Chaimen hears the barking of dogs

On the second day after the Lantern Festival, Xile Mountain ushered in the second snow this winter.

Snow is not common within the area of ​​Mount Xile, even if it snows, it is the same as in early winter, a thin layer of snow means it has already fallen.

This second snowfall, which could be called spring snow, was surprisingly heavy.When Ren Feng got up in the morning and just opened the door, a gust of cool wind came and he could hear the rustling of snow at the same time.The snow outside the door was already as thick as a palm.Ren Feng breathed out towards his hands, then squatted down, and poked the snow layer with his fingers.

Ren Feng poked a hole in the soft snow layer.Ren Feng was very amused, so he poked it again, maybe he didn't feel anything at first, but gradually the cool feeling came up, so Ren Feng had to withdraw his hand.

In Ren Feng's hometown, there is no snow in the same mountain. It is very dry, there are whole patches of yellow land, and even the vegetation in the mountains is not lush.Later, the climate in the city where I studied and worked was very warm, and it seldom snowed. Even occasionally, there was a light rain, and I could only see sparse snowflakes in the sky, but I didn’t see him falling on the ground, because before it landed, it had already fallen on the ground. melted.

Ren Fengfu stood up again, and the Naxile Mountain on the side was already a vast expanse of white, and the fluffy snowflakes fluttered densely, and there was a sense of eloquence even without wind, covering most people's sight.

"Not cold?" Chunyu, who was standing behind Ren Feng at some point, reached out and pulled Ren Feng into the room.

Only then did Ren Feng, who was only interested in playing with the snow, realize that his body and head were covered with snowflakes, some of which had melted and left puddles of water on his clothes, and some of which had not melted were lightly sticking to his hair.

"The weather will always be warmer when it snows, and it will be cold after the snow stops." Ren Feng still looked out of the window, not even paying attention to Chunyu's arm clamped around his neck.

The so-called cold before the frost and cold after the snow, the allegory left by the older generation has a clear explanation in later physics books.

Chunyu didn't answer the words, but also looked at the snow outside the house, its pure white color.It is indeed beautiful. He has been busy with government affairs all day long in Kyoto, and he has no leisure to appreciate such a scenery. Even not long ago, he still despised those literati and poets, admiring lotuses and snow to recite poems, which is arty and meaningless thing.

"When the snow stops, let's go out and build a snowman!" Ren Feng said, completely in a child's pocket, his eyes staring at the thick snow layer for a moment.

Building snowmen and snowball fights, he only watched them on TV later.

Chunyu has gotten used to Ren Feng's sudden new term, after all, the term "snowman" is very vivid.Even if he doesn't know what it means.

But here, beside the young man, he actually learned some things, such as a lot of things, done, but it doesn't necessarily need a good meaning to explain.

Not being meaningful is not the same as wasting time.

Ren Feng wrapped oil paper on his feet before walking out of the house with rice.

Chunyu stood in the house and watched him tie the oil paper, thinking that he was still a dog at that time, and Ren Feng would tie oil paper on its four paws every time it rained.

Now thinking of those surprisingly clumsy limbs tied with oil paper, I really feel a little unbearable to look back on.

Ren Feng stood at the door, looking at the snow, he already had the urge to step on it.He wondered what that felt like.

"Puff." The sound he made when he stepped in, it felt like stepping on a fluffy sponge. When you stepped on it, it was compressed by you on the sole of your foot, as if when you let go of your foot, it still Can be restored to normal.

Ren Fengle, the smile that curled up at the corner of his mouth never went down.Just like a toddler, he walked forward step by step very cautiously.

The snow had not been falling for a long time, and it stopped in the afternoon of this day.

Seeing the snowflakes getting smaller and smaller, Ren Feng had already tinkered with two pairs of simple gloves.

"This is for you." He gave Chunyu a pair of relatively large gloves, and he put on the small pair, "I don't know if it's suitable for you." The big black eyes kept looking at the thick snow outside the house.

Chunyu has no expression on her face, but her heart is full of pampering. It is rare to see such a childish boy.He put the glove on his hand.

Ren Feng watched Chunyu put on the gloves, "It's okay, as long as it can be a little waterproof." His fingers were directly immersed in the snow water, and he might get frostbite by then.

Chunyu looked at the so-called gloves in her hand, in fact, they just stuffed some torn cotton wool in front of the two pieces of cloth for padding, and a layer of oil paper was placed inside the gloves, which was actually very uncomfortable.The texture of the oil paper is hard and airtight, so if it is in the hands like this, a layer of water will soon come out.He looked at what Ren Feng was wearing again, and he had more considerations in his mind. He remembered that the blue fox fur he got last year was still being pressed in the warehouse. If it were to make a muff, the young man would wear it to keep warm and look good.

"Let's go!" Ren Feng said, his tone was a bit aggressive.What he was waiting for was this moment, and the snow had completely stopped.

The so-called snowman is to make snow into human beings, or something else... This is the conclusion Chun Yu came to after watching Ren Feng busy back and forth.Not understanding the joy of piling up the icy snow with his hands, Chunyu stood aside with his hands behind his back, just looking at the young man with flushed cheeks.

"Chunyu, help me with that firewood." Ren Feng was patting the two tired snowballs with his hands.

Chunyu walked to the earth wall and picked up a firewood to go to Ren Feng.

This so-called snowman has no human form at all, no hands or feet, just two original snowballs stacked together, even if it must be leaned against a person, it is still a person with no charm at all.

