It was cold, and Run'er was greedy for the hot quilt and refused to get up. She heard Qingzhi shouting outside: "It's snowing! It's snowing!" She was overjoyed and quickly climbed out of the warm quilt, opened the curtains and slipped out of bed, barefoot.
I jumped onto the corridor, and before I saw Xue, I was held up by Qingzhi and carried back to the room. My little butt received two crisp slaps——
"You dare to get out of bed even if you don't wear any clothes or socks, doesn't Sister Qingzhi know how to hit someone?"
Before he finished speaking, Zongzhi from the next room also jumped out, also wearing single clothes and dancing with bare feet: "Oh, oh, it's snowing, Uncle Chou is coming back!"
Xiaochan ran out angrily and dragged Zongzhi back.
After a while, the little brother and sister came out well-dressed and asked repeatedly:
"Uncle Chou is coming soon, isn't he?"
"Has Uncle Chou crossed the river?"
"..."
Xiaochan and Qingzhi were tired of coping, so they coaxed: "The young man is coming back soon. You two should be good, go wash up first, have breakfast and wait for Uncle Chou to come back."
The two children rushed to wash up. It was around the end of the afternoon after breakfast. They climbed on the railing to watch the snow falling heavier and heavier in the sky. They asked the grandmother beside them: "Why isn't Uncle Chou back yet?"
Chen's mother, Mrs. Li, was also worried. Cao Zhi must be on the road at this time. It was freezing and it was snowing heavily. It was difficult to travel. She said, "I'll be back soon. You two go to the study to study and practice calligraphy."
, your ugly uncle came back and heard you guys reading and practicing calligraphy, how happy are you?"
When Zongzhi and Runer heard this, they thought it made sense. They had not been lazy for more than two months. They insisted on reading and practicing calligraphy every day like Uncle Chou at home before. When the weather was good, Jing Nu and Lai Zhen would take them up Jiu Yao.
Mountain, looking to the north, the two little brothers and sisters discussed which mountain in the north behind which Uncle Chou studied?
The two children came to the study room, each with a scroll in their hands, and began to read "The Analects of Confucius" in unison. This was Run'er's idea, saying that when two people read together, the sound would be louder, and Uncle Chou could hear it outside the door.
After reading for half an hour, I have read more than half of the "Analects of Confucius", but I haven't seen Uncle Chou come back yet.
Run'er said: "Brother, let's take a break. My mouth is dry."
Xiaochan and Qingzhi rushed to give them warm tea to drink. The two brothers drank the water, ran to the corridor and looked at the door for a while, then came back and started practicing calligraphy. What Zongzhi copied was "Declaration Form",
Run'er is the "Cao Quan Monument". Both children feel that they have made great progress. Uncle Chou will definitely praise them when he sees it.
Another half an hour passed after practicing calligraphy, but Uncle Chou was still nowhere to be seen. The two little brothers and sister couldn't sit still. The little hand holding the pen was red and numb from the cold, and the words they wrote were ugly.
Run'er suggested: "Brother, let's go to the gate and wait for Uncle Chou?"
Zongzhi naturally responded enthusiastically. Xiaochan and Qingzhi couldn't resist him, so they had to take them to the gate and stand under the eaves, looking around.
The one-armed Jingnu was also looking eagerly towards the north road, waiting for Cao Zhixiaolangjun and Ran Sheng to return.
At three o'clock, the wind and snow became more intense, large flakes of snow covered the sky, and everything on the ground turned white.
Jing Nu was even more anxious than Zongzhi and Run'er. He went to Laifu and borrowed a wide-rimmed bamboo hat. He held a five-foot willow stick and said to Chen's mother, Mrs. Li: "Old slave, go to the road ahead to greet you. Maybe the young man is here."
I crossed the river with Xiao Sheng."
Zong Zhi and Run'er naturally shouted to follow. Chen's mother, Mrs. Li, thought that Cao Zhi should be back today. When she left, she said she would leave at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. Today was already the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, so she asked Laifu to go.
The patriarch, Chen Xian, borrowed an ox cart to carry Zongzhi and Run'er to Fenglin Ferry to meet them. Regardless of whether they were picked up or not, they must be back before noon to avoid freezing the children.
Laifu was driving an oxcart, while Qingzhi and Xiaochan each held a child in the carriage. The one-armed Jingnu refused to sit in the carriage. He preferred to walk, using willow sticks to support him and prevent slipping. He walked faster than the oxcart.
I am nearly sixty years old, but my muscles and bones are still strong.
It was more than twenty miles from Chenjiawu to Fenglin Ferry. Laifu drove and Jingnu walked for more than ten miles. There were no pedestrians on the road ahead, only a vast expanse of white.
