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Mrs. Yang sat on a recliner made of bamboo and rattan, holding a cup of tea in her hand and a warm donkey in her arms, looking at the snowy scenery of Mount Wei leisurely.

Hearing the sound of feet stepping on the branches and breaking, a little boy came along the forest path. The boy closed his eyes and said: "Patriarch, a guest surnamed Bai came to the mountain to beat red jujube horses. He said he was passing through here, and the road was blocked by heavy snow. Stay for a few days."

Mr. Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked leisurely: "How many days is the stay?"

The little boy said: "I don't know, the guest surnamed Bai never said that he would stay for a few days, but only offered fifteen gold as a reward for staying overnight."

Fifteen gold coins, jujube horse, should be a nobleman, Mr. Yang raised his head and raised his eyebrows, and ordered: "Let Dachun arrange it."

The little boy agreed, and turned around to call someone outside the door of the East Wing.

"Brother Chun..."

The one who came out in response was a tall and strong man in thick clothes. The tall and strong man was tall and straight, with star eyebrows and sharp eyes, very heroic.

After listening to the boy's narration, Yang Dachun bowed respectfully to the grandfather and said, "Father, I'll go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Yang Dachun took a bamboo hat by the door, put on a frock coat, and took a shovel for pulling snow, and went down the mountain with the boy.

Yang Dachun chatted with the little boy one after another. It has been snowing heavily for the past two days, and the mountain road is extremely difficult to walk. From time to time, he has to shovel off the thick snow to see clearly.

The boy walked behind, and Yang Dachun walked ahead to shovel the snow to open the way. The person in front was tall and had long legs, with big steps. There was a dirt slope. .

Yang Dachun turned around to support the little boy, when he heard the hoarse hoarseness of the horse nose in front of him, he turned his head and was stunned for an instant.

Standing in front of the jujube horse is a man dressed in white. Over the white coat is a plain felt cape. The felt wool is exposed from the brim of the hood. The cap and shoulders are covered with snow. Under the brim is a thin and delicate She has a tall face, a straight nose bridge, and long eyelashes covered with snow. Correspondingly, there is a pair of deep and bottomless black eyes.

Yang Dachun felt as if someone had punched him fiercely in the heart, and felt guilty for no reason, presumably the visitor had stood there motionless and waited for a long time.

He took a closer look and was sure that the visitor's eyelashes were also covered with snow. Before he could speak, he cracked his mouth and smiled.

The man in white saw Yang Dachun crack his mouth and smile, his eyelashes flickered twice, and snowflakes fell down his eyes.

Yang Dachun clasped his fists, his smile still unabated: "This guest has been waiting for a long time."

The little boy stood firm and walked out from behind Yang Dachun. Seeing the man in white clothes covered with snow all over, he asked, "Oh! Why don't you wait in the gazebo next to it, there is no snow there!"

The man in white clasped his fists in return, and said modestly: "It's okay, Luoxue has the scenery of Luoxue, the gazebo and here are very good."

Yang Dachun’s first impression of him was that this young man was quite stupid. It snowed so heavily, and it took at least an hour for a boy to go up the mountain to report back. There is a big difference between standing in the snow and waiting in the gazebo. .

"I am Dachun of the Yang Family of Empress Xia, born in Dongyue, at the age of 23."

Hearing the words, the man in white turned his eyes slightly and asked, "Big Chun? But it comes from: In ancient times, there was a big Chun who used eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn."

"Exactly."

Under the ice and snow, the man's face turned blue and white, showing a smile, like a holy lotus in the snow. Although Yang Dachun has never seen the holy lotus in the snow, he heard from his uncles that the holy lotus in the snow is the most beautiful flower in the world. , Aoxue facing the wind, Bingqingyujie, when he thought of Bingqingyujie, he was startled, it was so unreasonable to think of this word to describe a girl.

The man in white asked: "But Master Gao Tang hopes that Brother Da Chun will live to be a hundred years old."

Yang Dachun said: "That's right. I have two older brothers, both of whom joined the army. My father got me when he was 40 years old. He hopes that I will live a long and happy life."

The jujube horse raised its hooves a few times, and the boy's hands and feet were frozen, so it was not easy to disturb the two of them talking.

Yang Dachun's heart was beating very fast, maybe he walked too hastily before: "I don't know the name of Mr. Bai?"

The man in white smiled and said: "The word Xue is also born in winter and moon, and the imaginary age is 21."

Xiao Tong was a little anxious, and wanted to end this conversation quickly, it was so cold standing in the snow, he couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this.

