The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 2019 I'm going to freeze into an iceman

As for He Xin'er, she's just a little girl, so I don't believe she can't be handled. That idiot He Jiajie can't watch over her every day, there must be a chance.

With such thick snow, they will not be able to hurry on their way for a while. They have plenty of time.

Amidst the deliberate joking and joking between Mrs. Han and Mrs. Dong, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and the family banquet didn't end until [-]:[-] pm.

A group of female relatives surrounded the old lady and returned to Songhe Hall before leaving.

The winter days are long and the days are short, and it is not yet Haishi, but it is late at night, the sky is gloomy, the stars and the moon are dark, looking up, the dark night is as thick as ink.

Everyone came out along the verandah, and there was a row of brand-new glazed palace lanterns under the corridor, which were exquisite and luxurious, and the bright red light reflected the whole courtyard, which was auspicious and festive.

Old Han and old Dong led their granddaughter out of the yard, and couldn't help but look back, feeling sour in their hearts.

Hmph, the old Zhou family lived alone in a yard bigger than theirs, and they were resplendent and resplendent, so they were not afraid of ruining their luck.

A gust of wind blew by, as if cut by a knife, it was so cold that people shivered.

"Grandma, let's go, I'm going to freeze into an iceman."

He Yuru was so cold that she wanted to jump, feeling that her feet were not her own, they turned into ice cubes.

After being yelled at by her granddaughter, the old Han finally came back to her senses, only to realize that the others had already gone far away, and the gate of Songheyuan was closed, and only the four of them were still standing in the wind.

"go!"

Old Han secretly gritted his teeth.

The little maids in the guest house will not wait on them personally, even if it is late, no one will come to greet them, thanks to the lights in the courtyard, they will not walk in the dark.

He Yuru and He Xiuxiu supported their own grandmothers, and walked forward against the biting cold wind. Suddenly, snowflakes floated up, like pulling cotton wool, and the snowflakes fell heavily. Stimulated people can't keep their eyes open.

"God damn it..."

"Snapped!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

As soon as He Yuru opened her mouth to yell and curse, Old Man Han slapped her on the head unceremoniously. The pain caused tears to fall on her face, and when the wind blew it, it froze. At the same time, it was so cold that my face was going numb.

He Yuru cursed the old godmother bitterly in his heart, then took out an old handkerchief and wiped it carelessly, then remained silent.

It was the old Dong who said, "With such heavy snow, the road will be even more difficult to walk."

He Xiuxiu's eyes flickered, and she pursed her lips into a snicker.

Even after He Yuru realized it, she was not afraid of the cold wind pouring into her stomach, and grinned.

Cotton-like snowflakes are flying all over the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth. The lights on both sides of the road are dim, and you can barely see the road under your feet, and you can't see anything clearly at a little further away.

After a while, the snow on the ground was several inches thick.

The huge house and the small roads extending in all directions are all covered in white.

So, Lao Han and his party lost their way.

In this freezing season, the outside was dripping with ice, and it was late at night, no matter if it was the master or the servants, they all got into the warm bed and rested early.

Even if he didn't sleep, he wouldn't go outside to blow the cold wind.Those women who are on duty in the back house will also hide in the house at this time.

Therefore, four people, young and old, wandered around without meeting anyone.

He Yuru was about to cry from the cold, and the old Han family was not much better, and he felt that there was no warmth in his body.

After wandering around for half an hour, they returned to the guest courtyard. No one was waiting to serve them. The two little maids had already left their duty, so it was impossible to ask someone to send some hot water to soak their feet.

Instead, keep the lights on for them so that they don't enter the house in the dark.

Pushing open the mahogany door carved with exquisite rich and noble peony patterns, the room felt warm, and several people felt alive again.

He Yuru and He Xiuxiu got on the kang screaming, leaving the two old ladies aside.

The old Han and Dong, who had already been frozen, also threw away their shoes and dragged their stiff legs onto the kang, regardless of their anger.

(End of this chapter)