Ren Feng took the firewood from Chunyu's hand and stuck it on Snowman's body.The corner of Chunyu's mouth twitched as she looked at it. It should be...a hand.

Ren Feng patted his hands with wet gloves, looked at the snowman for a long time, picked up a stone from the ground and pressed it on the snowman's face.

It's a pity that there are no carrots. Carrots are used as mouths on TV.Ren Feng muttered secretly in his heart.Then he raised his eyes and saw Chunyu who was standing aside with a dull expression, and the corner of Ren Feng's mouth slowly curled into a smirk.He bent down, as if to pick up something on the ground.

Chunyu naturally didn't pay attention, so when he raised his hand, a loosely squeezed snowball hit Chunyu's face.

That icy cold touch can hardly make Chunyu stunned.

Chunyu wiped the snow off his face with his hand, and looked at Ren Feng who had already run ten steps away with a smirk on his face in surprise.

Even the sporadic anger in his heart was melted by that cat-like expression that seemed to be stealing.

"Let's have a snowball fight, Chunyu." Ren Feng squatted down together as he said so, and when he got up, he was already holding two snowballs in his hands.

On the side of Chunyu's head, she avoided the whistling snowball.The first one got hit just because he was completely defenseless.

"Huh?" The boy immediately let out a sound that sounded like disappointment, and then another snowball hit again.

After so many strokes, Chunyu generally understands that this is a game.A game of hitting people with snowballs.

If it was said that in the past, he might be so angry when he was hit by a snowball.But looking at the smile on the young man's face now, it seems that the snowball wiped the corner of his clothes.

He seldom picks up snowballs, but he hits them almost every time. If the young man is hit, he will scream like a frightened little animal, and then pat the snow on his face angrily, but soon laugh again .

This game is not as boring as expected.Chunyu said in his heart, a snowball whizzed by his ear again, he raised his hand in return, and then he heard the young man yell, 'Ah'.

In the woods beside them, the two of them squatted on the snow-covered branches.Fortunately, even if it snows, the forest is still dark because of the numerous numbers. Otherwise, with the two of them in dark attire in the snow-capped world, there is nowhere to hide.

"I didn't expect the prince to have such a childlike innocence." Si looked at the two people chasing in the distance with a straw in the corner of his mouth, and said, "The shadow guards in the capital will never be able to see such a scene."

Ba pursed his lips, without saying a word, watching the lord and the young man playing wildly, is this really their lord?Prince Qirui of the Great Xia Dynasty?She couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

Ren Feng exhaled white air from his mouth, and he waved his hand at Chunyu, signaling that he couldn't run anymore.He still had a smile on his face, a little reckless, and sat down on the ground where the snow water was trampled by the two of them to melt.

Chunyu frowned slightly, walked up to him, and pulled him up as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Ren Feng just smiled, his eyes were crooked, "Let me sit for a while, my feet are sore." Ren Feng muttered.

"The ground is dirty and will get wet." Chunyu said, holding Ren Feng tightly to prevent him from shrinking down, "Let's go into the house to rest."

Ren Feng raised his head, his lips seemed to be slightly curled up, "I can't walk anymore." He looked like a child.

Chunyu looked at him, and was taken aback for a moment. The young man's face was rosy from running, and his face seemed to be steaming due to sweating. really...

Chunyu opened her eyes sideways, and turned her hands to the boy's armpits, "I'll carry you back."

Ren Feng twisted, "No, hug like a child like this."

Chunyu wanted to say that he is a child at all now, but it is rare for a young man to be so childish in front of him, so he swallowed those words in his throat.

"You carry me, Ranger. At that time, I can't walk, and he will carry me." Ren Feng said lightly, the smile on his face faded a little.

Chunyu looked down at Ren Feng with deep eyes, ignoring the boy's words, and hugged the boy upright like a child.

Because of the sudden movement, Ren Feng was startled, and when Chunyu turned his hands to support his back, he reflexively wrapped his arms around Chunyu's neck.

All the hot air from his mouth sprayed on the side of Chunyu's neck.

"He carries you, I hug you." Chunyu said so and walked into the house with Ren Feng in his arms.The boy is very young, just as he thought at the beginning.In this way, the whole person does not feel tired when holding it.

Ren Feng seemed to be really tired, so he followed Chun Yu to hug him, and only kowtowed his head on Chun Yu's shoulder, following Chun Yu's footsteps, swaying back and forth.

"It's snowing, the dog is happy. My father told me that at that time, he said that the dog is very happy when the falling snow is rice." Ren Feng said lightly, "If Xiao Huang is in Well, that guy might be different from other dogs. My father said before that dogs like to run out in the rain and get covered in mud, but Xiao Huang likes to be clean. Wear shoe covers." Ren Feng's voice was very soft, as if the whole person was stuck in memory.

"Do you think about it?" Chunyu asked, if he was careful enough, he would find that his body was completely tense when the boy talked about Xiao Huang.

Ren Feng rested his chin on Chunyu's shoulder, and shook, "I don't want to, I can't think about it."

"Why?" Chunyu turned his head slightly, only to realize such a movement, his lips were almost attached to the boy's ear, and he was immediately startled by his hot breathing, and turned his head away.

"What's the use of thinking about it? Xiao Huang is dead, and thinking about it just makes him sadder." Ren Feng said so, then closed his eyes, and after playing all afternoon, he was really tired.