Yang Dachun asked the boy why he was laughing.

The little boy pointed to the man in white and said, "The word snow is such a coincidence, Baixue, Baixue, you two read it together, Yangchun Baixue, haha, isn't it a coincidence!"

Yang Dachun shouted, "Don't be rude, how can you call him by his name directly."

The man in white stretched out his hand and shook, and looked at the boy with a smile in his eyes: "Your heart is straightforward, no problem. Yangchun Baixue is very interesting, but I am an unknown person, how can I afford the words Yangchun Baixue, I am actually from Lower Liba. "

Yang Dachun laughed, and both the boy and the man in white laughed.

The three of them and a jujube horse walked along the snow field to the valley. The snow was heavy, and the doors and windows of every house were tightly closed. The boy went to a small tavern and opened the door.

It was a bearded man who opened the door. When he saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted him inside.

Da Chun exchanged a few words with the man, and the man said: "It's freezing cold, I only have roasted sweet potatoes, let my mother-in-law cut a plate of bacon, and eat with wine."

There is a charcoal stove in the main room, and a large pot is burning on the stove. The water in the pot is boiling, and the white smoke surrounds the room, making it much warmer.

The man laughed so hard when he heard the little boy talk about "Yang Chun Bai Xue".

"Brother Dachun, you and Xue Xiongtai are so close, why not sworn brothers."

Xue waved her hand and said, "No, I'm nobody, how can I climb high."

Yang Dachun really wanted to make a brotherhood with brother Xue, seeing his refusal, he couldn't force it, so he said: "Don't be surprised, Brother Xian, I live in the mountains and fields after Xiahou, and they are all rude people, how can I just meet you?" Those who shout about sworn brothers will have to punish Fourteen to drink a glass of wine."

When Yang Shisi saw that Dachun made a rescue for him, he immediately said: "I was rude, accept the punishment, accept the punishment." Then he sneered and said: "Look at the clothes of Xueguan, he must be from a wealthy family of the gentry, obviously he looks down on us. Mountain villagers."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stalemate. A woman brought sweet potatoes and bacon, as well as a jug of wine, and retreated wisely.

"No." Xue explained: "Brother, I am serious. In fact, I didn't pass by this place by chance and wanted to stay for a few days. I made a special trip to Mount Wei to find members of the Xiahouyang clan, just because this is Heifu's hometown. "

Yang Dachun was surprised when he heard the words: "Heifu? Heifu is my elder brother."

Xue told that, in fact, he and Heifu were both soldiers of the Vanguard Battalion. Three months ago, the Qin and Zhao armies fought against Tiger Ridge. Hef's pension.The two had a very good friendship in the army. When the war was over, the soldiers of the Qianfeng Battalion went home to serve.Raising troops to go to the next battle, they need to rest for about half a year, and the soldiers return to their hometowns to rest and recuperate.After returning to his hometown for a few days, he thought about visiting Mount Wei, because Heifu often mentioned his hometown in the army, the seasons change and the scenery is beautiful, so he made this trip.

Da Chun said with emotion: "Brother Xuexian is my eldest brother's brother. Disrespectful. The consumption of the elder brother's death has been sent back last month. The centurion has sent the elder brother's pension. Dad is very sad. In the past few days, my complexion has gotten better."

"Brother Dachun, I have become brothers of different surnames with Heifu in the army, so it is not easy to be sworn brothers with Brother Dachun again."

When Yang Shisi heard this, he bowed and apologized: "It was too reckless just now, brother Xue should not be blamed."

While drinking, the three of them ate sweet potatoes, accompanied by bacon, and drank until midnight. A woman came to add firewood twice.

Xue talked about being in the military camp with Heifu. Dachun and Shisi were the third sons of the family, and two brothers joined the army.The things in the barracks and the battle ahead were all talked about by uncles and elders after they returned home after earning military service in the barracks. Occasionally, there were letters from my elder brother, the content was very brief, and I heard a lot of new things that night.

Da Chun blushed and said: "Brother Xuexian, you are my elder brother's old friend, so naturally you are also my elder brother, but you are two years younger than me, I should just keep calling you Brother Xian?"

Xue drank the wine, her face was also a little red: "Brother Chun, don't look outside, you call me brother, I call you brother, don't stick to these red tapes, I call you Chun brother, you call me Xue brother, if the fourteenth brother can afford it , it’s also good to call me Xuefu.”

