After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

"It's snowing, Dalang, you need to drive faster, otherwise we will be buried in the snow." Aunt Qin urged while sitting in the car.

Uncle Qin scolded her, "Why are you rushing me? It's not easy for Dalang to drive the cart... Dalang, uncle and aunt are not in a hurry. Just lead the donkey cart slowly."

Anyway, the one who was standing outside in the wind and snow was not the couple, but Dalang.

"Dalang, get on the cart to avoid the wind and snow. Let the geese lead the donkey cart!" Grandpa Qin couldn't bear to see Jiang Dalang suffer, so he hurriedly called him to get on the cart.

Yao Dayan immediately ran over and said, "Master Jiang, let me drive the cart. I learned martial arts and have enough arm strength to control the donkey cart."

"Yeah." Jiang Dalang nodded and ran to Grandpa Qin's donkey cart. He was afraid that Yao Dayan was not good at driving, so he kept staring outside to prevent the cart from overturning.

Fortunately, the wind and snow had just started, and the road was not too difficult to travel. After half an hour, the donkey cart finally turned safely into the Guicun village road and met Qin Dashi, Qin Dayan and Qin Eryong who came to pick them up.

"Uncle Wu, you are finally back. Aunt Wu was so worried!" The three of them were overjoyed and came over to lead the donkey cart and went to the village.

After seeing Grandpa Qin and the others return safely, Grandma Qin finally let go of her worries and asked them to drink half a bowl of cold-dispelling soup each: "Xiaomi asked me to make it. She said this medicine is better than ginger tea."

After hearing this, Jiang Dalang's eyes softened a bit, but when he remembered that this medicine was prepared for everyone, not just for him, his eyes darkened again.

"The snow is getting heavier." Grandpa Qin held the empty medicine bowl and looked at the heavy snow outside the house, saying, "Fortunately, we delivered everything today. If we wait until tomorrow, we won't be able to deliver it even if we want to."

"Who said it wasn't?" Grandma Qin agreed, and said with great relief: "Fortunately, Madam Guan arrived today, otherwise... God still blesses good people."

After sighing, Grandma Qin called Aunt Xu: "Everyone is back, let's have dinner."

"Yes." Aunt Xu, Granny Zhu and Zhu Sanhong went to the kitchen and brought bowls of mutton noodle soup to the main hall.

Aunt Qin was so happy that she quickly brought a bowl with the most meat to Uncle Qin: "My husband, you are weak, you need to eat more mutton to replenish your body."

Uncle Qin also brought Aunt Qin a bowl of mutton noodle soup with lots of meat: "Wife, this bowl is for you, you also need to replenish your body."

Qin Xiaomi: "..."

Should we say that you two are greedy and selfish, or that you are very loving?

"It's time to eat noodles." Qin Xiaomi was too lazy to pay attention to them and asked her family to eat noodles... You know what, on a snowy day, it was quite a special experience for the whole family to get together and eat hot noodle soup.

But Grandpa Qin was the village chief, and he was afraid that heavy snow would cause houses to collapse and people to die in the village. After eating the noodles, he told the servants on night watch to keep watching the amount of snow, and when the snow accumulated to a certain thickness, he would ask them to ring the gong to wake up the villagers to sweep the snow.

This time the snow was heavier than the previous few days. The gong was struck three times in one night, and the villagers who were sweeping the snow were almost exhausted to death.

Fortunately, the snow was cleared in time, so no houses collapsed or villagers froze to death.

The next day, early in the morning of the 26th, Grandpa Qin was relieved after listening to Xu Zhengmao's report.

On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Grandma Qin and Aunt Qin brought the servants to clean the house again.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Grandma Qin and Aunt Qin took out new clothes for the family members for the New Year.

"Everyone has one. This maroon dress is for mom, the bronze robe is for dad, and the dark green robe and dress are for my second brother and his wife. There are matching white bamboo and white orchid patterns sewn on the clothes."

Uncle Qin shouted, "Little sister, why did you let my second brother and his wife wear dark green? It's New Year's Day, they should wear red robes, that's more festive!"

