Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 225 Duck Down Clothes
Especially when the granddaughter pointed to a pair of black leather short boots and said they were for him, Grandpa Meng immediately picked them up for a closer look, and even stretched out her big hand to touch the shell of the shoe.

"Hey, the inside of this shoe shell is still soft, and it's really warm inside. If you wear this on your feet, it must be warm and comfortable."

Grandpa Meng liked it more and more. He asked his granddaughter to put it away when he was about to get home, and then he and his granddaughter thought about ideas together.

"Ci'er, let's find an excuse, tomorrow's going to town, don't these things have a clear path?"

The more Grandpa Meng thought about it, the more feasible it became.

Fu Xinci was a little worried, "Grandfather, can my father agree?"

"I'm his father, and he has to agree if he doesn't agree." The old man has willful capital in front of his son.

After hearing this, Fu Xinci quickly complimented her, "My granddaughter thinks that grandfather is the most courageous and successful."

What the granddaughter said immediately made Grandpa Meng overjoyed.

The next day, the grandparents and grandson drove the donkey cart across the small river, covering themselves tightly, leaving Fu Yu standing at the gate of his house, looking at his old father's back and worrying.

He couldn't figure out why his old father was so keen on going to town when the weather was cold.

Grandpa Meng was driving the donkey cart and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that there were only two soldiers standing guard at the gate of the guardhouse in front of him, and he didn't see Qi Yuanshan.

Otherwise, he would have to repeat what he said to his son.

The donkey cart finally got out of the mountain pass, and looking at the surrounding fields covered with snow, Grandpa Meng once again sighed: "The winter here is really cold, how can you still feel the bone-chilling cold after wearing so many clothes. "

"Grandfather, you should wear duck down jackets." Fu Xinci said, and took out two men's duck down jackets that had been prepared a long time ago from the space.

One duck down jacket is long and the other is short, with black fur collars, both of which are silver-gray suitable for grandfather's age.

This color is solemn and calm, but not deliberately dull.

All the grandfather's thoughts were attracted by these two jackets. He weighed the weight in his hands and found out in surprise, "Ci'er, these jackets are light, can they keep you warm?"

Fu Xinci did not explain much to his grandfather, but used practical actions to let the old man experience what warmth is.

With the help of his granddaughter, Grandpa Meng put on the long duck down jacket.

Waiting for his granddaughter to help zip up, button up, and put on his hat, Grandpa Meng stood on the empty avenue stretching his arms and throwing his legs.

The more the old man struggled, the more he couldn't hide the joy in his heart. "Oh, Ci'er, this big jacket is really good. It's many times warmer than the padded jacket we wore before, and it's not heavy. It's so comfortable to wear."

After Grandpa Meng finished speaking, he did not forget to add: "The most important thing is the convenience of walking."

"Of course. Although this one is long, it is much more convenient than those robes and cloaks."

"Yeah." Grandpa Meng became more and more happy, and urged his granddaughter to change into one. "With these clothes, even if the winter here is colder, we won't be afraid."

"En." Under her grandfather's urging, Fu Xinci also changed into a lavender duck down jacket with a white fur collar. After the little girl put it on, she stood up in front of her grandfather for him to see.

"Looks good, looks good, our Ci'er looks really good in this jacket."

Grandpa Meng looked at his granddaughter's increasingly fair face, as if he had returned to the days when his family was not implicated by the Duke's Mansion.

Fu Xinci advised her grandfather not to think about the past, "Grandfather, we will get better and better, much better than before."

"Well, that's for sure, our family can be regarded as a landlord now."

While talking, Fu Xinci put on the pair of cotton boots that he had prepared for his grandfather. The old man was offended, and he walked several times in the snow.

If it weren't for his age, Grandpa Meng would have wanted to run twice in the snow.

"Oh, these are the best and most comfortable boots my grandfather has ever worn."

Grandpa Meng was so excited that the words "best" and "most comfortable" were left in his mind.

Standing by the side, Fu Xinci looked at his grandfather beaming with joy, feeling as if he had eaten honey.

"Ci'er, this is a blessing in disguise for our family. Grandfather is content, we have to cherish the blessing."

"Well, grandfather is right, we have to cherish our blessings."

The grandpa and grandson talked and laughed and got on the donkey cart. Their bodies warmed up, and their thoughts were different from before.

"Ci'er, let's go back when the donkey cart reaches the town."

"Well, everything our family needs can be found in the small world left by the old god."

Grandpa Meng was even more delighted when he thought of the small world left by the old god to his granddaughter.

Looking at the vast white land in front of him, Grandpa Meng thought about his granddaughter's adventure, and his family has benefited a lot.

The feeling of joy falling from the sky, he really felt it

The grandparents and grandchildren talked about the common language, and they all had longings for a better life in the future.

The little donkey pulling the cart seemed to have felt the joy of its master, and walked along the desolate mountain road without Grandpa Meng waving his whip.

Grandpa Meng didn't expect that his little donkey was so strong that he would have to add fodder to the little donkey when he went back.

The grandparents and grandchildren arrived in the town and walked around the town. The only commodity Fu Xinci bought was oiled paper.

Looking at the thick stack of oil paper bought by his granddaughter, Grandpa Meng smiled.

On the way back, the little donkey walked faster, and the town could no longer be seen, so Fu Xinci took out the duck down clothes and cotton boots for the family.

The shoe boxes and packing bags couldn't be taken out, so she had to use a few pieces of cotton cloth as furoshiki to wrap those things separately.

The little donkey didn't need to worry about it at all, it just knew to go in the direction of the guard, and Grandpa Meng watched his granddaughter pack things in his spare time.

Just when he saw his granddaughter bring out a set of clothes with strange colors and styles, and put them together with a pair of black leather boots, he guessed that it was for Qi Yuanshan.

"Ci'er, is this for your Uncle Qi?"

"Well, these clothes are not afraid of wear and tear, and are more suitable for fighting." Fu Xinci thought that the weapon Uncle Qi used was a big knife, so she thought that when she was in contact with her friends tonight, she asked them to help find a big knife. Let Uncle Xu and Xu Jiacan bless them with gold abilities.

In this way, on the battlefield, Uncle Qi would definitely cut melons and vegetables with a swing of his sword.

"Hey." I was so happy that I laughed out loud.

"Ci'er, why are you so happy?"

"Grandfather, I'm going to help Uncle Qi get a big knife, and make sure that Uncle Qi will smile when he sees it."

After hearing what his granddaughter said, Grandpa Meng was also happy.But at the critical moment, I still haven't forgotten to remind my granddaughter, "Ci'er, when you bring the knife, you have to show it to your grandfather. Grandpa will help you palm your eyes, and you can only send it out after finding a proper reason."

(End of this chapter)