Yang Shisi clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, Xuefu, I like you being so upright, don't call me brother Shisi, call me Shisi, everyone in our village calls me Shisi, I am What people hate the most is red tape, haha."

The three of them drank the wine, made a mat on the grain and grass on the ground, and went to sleep when they lay down. Yang Shishi had gone up the mountain to collect firewood before, and was already exhausted, and snored immediately after lying down.

Yang Dachun didn't feel sleepy. Facing his elder brother's old friend and hearing about his elder brother's situation in the army, his mood fluctuated.

Xue hurried on her way, her voice became smaller and smaller, and then she also fell asleep.

Before noon on the second day, Yang Shisi, an upright man, had already spread the contents of the drinking session last night to the whole village. It has the fate of "Yangchun Baixue" with Dachun.

Dachun was woken up by the noise outside the door, opened the door, and outside the door was full of clansmen, aunts, old women, and children surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, and everyone was very interested. The matter of the military camp, I also want to see the "Yangchun Baixue" with such an extraordinary temperament.

Da Chun shook him awake: "Brother Xue, everyone from our clan has come to see you."

Everyone gathered around and talked about Xuefu: "Xuefu, can you tell us the story of the military camp?"

Most of the middle-aged men in the village are away on expeditions, and the men who return home are all those who have received military merit or have no time to fight at home and wait for military orders. It is always good to learn more about the battle ahead through more channels.

Xuefu was urged by the crowd to talk about some things in the military camp, and the crowd was so moved that they were amazed that it was the first time they had heard many anecdotes.

Until the old man Yang came to call people, saying that Xuefu would stay in our village for a few days temporarily, the visitor was a guest, and if there was anything to talk about, it would last forever, but now that Xuefu was going to rest, everyone dispersed.

The old man Yang is Dachun's father. He heard Xiaotong's report yesterday, but Xuefu didn't reveal his identity. The old man thought it was an ordinary passerby, so he asked Dachun to receive him. If you have the feeling of fellow robes, you must come to take over in person.

The old man Yang sat in front of the donkey cart, Xuefu followed behind the donkey cart on a bay red horse, and Dachun led the bay red horse all the way to the ancestral house on the top of the mountain.

The people of the Xiahou Yang clan gathered and lived in Mount Wei, which was built along the valley and along the mountain. The traffic on the mountain remained the same, and most of the residents were uncles and elders. The roads in the valley and the mountainside were good, and most of the young people lived there.

The old man Yang lives in the ancestral house on the top of the mountain. The ancestral house has been built for more than [-] years. At that time, all the clan members lived in the ancestral house. As the number of people increased, the ancestral house became smaller. Young people left the ancestral house to open their own doors. Many houses have been built along the mountain, and now only the elders of Xiahou Yang's family live in the ancestral house.

Yang Bing has an obvious knife scar on his face, the scar runs from his forehead to the base of his ear, and his right eye socket is sunken. This is a scar left on the battlefield. When a boy came up the mountain, Yang Bing had to put on an eyepatch for fear of scaring him. When it comes to children, if there are no children going up the mountain, Yang Bing will not wear blindfolds. The clansmen are used to seeing this scar, so they are not afraid.

Xuefu is an old friend of Heifu, and his seniority is a generation lower than Yang Bing, but for the sake of etiquette, Uncle Bing still wears a blindfold so as not to frighten the guests.

Old Mrs. Yang prepared a banquet for Xue Fu, and Uncle Bing and Uncle Ding accompanied him to the banquet.

During the meeting, everyone talked about the current war. The people are suffering. Heifu’s wife died last year in a dystocia. She couldn’t keep her size. The old man didn’t tell Heifu the news. Husband too...

At this point, everyone was silent, Uncle Bing and Uncle Ding's sons were also in the barracks, and there was only one underage son left in the family, which was regarded as a Miao Miao for the family.I don't know if my son is safe in the barracks now.

When the old man talked about the emotional part, Da Chun kept comforting his father, telling him not to be too sad, and Uncle Bing and Uncle Ding also followed to comfort the old man.

Yang Bing kept serving wine and vegetables to Xuefu: "Xuefu, this pot of roe deer meat was hunted by Dachun on the mountain last month. It's dry and he can't bear to eat it. Xuefu can eat more." Uncle Bing's face was full of Smile, even if the mouth is split to the ear, with a knife scar and a black eye patch against it, there is no intimacy at all, just like a bandit smiling.

Uncle Yang Ding lost his left arm, which was also lost on the battlefield. With his empty sleeve hanging down, he kept filling the jug with his right hand to refill Xuefu.