He then said, "Forget it. For the sake of brother and sister, I won't bother with you. Just give me money for two new sets of clothes."

His younger sister receives a dividend every month, and has been doing so for half a year. The family's financial resources are so rich that he can't even imagine it, so as the second brother, he has to help her spend some!

Aunt Qin: "..."

Qin Xiaomi glanced at him and said, "You can wear it or not. If you don't want to wear it, I'll help you sell it and get some money. The dark green color is elegant and noble, and it's no worse than the bright red."

Aunt Qin has a great sense of beauty. The clothes she chooses for her family members are all the most suitable for them. How dare her cheap second uncle look down on them? What a lack of taste!

Aunt Qin saw that Qin Xiaomi was angry, so she quickly jumped out to be the good person: "The clothes made by my younger sister are the most beautiful, and my second brother and his wife like them very much."

She hurriedly took the two sets of dark green clothes away, fearing that if she took a step at night, they would be confiscated by Qin Xiaomi.

Qin Xiaomi was satisfied.

But the next moment, her face looked ugly.

It was because Qin Xiaogu picked up a pink long skirt and handed it to her: "Xiaomi, this skirt is made for you. It's pink and tender, and it suits you best."

"Sister Shu is right. This skirt suits Xiaomi best." Grandma Qin picked up the skirt and tried it on Qin Xiaomi. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became: "A little girl should wear pink."

When she was at home, Grandma Qin wanted to have Qin Xiaomi wear bright colors, but brightly colored fabrics were expensive, so Grandma Qin gritted her teeth and didn't buy any.

But now that we have new dyes at home, we can dye the cloth ourselves, so Xiaomi can wear the pink skirt as she pleases.

The corner of Qin Xiaomi's mouth twitched... Why are the female elders so obsessed with pink?

"Grandma, please give this skirt to Sister Ertao. It doesn't suit me." Qin Xiaomi has lived for three lifetimes. Although she died early in the first two, her age accumulated from the three lifetimes has reached several dozen years old. She really can't stand this color.

Grandma Qin refused: "This is made by your aunt herself. How can you let Ertao wear it? Be obedient and wear it. It suits you."

Qin Xiaomi pursed her lips, helpless, and could only accept it: "Thank you, aunt, the skirt is very beautiful."

Put it in the bottom of the box, she will never wear it in her life anyway!

"Where's Xiaozhu's? Where's Xiaozhu's?" Jiang Xiaozhu called out, pointing at another light yellow dress and asking, "Is this mine?"

Grandma Qin nodded: "Well, this is our Xiaozhu's New Year's dress, it's the same tender yellow as winter plum, it looks pretty, doesn't it?"

"Wow, it looks so good!" Jiang Xiaozhu was very happy when she got the new clothes, but said: "Xiaozhu wants a pink skirt, I want to wear the same as Sister Xiaomi!"

Qin Xiaomi was crying in her heart...Xiaozhu, when you grow up, you will know how terrible pink clothes are.

Jiang Dalang, Jiang Erlang, Qin Xiaomai and Qin Xiaogu also had new clothes, but they were bought because the workshop was busy and Grandma Qin was too old to make new clothes for them herself.

But they didn't mind and happily took the new clothes away.

Before leaving, Jiang Dalang came to Qin Xiaomi holding new clothes, smiled, and asked expectantly: "Xiaomi, the first day of the first lunar month is my birthday. Do you remember to prepare a birthday gift for me?"

What the hell?

Qin Xiaomi was confused.

Jiang Dalang knew she had forgotten, so he reminded her, "Since you were five years old, you knew that my birthday was special, so you prepared a birthday gift for me every year."

Oh, now I remember, this really happened in the original owner's memory.

But Qin Xiaomi said: "That was when we were little. Now we are grown up and busy making money. Don't remember such trivial things."

So heartless.

The expectation on Jiang Dalang's face disappeared, and a look of grievance emerged.

Grandma Qin felt distressed and said, "How can it be considered a small matter? Xiaomi, while there are still three days until the first day of the new year, you should quickly prepare a birthday gift for Dalang."