Seeing that it was approaching noon, Laifu obeyed his mistress's instructions and stopped the car and said: "Young Master is afraid that you won't be able to come back today. Even if you rush to Qiantang today, you have to go to Ding's Manor to visit your mistress. She should be back tomorrow. Let's
Go back first."
Jing Nu said: "Laifu, you go back first, I will rush to Fenglin Ferry alone and wait and see."
Run'er said with a tearful voice: "I'm not going back. I'm going to the ferry to wait for Uncle Chou. Uncle Chou promised to come back when it snows. If the snow is so heavy, Uncle Chou will definitely come back."
Xiaochan hugged Run'er tightly and coaxed: "Okay, Run'er is good - come to Uncle Fu, let's meet him three or four miles later."
Laifu looked up at the sky and waved his whip, while the ox cart crushed the snow, and continued to drive north. After walking for another two or three miles, Jing Nu who was walking in front suddenly stopped, leaned his willow stick on his body, took off his bamboo hat and raised it up, as if to
Blocking the heavy snow in the sky so that he could see the road ahead clearly, he suddenly shouted: "Xiao Sheng - Xiao Sheng -", holding a willow stick, he walked as fast as flying.
Ran Sheng's joyful voice came from the wind and snow thirty feet away: "Uncle Jing, it's me, Xiao Sheng, and Xiao Langjun, we are back!"
Immediately, two figures appeared in the snowy shadows, wearing bamboo hats, striding towards them.
Laifu stopped the car, and Xiaochan and Qingzhi took Zongzhi and Runer out of the car. The little brothers and sisters ran forward hand in hand, shouting sharply: "Uncle Ugly—Uncle Ugly—"
Run'er was running in a hurry and fell down. When he got up, he was picked up by someone in the air. With a high nose, bright black eyes, and a smile like a spring breeze, who could he be if he wasn't Uncle Chou? Just listen to Chou.
Uncle smiled and said: "Run'er, Zongzhi has come to pick up Uncle Chou. Is it cold?"
Run'er's chin was stained with snow, and there were a few sparkling tears hanging on her cheeks. She was laughing and crying at the same time. She hugged Uncle Chou's neck and wondered how happy she was: "Run'er knew that Uncle Chou would definitely come back.
, it’s snowing heavily, Uncle Chou will definitely come back!”
Chen Caozhi leaned over and picked up Zongzhi as well. Before he had taken two steps, he heard two crunching sounds from the soles of his feet, and the teeth of his clogs were broken.
Xiaochan and Qingzhi stood aside and watched the intimacy between the uncle and nephew, and felt warm in their hearts.
Ever since Chen Caozhi appeared, Xiaochan's eyes had not moved away from Chen Caozhi's face, thinking to herself: "Little husband Cao Zhi has grown taller again and become more handsome. It's so fascinating." Suddenly.
Seeing Chen Caozhi's steps stagnant, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Cao Zhi?"
Chen Caozhi smiled and said: "Sister Xiaochan, sister Qingzhi, you are all here. My clogs are broken. Please hurry up and carry Zongzhi and Run'er to the car. The snow is so heavy."
Xiaochan and Qingzhi carried Zongzhi and Runer up one by one. Xiaochan greeted them, "Little Master Cao, you also sit in the car. The teeth of your clogs are broken, and the snow will soak your socks."
Chen Caozhi's socks were already wet and he said, "Can you sit down? It's not a long way, so it doesn't matter if you walk back."
Xiaochan said: "We are all members of our own family, so why are we afraid of being crowded? Come up quickly."
Chen Caozhi got on the bullock cart and put his clogs on the back panel of the cart.
Only then did Laifu ask: "Xiao Langjun, where is my family Lai De?"
Ran Sheng sat on the shaft of the car and rushed to say: "Uncle Laifu, don't worry, how can a man as big as Brother Lai De be lost? He is driving behind. He was delayed when crossing the river. He will not be able to catch up for a while."
Laifu said "hey hey" twice, and then he felt relieved and directed the scalper to turn around and drive back to the return road.
Xiao Chan suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, the socks are all wet." She couldn't help but peel off Chen Caozhi's wet socks, touched Chen Caozhi's feet, and said in surprise: "It's as cold as ice."
They arrived in a hurry, and there was no heating in the carriage, so Xiao Chan hugged Chen Caozhi's cold feet tightly in her arms and said, "I'll warm Cao Zhi's little husband." Without looking at Chen Caozhi,
He lowered his eyelashes and only looked at Chen Caozhi's feet.
Chen Caozhi felt a little embarrassed. Although his feet were cold, he still had feeling and was quite sensitive. He could fully feel the warmth and tenderness of Xiaochan's embrace, and he held her so tightly that the soles of his feet felt like they were stepping on soft ground.
On the ball——
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