Xuefu's kindness was hard to turn down, and he ate a lot of meat, wine and vegetables.

After the banquet was over, Uncle Bing and Uncle Ding took their leave.

The old man said apologetically: "Xuefu, Ah Bing looks fierce because he is disfigured. He is a good man. Although A Ding lacks his left hand, he is also a good farmer. Young people. We are all rough people, they are eager to think about children, and they were very excited just now, so don't mind it."

Xuefu bowed and said, "I don't mind, it's okay."

The old man asked the old woman to clean up the cups and bowls, held Xuefu's hand, and asked about the family situation in a very friendly manner.

"I don't know if Xuefu has a wife?"

When Dachun heard his father's first sentence and asked this, his heart jumped wildly for no reason. He felt that he must have drunk too much just now.

"I went to join the army three years ago, and my family arranged for a lifelong event." Xue Fu replied respectfully.

Da Chun felt that his heart was beating wildly to a certain stage, especially when he heard Brother Xue himself say that he had married a wife, his heartbeat stopped suddenly, and then his chest was blocked by his heart and liver. The pain was severe. He felt that he had caught a cold. It was because Tanbei caught a cold while sleeping on the straw mat in the Fourteen's house last night.

The old man smiled and asked Mimi: "Xuefu, what do you think of my little boy Dachun?"

Xue Fu turned his head and glanced at Da Chun.

Da Chun felt that his heart was beating wildly, he was really sick, he had to find a doctor to check his pulse.

"Brother Chun..." Xue Fu hesitated and said, "I think Brother Chun is pretty good."

The old man nodded when he got this answer, and asked again: "Is there any unmarried woman in Xuefu's family, or is there any unmarried woman in the clan?"

Da Chun secretly rolled his eyes and thought, Dad is here again, I am about to pass out.

Xuefu didn't answer the question, he had doubts in his heart, and it was really hard to answer.

The old man continued: "My son, Dachun, is very talented. This year, he is in his twenties. Both elder brothers are in the army, and they have earned some military merit for the family. I don't need to worry about it. What I can't let go of is Dachun's marriage."

After hearing this, Xue Fu was silent, and humbly asked for advice on what he didn't understand: "I don't know where Brother Chun's talents are?"

The old man glanced at his breathless son: "Da Chun is guarded by immortals, and he will surely live a long and healthy life."

Xuezi still didn't understand, so it's not good to ask again.

The old man said again: "Xuefu, my son wants to take over my mantle. According to the ancestral system, I am the head of the clan. In the future, Dachun will also be the head of the clan. A woman who marries him will be blessed in the future."

Xue Fu asked suspiciously: "Patriarch? Lord Shang Yan has reformed the gentry for decades, and now the gentry has already collapsed. How can the patriarch say anything?"

The old man's bragging was exposed, but he didn't change his face, and continued: "Ahem, I mean, according to the ancestral system, I am the patriarch. Although the ancestral system has been abolished, my Yang family has always followed the ancestral system as the patriarch. Respect."

Xuefu thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Heifu also said that his clan respects the ancestral system, and has always respected the etiquette of the Empress Xia from top to bottom. I visited yesterday, and I feel that the clan is very kind, and the etiquette is also very particular. , not like the rough people who have lived in the mountains for a long time."

Hearing this, the old man smiled and said, "Xuefu, Heifu must have told you that the ancestors of my Empress Xia Yang clan also made great achievements. My grandfather, Dachun's great-grandfather, was a great general. Only by living in a beautiful place can we have a prosperous village today."

Speaking of this period of history, the old man recited it fluently, and bluntly said that his ancestors were more uplifting than their descendants except for their outstanding military exploits. Although the honor of the gentry system was gone, they were still the famous and powerful Xiahou Yang clan.

When Dad talked, naturally he didn't have the place for his son to talk. Da Chun just sat on the side and listened quietly to Dad's family history, and couldn't get in a word.

The old man talked about a cup of tea, about all the glory of the family, then changed the conversation, and said: "Xuefu, my son Dachun is very filial, he is a loyal and filial person, as long as he marries a bride, he will treat his wife well." of."

Xuefu didn't answer this question, firstly he was thinking about whether there was an unmarried woman in the family, and secondly, it was really difficult to answer this question, it was better to accept it, or to refuse it, it was hard to decide.

Seeing Mr. Xuezi's pensive look, the old man continued to heat up: "If there are really no unmarried women, widows are also fine..."

Shav: "..."

