Jian naturally couldn't help asking, "Mother, where's Brother Cheng?"

Aunt Zhao patted her arm: "Brother hasn't woken up from a nap, and Xian'er is guarding him."

I couldn't resist the tide of missing. Xue retreated on the road as an excuse, but hurriedly went to Er Niang's hospital. After entering the courtyard, Sanni came out early and said apologetically, "Brother is asleep. Will the young grandma come back later?" Xue Jian whispered, "I knew he was asleep when I saw people talking quietly."

"Xian Niang, are you awake?" Xuejian walked over carefully and saw the pink child lying soundly asleep. Xue saw a pair of big eyes and immediately lit up, cautious and happy. If she hadn't been afraid of waking up the child, she would have taken the child and held him in her arms now.

"I've met my brother and sister-in-law." Because it was a lunch break, Er Niang only casually wore an ivory-white and chest Confucian skirt, with water-red ribbons gently hanging down, and a silk coat with embroidered iris rolled with yellow gold edges. With the blessing of Sanlang and Di, the Zhou family can also wear silk. The room was as warm as spring, and the Er Niang's face was like jade. The dark clouds were simply wrapped around the back of her head, with a white magnolia agate water drop hairpin, and the tassels drooped on the side of the ear, making the beautiful face more beautiful.

At this moment, Er Niang followed Xue Jian's eyes and returned to the baby next to her. Her smooth and delicate face immediately showed an infinitely soft and gentle look.

Brother Cheng's growth is becoming more and more pink and watery, which is completely different from when he was born. It is the time when he grows up quickly. It is said that such a child changes day by day. If he sees it outside, he really can't recognize his son. Thinking of this, Xue Jian's tears fall down like a broken pearl. In the tears, the child's sweet sleeping face made her like it in her heart, and Er Niang's soft voice sounded softly in her ear: "Sister-in-law, look at how handsome Brother Cheng's eyebrows are, just like the eldest brother."

The next morning, Xuejian opened her eyes. Fortunately, it was a familiar room. She couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth and calling people in. Xiaomei and Xiaoxing Xiaoli were waiting at the door of Xuejian. When Xuejian got up, they came in to salute together.

Thinking of going to see her son soon, Xue Jian smiled and got dressed and walked out of bed. Xiaomei served Xue Jian to comb her hair after washing. Then she picked up a tedious hollow sparrow painting hairpin and compared it on her black hair for a long time. Outside, Zhou Bo also tidyed up and walked to Xue Jian with a smile. At the same time, he reached out to pick and pick in the dressing box. Finally, he took a fancy to a golden Ruyi and a hairpin. He got up and walked behind Xue Jian, pulled out the hesitant hairpin of Xiaomei and gently plugged in the one he chose.

Xuejian looked left and right in the mirror. The clarity of this ancient mirror is really... so good that it makes people speechless.

Zhou Bo looked into the mirror behind Xuejian and smiled slightly: "A smile is charming."

Listening to the couple's jokes, several of the maids blushed, which made Xuejian twist Zhou Bo's arms twice, and then got up and ordered someone to bring breakfast in.

After breakfast, they called someone to go to the second mother to stare. After hearing the reply, the couple took their hands and walked to the garden.

The rare sunshine is shining. A young and beautiful girl in the garden is holding a baby, and several sisters and a group of maids accompany them to tease the little powder ball waving their hands and feet. The harmonious and pleasant atmosphere made everyone present happy. Seeing Xuejian and Zhou Bo coming, Er Niang smiled and said, "The weather is really nice today, so I took Brother Cheng out to bask in the sun."

Seeing that Xue took over the child, her heart was as soft as a ball of water. She looked at the bright black eyes like grapes, the pink and tender little face, and the round mouth. She only felt that she couldn't see enough, and she couldn't kiss enough. At the beginning, Brother Cheng just stared at Xuejian with his eyes. He was hugged by her and did not cry. He frowned, but patted her with his little hands, which made everyone laugh. Seeing that she was disliked by her son, she felt unbalanced. Looking at the expression similar to Zhou Bo, she couldn't help sighing. This expression is on Zhou Bo's face, that is, strangers should not get close. On my son's face, it is super cute Zhengtai! Sure enough, it is because of my genetics that I have the most handsome man in Dashun!

Warm and happy days are always short and fast. In a blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival has arrived!

In the evening, there were many colorful lights in the garden, and now the family members have climbed the stairs and lit candles one by one. Xuejian and the girls looked down at the horse lamp, the Eight Immortals lamp, and then the lotus lamp until Zhou Bo's voice came from behind them: "The wind is coming up. Why don't you go back?" Xue Jian turned around and smiled. He held the hand stove in his hand, gave the hand stove to Xiaomei, held Zhou Bo's hand, and said in a delicate voice, "Wait for you."

Without saying anything, Zhou Bo only put Xuejian's sleeve in his sleeve and went back to the room. Today, of course, young grandma Zhou loves her husband very much. Zhou Bo is also very interested today. He asked people to bring wine and let Xue Jian to get his favorite jade cup. Xue Jian put one in front of Zhou Bo, took another one in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "Am I accompany you today?"

"With or without companion, everyone is mine." Zhou Bo was particularly relaxed today, abnormally and said frivolously to Xue, "Isn't it better to make a cup with red lips?" Xue Jian samaned to be angry: "There is someone outside!" Zhou Bo tapped his finger on the table: "You really have to thank me. I have talked to my parents for you for a long time today."

In order not being able to take care of the children by themselves, Xue Jian Zhou Bo had been in the cold war for a few days.

Hearing this, Xue Jian immediately flew over and bent his eyes with a smile: "What did you say? You must have asked me to take care of the children by myself. I know. You are going to negotiate, aren't you? What did you say?" Zhou Bo stroked a ruby earring seen by Xuejian, and his voice became lower and lower: "What's the condition?"

Xue Jian smiled sweetly: "Do you always have to say something? For example, how can we take good care of our children in the future, how to make our children get ahead, and so on. Zhou Bo smiled and said, "With the help of parents, you can also get ahead." Xue Jian turned her head and thought, "But parents will spoil their children too much and spoil their children..."

Zhou Bo smiled and raised his hand to stop it: "Stop it. Don't look for the reason." Xue Jian also smiled, presented the wine glass with both hands, and the blue wine was poured into the white jade glass, which was particularly touching. Xue Jian's voice was more delicate and soft than usual: "I don't care. Anyway, if you drink my wine, you have to talk to me!" Zhou Bo took it, looked at the wine in the glass, and then glanced at Xuejian's flaming red lips: "Can't you really change this glass?" Xue glanced at him and said coquettishly, "Drink quickly, you!"

Zhou Bo ignored her and drank a glass of wine by himself.

Xue smiled: "Thank you very much for your hard work! Will you bring it back to me tomorrow?" Zhou Bo couldn't help laughing: "If you don't hold it over, it's also our son." Xue Jian was unhappy again: "Being a mother's heart, hum, is different from yours!"

It's cold in winter, but it's warm in the room. This couple is often alone in the room, and the girls are outside. They can't call in, but they can be lazy.

Xue saw lying in Zhou Bo's arms and thinking about what Zhou Bo said, "I only treat you well." This embrace can shelter from the wind and rain, which is the single-mindedness of a lifetime, and the snow is full of joy.

God is really not kind to me. Xuejian thought about how many things he has experienced, and tomorrow, my son can also come back to me! It's great that the whole family got together again!

This is the welfare of time travel!