At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

Chapter 1 Dependence on each other
Song Dynasty, the fifth year of Qingyuan Dynasty, Lin'an Prefecture, Niujia Village.

Summer is gone and cold is coming, and the north wind is blowing across the earth.

Thousands of trees have withered, and hundreds of grasses have withered.

A sudden heavy snow covered the land south of the Yangtze River with a thick layer of silvery white, dotted with poplar flowers and pieces of goose feathers.

Even the Qiantang River, which used to flow endlessly to the east, was now dead silent.

There is no trace of human beings in the front and back of the village. Only the smoke rising from the houses and the occasional barking of dogs add a little bit of life to the village.

……

"Crunch."

A wooden window was slowly pushed open, and the cold wind rushed into the house, causing the dim candlelight to flicker here and there, almost extinguished.

The person pushing the window was a child, about five or six years old, wearing gray linen clothes and a blue scarf, with a rather delicate face.

Although his eyebrows looked childish, his eyes showed a depth that was incompatible with his age. He looked out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The cold wind blew louder and louder with cold malice, but the child stood in front of the window but remained indifferent.

After a while, he raised his slightly stiff hands to dust off the snowflakes and tightened his robe.

Following the child's eyes, what is vaguely visible are two neighboring houses a hundred feet away.

It was already dilapidated under the ravages of wind and snow, and the wooden door was ajar, showing the desolation.

In a daze, he seemed to be pouring out the misery of a few months ago.

"dong dong"

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Uncle, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Immediately afterwards, another soft and caring voice came. The voice was very soft, but it could not hide the charm.

Suddenly, under the cold wind, waves of attractive aroma overflowed.

Body scent! !
This is the instinct of the adult soul.

For a moment, the candle shadow swayed and the faint fragrance floated.

"I'm about to go to bed. My sister-in-law also has a rest early. It's cold, so remember to add some quilts."

Slightly suppressing his impetuous mood, the child responded softly.

Close the window, blow out the candles, and go to bed.

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The child's surname is Niu, a native of Niujia Village, his nickname is "Niu Dan'er", and his given name is Niu Dingtian.

"Niudan'er" was given to me by my deceased father. "Niu Dingtian" was changed by my sister-in-law after her father-in-law and husband passed away and discovered that "Niu Dan'er" was extremely intelligent. He also taught "Niu Dan'er" his enlightenment step by step, hoping that this brother-in-law would be able to pass the imperial examination in the future, win the title of Toad Palace, and become an extremely popular minister, upright and upright.

My sister-in-law's surname is Chen and her maiden name is Jin'er. She was originally from a scholarly family in Shandong.

When the Jin people were crossing south, their family fled south, all the way to Niujia Village. After their parents died of illness, they married Niu Zhuang, Niu Dingtian's honest brother.

Unexpectedly, the day before the wedding, Brother Zhuang was killed by a group of thieves on his way to Lin'an City with his father to buy goods, leaving only the uncle and sister-in-law to depend on each other to this day.

Outside the house, the cold wind was still howling, causing confusion.

Niu Dingtian lay in bed and couldn't fall asleep for a while.

I have been here in the Southern Song Dynasty for six years. When I first came here, apart from the memory of a lifetime, I only had a set of mysterious breathing methods that accompany pregnancy.

I originally wanted to grow up in a humble way and enjoy the joy of childhood first. After I became successful, I might be able to compete with Genghis Khan, the genius of that generation, to compare the length of the other.

I never thought that I would die in the middle of the wretchedness. Seeing Chen Jin'er struggling to maintain their livelihood after the death of his father and brother, Niu Dingtian decided:
Can't pretend anymore!

Perhaps due to the mysterious breathing method, although Niu Dingtian has not seen anything special since his birth, after his enlightenment, his spiritual sense, ears and eyes have become more and more sharp.

Ever since, after joining the private school in Hongmei Village next door, under the guidance of Bao Xiucai, his studies have made rapid progress, and he qualified for the Boy Examination in just one year.

Whenever he mentions his beloved disciple, Bao Xiucai is always overjoyed, and the haze of failed attempts in previous years has been swept away.

If the age difference hadn't been too big, I'm afraid even Bao Xiucai's beautiful daughter would have been promised to Niu Dingtian.

Who would have thought that God's will is unpredictable and fortune plays tricks on people.

When Niu Dingtian returned to the village from studying in college, Senior Sister Bao, the gentle and kind-hearted girl in the past, had already married Uncle Yang in the village.

When he learned from his sister-in-law that Uncle Yang's name was Tiexin, Senior Sister Bao's maiden name was Xiruo, and the turmoil in the village one night a month ago, Niu Dingtian's heart changed.
Chaos.

Legend of the Condor Heroes?
Xiwei Senior Sister?

What about Mr. Nephew Kang'er?

The wind stopped,
The snow has probably stopped.

The cold is getting deeper and deeper into my bones.

Lying on the bed, Niu Dingtian silently recited the breathing method, which gradually dispelled the chill in his body.

At this time, I couldn't help but worry about my sister-in-law Chen Jin'er who was separated by a wall. When I pictured in my mind a petite body curled up in a quilt and shivering, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of distress in my heart.

This dog-like winter!

Outside the window, the bright moon has risen into the sky, and the snow is as bright as the moon, reflecting each other, quiet and charming.

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　　There was no Xiaosanke in the Song Dynasty. The scholar here refers to the general term for scholars.
　　
　　
　
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