Da Chun blushed, feeling very ashamed, and said, "Father, stop talking..."

The old man glared at Da Chun angrily, and cursed: "Shut up, you don't have a place to talk when I'm talking!"

Da Chun: "..."

Shav: "..."

The old man turned his head to look at Xue Fu again, and said with a smile: "Widows should never be married, it is best to be widowed..."

Shav: "..."

Dachun couldn't get in the conversation, and his heart was beating wildly again. When he saw Brother Xue looking at him suspiciously, he was so ashamed that he lowered his head. He was really ashamed to see Brother Xue.

Xuefu withdrew his eyes from looking at Dachun, and smiled reluctantly, saying that the family has no married women.

After receiving the disappointing look from the old man, and saying that he really can't do anything about it, he has fooled the topic.

The old man still didn't give up, let Xuefu continue to think about it, and then arranged for Dachun to take Xuefu to rest.

Da Chun blushed, and took Brother Xue out of the main room to the east wing room. As soon as he closed the door, Xue Fu let out a chuckle.

"Brother Xue, go ahead and laugh, I don't have the face to face people."

Since the two of them were called "Yangchun Baixue" by the little boy yesterday, there has been a vague tacit understanding. Last night, they drank and chatted late into the night, and they hit it off. The brother with a different surname arrived at the east wing at this time, and there was no one else around. Xue Fu couldn't help it anymore, so he burst out laughing.

It stands to reason that Dachun should feel ashamed to be laughed at by others. At this moment, he was ashamed when he saw Xue Fu's handsome smile, but he didn't feel ashamed. does not matter.

Xuefu saw Dachun's bottomless gaze, like a deep vortex, as if trying to pull him into it, and suddenly realized that it was dangerous, so he immediately stopped smiling.Xue Fu thought to himself, for some reason just now, seeing Brother Chun's eyes was really dangerous, it wasn't a threat to his life, but another kind of indescribable lurking threat to him.

Dachun saw Brother Xue put away his smile, and said awkwardly: "Brother Xue, there are no women in the nearby villages who are willing to marry me, and Dad is also in a hurry, so I asked you about this matter, and I wanted to give it to me from a distance. Say something dear."

Xuefu approached Dachun with a malicious look: "Why is no one willing to marry you? Brother Chun has something to hide? I know a peerless doctor. As long as Brother Chun does not shy away from medical treatment, any intractable disease can be cured."

Da Chun was so excited by this remark that his face turned red, he pointed at Xue Fu and couldn't understand what he said: "You, you, you, brother Xue, how could you say that about me..."

An old lady came in to make the bed with her quilt in her arms. Seeing Dachun like this, she asked the cause and effect, covered her mouth and laughed: "Mr. Xueguan, you don't know something, there is no hidden disease, our family Dachun has a fairy companion, it's just a fairy After a long time as a partner, I still want to be a part of the mortal world."

The old lady is an elder, so it is not easy to talk back with a big stick, because Xuefu is very curious about what a "fairy companion" is. The old lady pointed to the one hanging in front of the window: "Look there, this divine bird is the wife of our Dachun." .”

Xuefu looked complicated.

The old lady made the bed, and before she turned to leave, she said: "Dachun and his wife should take it easy tonight, Xuefu is a guest, so don't wait too long."

Faced with the old woman's teasing, Da Chun was silent and didn't say a word, until the old woman left, then looked at Xue Fu as if he was relieved.

Xuefu went to the window, studied it carefully, pointed to the divine bird and asked, "This mynah can talk?"

Dachun shook his head.

"Divine bird?"

nod!

"Your wife?"

Nod again!

"Yo, it really is a fairy companion!!"

Keep nodding!Why!No, the voice is wrong.

"Brother Xue, don't laugh at me. You are a full man who doesn't know how hungry a man is. How can you understand my troubles if you have a lovely wife and beautiful family members?"

Xuefu teased mynah casually, and said calmly: "I don't have a beautiful wife and beautiful family members."

Dachun definitely didn't believe it, he was so humble with a wife in his family.

Xue Fu's face turned cold: "Who said a wife must be beautiful, the wife I married has dark skin, big feet and is ugly."

"Hey, brother Xue don't need to comfort me."

While refilling tea, Dachun talked about his dark history. Back then, he also told about a child marriage. The other girl died of illness before she was ten years old. His father and mother recruited a girl from the neighboring village for him. The marriage had just been discussed. Well, the woman disappeared, and I don't know if the thief eloped with someone or something else. The parents of the other party said that their daughter was abducted, and spread rumors everywhere, saying that Dachun was a disaster.

