The snowflakes danced gracefully in the air like flying elves, and then fell on the earth.

After the early morning sun rose, it dissipated the slight chill in the air.

In a small courtyard at the foot of a mountain in Kawai County, a man dressed as a scholar was holding a broom and sweeping the snow in front of the door.

Beside him, a horse dragged something like a rake, pushing the snow that the scholar had swept aside to both sides.

It snowed heavily last night, and even though they worked together one person and one horse, it took a lot of effort to clear a path to the door.

With a creak, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open a gap.

Josh came out with sleepy eyes. She saluted Li Qingshan and said, "Good morning, sir, you can just ask us to do this kind of thing."

While talking, Josh was about to take the broom from Li Qingshan's hand.

"It doesn't matter, the door has been cleaned. Go and wake those two up. Don't stay in bed on New Year's Eve." As soon as Li Qingshan finished speaking, the voices of a man and a woman came from the courtyard.

"Mr. Li! Xiaoyao'er got up early!"

"Mr. Li! I didn't sleep last night! I just finished writing the ten thousand times!"

Hearing this, Li Qingshan waved to Josh, turned around and entered the small courtyard.

Seeing Zhang Dong with big dark circles under his eyes, he said helplessly: "Who told you to finish writing yesterday?"

"She!" Zhang Dong pointed hard at Xiaoyao'er beside him, his tone full of indignation.

Snapped!

A loud slap exploded on Zhang Dong's head... Those who were celebrating the Chinese New Year thought that someone was setting off cannons.

Xiaoyao'er blew her red hands: "I'm doing this for your own good. The New Year is coming soon. If you don't finish writing, you will be fined for copying in the coming year."

"We need to settle the accounts before the Chinese New Year, do you understand?"

This sounds reasonable... Li Qingshan waved his hand and said: "Okay, I'll finish it when I finish it. I'll have breakfast and take a break later."

"Mr., please be considerate of students..." Zhang Dong rubbed his head, yawned, and said with a silly smile.

Not long after, the three students who had washed up sat around the dining table.

According to local customs, you can eat a lot of things for breakfast on New Year's Eve.

Foods such as dumplings, glutinous rice balls, noodles, and rice cakes.

Li Qingshan chose dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse and pork, because he felt that eating noodles was too monotonous, rice cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes tasted almost the same, and dumplings were the best after eating too many glutinous rice balls and not easy to digest.

In addition, the county magistrate sent a lot of pork, so he went to collect the ingredients locally and made a lot of shepherd's purse and pork dumplings.

The emerald-green dumplings were rising and falling in the boiling water. Li Qingshan stood by the pot, constantly stirring the dumplings gently with the spatula in his hand.

This is done to prevent it from sinking to the bottom and sticking to the pan.

Not long after, plates of "chubby" dumplings were served to the table.

Looking at the "yuanbao"-like dumplings, the three students felt their index fingers move.

They picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Of course, Li Qingshan will definitely not forget the little red horse. He specially made several extra-large dumplings for the little red horse.

Each dumpling was as big as a grown man's fist, and the little red horse was moved to tears from the corner of his mouth.

Pick up a steaming dumpling, dip it in mature vinegar and put it in your mouth.

All kinds of flavors burst out in the mouth at once, making people unable to help but grab another one.

"Sir, I've finished eating! Are there any more?" Zhang Dong was the first to finish the dumplings on the plate and asked with a smile.

Li Qingshan pointed to the kitchen: "Yes, just cook it yourself... Do you two still eat? If so, let Zhang Dong cook it together."

Josh put down his chopsticks gracefully and responded with a smile: "Mr. Li, I'm full."

Xiaoyao'er buried her head, and there was still some dumplings in her mouth that she had not yet swallowed, so she could only say: "Ugh...I want some more!"

"One point? How much is one point?" Zhang Dong frowned and asked.

Xiaoyao'er was silent for a few seconds. After swallowing the dumplings in his mouth, he said, "Let's have twenty dumplings first!"

"Twenty!" Zhang Dong's eyes widened and the corners of his mouth twitched as he said, "Are you sure you can finish eating? What a shameful waste!"

Gala da! Gala da!

Xiaoyao'er didn't speak, just pinched her phalanges.

Seeing this naked threat, Zhang Dong immediately lost his temper and ran off to cook dumplings for others...

At noon, the sun was just right, so Li Qingshan moved a deck chair and sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

Three students gathered around and wrote Spring Festival couplets.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Is there anyone here? Is this Mr. Li's home?"

A familiar male voice sounded outside the door, making everyone stunned.

Seeing that no one opened the door, the little red horse yawned, walked to the door lazily, squeezed the door bolt with his butt, and pushed it hard again.

squeak!

A little bit of snow fell from the door frame.

The person outside the door was carrying two packages. He felt so good about himself that he smiled warmly: "Happy New Year!"

As a result, what greeted him was a flattery...

Through the gap, Li Qingshan saw clearly the person coming. This person was Xu Qiye from Qianshan County College.

It’s Chinese New Year, how did the wind bring this person here?

Li Qingshan stood up with a smile and greeted him: "Little red horse, get out of the way, don't flatter others."

The little red horse tutted with an aggrieved look on his face: "Bah!"... [No one of you opened the door, and I opened the door, and you still blame me?]

[What’s wrong with flattery? I’ve never seen you all like flattery!]

Too lazy to talk to the grumbling little red horse, Li Qingshan welcomed Xu Qiye in who was carrying something.

"Happy Chinese New Year, Brother Xu. Why do you think of coming to me when you are so far away?"

Xu Qiye entered the courtyard in a familiar manner, looked around for a while, and said with a smile: "Thanks to Brother Li for taking action last time, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

"No, after learning that these three students went home with you to celebrate the New Year, I thought of coming over to visit them together."

Hearing this explanation, Li Qingshan nodded noncommittally: "Actually, there is no need to be so polite."

"Mr. Li! Don't be deceived by him. Uncle Xu must be here to eat and drink!" Xiaoyao'er, who was always polite, looked at Xu Qiye with disdain.

Zhang Dong directly opened the souvenir brought by Xu Qiye.

There were only five small apples, two bananas and a small pile of peanuts inside...

"I knew it! Master Xu must have stolen the fruits from Dean Qiu's room again and gave them away to others!"

He never thought that his two nephews would stab him in the back like this. Xu Qiye cleared his throat and said, "Do you know that courtesy is less important than affection? Look at your husband, he hasn't said anything yet. Why are you so anxious?"

Josh smiled coldly and said, "Master Xu, is it a little inappropriate to give away something stolen?"

Huh!

Even Qiao Xi was quite dissatisfied with Xu Qiye?
Chapter completed!