Princess of Nongmen

Chapter 2855 Happy Days
Qing Mo built a snowman with a shovel.Zhiyue threw handfuls of snow towards him, and shouted: "Let me also build a snowman, it must be taller than yours."

"That's right. Your snow hasn't been covered yet, it's as tall as a person." Qing Mo smiled and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, wiping away the ice crystals hanging from his eyelashes.

But he didn't care about the snow foam on his head and face, just covered it like that, as if he was really going to become a snowman.

Zhiyue laughed again, Qing Mo shoveled snow for the snowman, and Zhiyue threw a big handful of snow at Qing Mo, it was a joy to play.

"Are your hands cold? Are your gloves wet?" Qing Mo finally put down the shovel, came over and grabbed Zhiyue's wrist.

"It's not wet, my hands are hot and sweaty." Zhiyue said, she broke free from Qing Mo's hand, threw off both gloves, and saw that her small white hands were indeed steaming.

"Put it on quickly, it will be cold in a while." Qing Mo quickly picked up the gloves and put them back on for Zhiyue.He himself took off his gloves to grab a snow ball.

"Ah, you're going to throw me." Zhiyue screamed and ran to the side, she thought that the snow ball in Qing Mo's hand was a weapon to retaliate against her for throwing snow at him.

Qing Mo smiled and said nothing, just squatted down and continued to catch the snow ball, and then rolled the compacted snow ball on the ground, getting bigger and bigger, and finally rolled into a big snowball.

"Is this the head?" Zhiyue also saw Qing Mo's intentions, and shouted with a smile, "I'll find the eyes and nose." After finishing speaking, she ran into the kitchen.

Black beans, red beans, carrots, cabbage leaves, Zhiyue found several things to decorate the snowman.

The black beans were used as eyes, the carrots were of course the nose, and the red beans were used as a row of teeth, which were picked out because they didn’t look good.Cabbage leaves placed directly on top of the head, as a hat or more like hair?

Then the two of them stood looking at this strange, silly snowman, and laughed together again.

"Yeah, sweet potatoes. Roasted sweet potatoes." Zhiyue suddenly remembered that there were sweet potatoes roasting on the brazier, and ran into the room with a smile, and took out two sweet potatoes.

Zhiyue's cotton gloves are very thick, and she doesn't feel hot while holding the two sweet potatoes.While running back, he smiled and said, "Hurry up, eat here one by one, this big snowman will die of hunger."

Seeing that Zhiyue took out the sweet potatoes directly, Qing Mo also forgot about the gloves, and reached out to pick them up thinking they were not hot.

As a result, as soon as the sweet potato was placed in Qing Mo's palm, he grinned hotly. The sweet potato bounced twice in his palm and fell to the ground.

"This..." Qing Mo hesitated, looking at the flattened sweet potato on the ground, it was a pity.

"It's okay, don't waste it. Little Hui!" Zhiyue yelled, and the silver gray wolf revealed a big brain from behind the crack of the door.

"Come and eat. Don't be so lazy, it's so fun to go out and run in the snow." Zhiyue pointed to the roasted sweet potatoes on the ground, trying to call Xiao Hui out.

This silver gray wolf didn't know if it had changed from a bear in its previous life, and it actually stopped being a cat in the house after winter.

Now that it's snowing again, it just dozes off by the kitchen stove all day long, looking drowsy all day long, and it's about to hibernate.

However, Xiaohui, who is also more persistent in roasted sweet potatoes, finally ran out. The sweet potatoes on the snow were not hot anymore, so he ran back after eating two bites.

Zhiyue and Qing Mo had another good time watching the silver gray wolf that had slipped back into the house and almost caught its tail in the door.

"Half for each person, it's not so hot now." Zhiyue divided half of the sweet potatoes in her hand to Qing Mo, except that the sweet potatoes were a bit mushy when roasted, overall they were really good.

"Zhiyue." While eating sweet potatoes, Qing Mo turned his head and said, "It's the Chinese New Year."

"Well, I know." Zhiyue sucked her finger and said, "The fourth aunt next door said yesterday that their family wanted to kill a pig to make bacon, and asked me if I wanted some."

"Then we will celebrate the New Year here?" Qing Mo asked tentatively.

Zhiyue looked at Qing Mo, and said seriously: "Did my mother send a message?"

"No." Qing Mo nodded truthfully, and said, "Master didn't ask. Jin Lan only came once, and she only said that Master and Senior Martial Uncle are very good, and Junior Brother Su'er is also very good."

"Then I won't go back. Mother will miss me, but she won't worry about me. She trusts me very much." After Zhiyue finished speaking, she let out a long sigh of relief, turned her head to look at Qing Mo, and said, "It's over. Years, I'm fourteen."

"I'm 23." Qing Mo smiled and didn't continue.

If they don't go back, they will be preparing for the New Year. Zhiyue and Qing Mo decided to go to the nearby market to have a look, and learn from other people's houses to prepare some New Year's goods and buy some New Year's decorations.

When Zhiyue, Luo Jia, and Axiu were together, the three of them were not so meticulous, and Zhiyue was still young, so the taste of the year was not strong, but she knew that during the Chinese New Year, she would go to play with the children in the nearby village and put a Firecrackers or something.

After returning to Liu Ya's side, the Chinese New Year became a big event.Not only eating, drinking, and playing have reached a new level, but even relatives need to arrange time, and they are also very particular about what kind of ceremony they do.

Now Zhiyue and Qingmo are the only two left, and in such an ordinary small village, the ordinary and lively Chinese New Year atmosphere can be seen everywhere.

"There is a bus to the town tomorrow morning, we have to get up early." Qing Mo talked to Zhiyue while boiling hot water.

Zhiyue fetched water from the cauldron and brought it to her room.

She did all the work like bathing and pouring water by herself.Instead, Qing Mo would boil water when taking a bath, so she was used to it.

After returning with a bucket of water, Zhiyue said: "Then I'll fill the bucket in your room with water by the way. Turn off the fire in a while, and wash together. You can go to bed early after washing."

"Yes." Qing Mo agreed, adding another handful of firewood.Seeing the fire burning, Qing Mo let out a "puchi" laugh, and then his face turned a little red.

Zhiyue just turned around with the bucket in hand, when she heard Qing Mo laughing, she turned her head and saw that his face was blushing, only then did she realize how careless she was when she said just now.

"What are you laughing at? I'm beating you up." Zhiyue blushed, and ran away with the bucket in hand, spilling a little water and getting her shoes wet.

Two buckets of hot water, two buckets of cold water, Zhiyue also filled the bathtub in Qingmo's house with water.Going back to the kitchen and putting down the bucket, he said, "Okay, forget about the fire on this stove, wash while it's hot."

Qing Mo filled the cauldron with water again, lest the embers would burn the water dry, and then left the kitchen and walked into his room.

Qing Mo and Zhiyue lived in the two rooms on the left and right respectively. When Zhiyue walked to the door, she heard Qing Mo on the other side call softly: "Zhiyue?"

"Ah?" Zhiyue looked back at Qing Mo, not knowing what he was going to say.

The moonlight moved slightly, shining on the white snow on the roof, and shining on Qing Mo's smiling face.

(End of this chapter)