A Niang was so angry that she couldn't afford it, and she passed away after half a year. Dachun became even more famous as a disaster star, and she couldn't talk about marriage from then on.

In order to get rid of the calamity name imposed on Dachun's head, Dad asked Dachun to marry a divine bird. It is said that this bird had accurately predicted the disaster and saved the tribe.

Xuefu was very curious as to what kind of catastrophe he had escaped.

Dachun looked around and revealed mysteriously: "The divine bird can predict avalanches, and the two avalanches screamed in advance, saving the lives of the people."

Xuefu stopped his fingers to tease the bird, and when he looked at the budgerigar again, he respected him: "Oh! It is indeed a divine bird!"

The old man decided to let his son marry the divine bird, just to tell outsiders that his son is not a disaster but a blessing.

Xuefu turned his eyes and asked again: "Since it is a divine bird, why don't you dedicate it to the King of Qin. The King will definitely give you fame and wealth if you get this treasure. Why worry about not having a wife?"

It was the first time I heard this question, and Dachun rubbed his head but couldn't answer it.

"Brother Chun, from my point of view, the divine bird is fake, but the eyes and ears of people are real."

Dachun thought for a while: "Before the two big avalanches came, it was my father who informed the tribe that the avalanche was about to cry out, and the avalanche really happened as soon as the villagers escaped. With so many people in my family, except Father, no one has heard the mournful cry of the divine bird."

Xue Fu covered his mouth and smiled: "I'm not the only one who sees through this tactic! Otherwise, how could your lord not dislike the widows? Hehehe."

Da Chun saw that he was smiling so joyously, so he reached out to fish for the itchy flesh under his armpits.

Unprepared, Xue Fu was attacked by surprise, and collapsed on the kang laughing.

After a few hilarious moments, the two of them suddenly stopped moving, as if they both realized something at the same time, they bounced away almost at the same time, keeping an arm's length away.

Da Chun blushed and his heart beat as if he had rushed up the mountain suddenly from the bottom of the mountain, as if he was about to die.

Xue Fu calmed down for a while, looked at the snow outside the window, and stopped talking.

The awkward atmosphere lasted for quite a while, Dachun asked in a low voice: "Brother Xue, tell me about your wife! I have told you about my marriage."

Xue Fu's eyes darkened, feeling that the topic was too disappointing: "When the army was sent out that year, the cheap Neiyin family was married by her parents. On the day she passed the door, I lifted her Xipa and saw that she was ugly and dark-skinned, so I turned around and rode She got on the war horse and left, and she has been there for three years. When she returned home last month, the Yin family was afraid of me and hid everywhere. It’s better to come to Xishan Mountain to enjoy the snow scenery!”

Dachun borrowed what the elders often said: "When you marry a wife, you should be virtuous, and your appearance is second!"

Xue Fu rolled his eyes at him: "If it were you, could you close your eyes and pretend to be a beauty by your side?"

Dachun imagined that if his wife was like this, he shuddered: "I'd better live the life of a fairy companion with the bird." After saying that, he laughed.

Xue Fu also laughed, with a somewhat smug look: "So it's up to my parents to decide whether to marry or not. I have the final say on whether or not to consummate the house."

"Yuan, consummate the house..." Dachun felt his heart beating faster again, and he couldn't speak fluently.

Seeing his appearance, Xue Fu approached him treacherously: "Could it be that Brother Chun is still a boy?"

Da Chun blushed even more, and hurriedly explained: "Brother Xue, stop talking nonsense."

Xue Fu looked clear: "I can't! Brother Chun still has a left hand and a right hand."

Dachun didn't understand, but he realized what it meant when he saw Brother Xue rolling on the kang with laughter, he was so ashamed that he couldn't speak.

It wasn't until Xue Fu got tired of laughing and sat down again that Da Chun leaned over and asked the question in his heart: "Brother Xue hasn't consummated the marriage with his wife, could it be that he is also a child?"

Xue Fu raised the corners of his lips and said seriously: "Even if you are my brother, I will not tell you."

Da Chun: "..."

The two talked a little more before going to the kang to rest together.

Dachun looked at the sleeping brother Xue beside him, the snowflakes were falling quietly outside the window, and the sleeping face beside him was so handsome, he could never forget it for a long time.

That night, Dachun had a spring dream. In the dream, the two hugged and rolled into the heavy snow, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness. The only color in the world was Xuedi's black eyes, which sucked him into the bottomless abyss!