Scientific farming and raising cute babies

Chapter 49 It's Snowing

The next day, it was still Meng Xizhou who woke up first, and the thatched cottage looked brighter than usual. Was it snowing?
Opening the door of the thatched hut, what greets the eyes is the world wrapped in silver. The sky and the ground are white, the snow on the ground is about a foot thick, and there are still small snowflakes floating in the sky, which go straight into the house under the blowing of the cold wind.

He hurriedly closed the door, went back to the table and put on the rabbit leather socks that Gu Miao had made, and then went to the kitchen to boil water.

After the hot water was ready, he woke Gu Miao up to wash up.

It was snowing, Gu Miao was extremely grateful for her hard work yesterday, she had new clothes, and the boy also had socks, what a coincidence that it was snowing.

"With such heavy snow, why don't you go to the town today? Brother Niu might not come." Gu Miao washed her face with hot water, then followed Meng Xizhou back to Yun's house with her neck hunched.

The snow was a foot thick and the road was difficult to walk on. She followed Meng Xizhou's footsteps and walked forward.

"If he comes, then I'll go to town."

I have consumed a lot of flour in the past few days, so I have to make up for it, and in case of heavy snowfall, I have to stock up on more food while I can still travel.

"Then you borrow Uncle Yun's clothes to wear, it's too cold today."

The young man hummed and turned around. Seeing that it was difficult for her to walk on the footprints he had stepped on, he took two steps back and squatted down in front of her, "Come up."

Gu Miao "!!!"

She looked at the boy's generous back in a daze, did she want to carry her?
"Deaf? Come up." Seeing that she didn't respond, the boy urged her.

Gu Miao pursed her lips, bent down and carefully lay on the young man's back, the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, "Sir, you treat me so well!"

"Use you to cover your back and keep out the wind." The boy hugged her knees and walked forward steadily step by step.

"I'm very happy to be able to shield my husband from the wind!"

She has become accustomed to the duplicity of young people, whether to treat her well depends on actions, not words.

"Fool." The boy whispered.

"I'm not stupid."

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The repeated non-nutritive conversations were blown away by the cold wind, and the snowflakes were also floating. The weight of the two people made the footprints on the road deeper, just like the relationship between the two, it also deepened.

After walking all the way to Yun's house, Meng Xizhou put Gu Miao down and entered the door. Yun Mo was sweeping snow with a broom.

"I'll come." Meng Xizhou strode over, while Gu Miao went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

After breakfast, the couple continued to make bean curds. Zhou's family sent over meat and bones, and they also made hot and sour soup, but the amount was less than yesterday's.

In the middle of the morning, Niu Shun came, his neck shrunk, his face was blue from the cold, Gu Miao served him a bowl of hot and sour soup, Meng Xizhou loaded the clay pot of bean curd into the carriage, and went to the town with him.

Villagers came over one after another, but there were fewer people than yesterday. Some people carried dry firewood, and those without dry firewood carried beans. This kind of snowy weather is best matched with spicy hot and sour soup. There are many beans in the house. of the villagers are willing to exchange.

When Gu Tang and Gu Tian came, the bean curd was still left behind, and the hot and sour soup was gone. Gu Miao looked at the red hands of the siblings, and sighed uncontrollably.

She wanted to take off her new clothes and give them to them, but the siblings were going back home, and they couldn't keep the new clothes in the Gu family.

Why haven't Gu Fushun and Jiang Xiu come back yet!

When Gu Tang and Gu Tian left, she stayed at Yun's house and waited for Meng Xizhou while picking beans.

With such thick snow, the road is difficult to walk, and I don't know when the boy will come back.

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(End of this chapter)