The male god of fast-wearing god-level female supporting role kneels down

Chapter 942 The General's Little Widow 33
Sheng Xia followed behind him.

Today was more usual and a bit colder. They went around the mountain.

They didn't find any prey, and there were already some snowflakes in the sky at this time.

"Let's go!"

Leng Qinghan carried the bow and arrow on his back, held the prey in one hand, and held Sheng Xia's hand in the other, and walked down the mountain.

"Look there, it's so beautiful!"

At this time, the two had already reached halfway up the mountain.

Looking outside through the gap between the trees here.

It happened to be visible, there was an endless lake outside, and there were some dead vines and old trees around.

Standing here and watching, her mood will be different.

The weather is not good, and the scenery here looks a bit hazy.

Leng Qinghan also watched for a while.

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain quickly. When we went out today, my mother said, go back and eat mutton."

The cold and narrow star eyes looked at Midsummer.

"Roast mutton, mutton soup!!"

In this cold season, there is nothing better than eating mutton.

"Let's go!"

Midsummer walked ahead.

"I'll show you the way!"

Leng Qinghan looked at her figure, she walked very fast, and he couldn't even catch up.

The two walked down the mountain, and Fang Mei asked the coachman to pick them up early.

"Uncle Zhao, did my mother ask you to wait here?"

When Sheng Xia got into the car, she poked her head out and asked.

"Yes, I have been waiting here for a while, your mother said, you must have gone down the mountain early to cover up."

Uncle Zhao was talking while driving the car.

His speed was a bit fast, and it was about to snow heavily, so he had to hurry back to the town.

"The mountain will be closed after heavy snow."

Uncle Zhao drove the carriage and chatted with Sheng Xia.

"It doesn't matter, the Chinese New Year is coming soon."

Midsummer's hand, put it in Leng Qinghan's hand, and it was immediately warmed up.

It's New Year's Eve.

For the first time, Midsummer was looking forward to the New Year so much.

Whether it's outside or in the interface of the novel, the first midsummer is so looking forward to the new year.

As long as I think about these now, there is an uncontrollable excitement in my heart.

I talked with Uncle Zhao all the way, basically about Chinese New Year.

At home, Sheng Xia got out of the car, and Leng Qinghan came down with the prey.

After giving Uncle Zhao the car money, Leng Qinghan also gave Uncle Zhao a pheasant.

"This is for your family to eat, uncle."

"This can't be done!"

Uncle Zhao waved his hands again and again, these things are expensive in this season.

"What the child gave you, you take it back and eat it!"

Fang Mei also went outside.

"Then I'll take it."

Even if he accepted it, Uncle Zhao was still a little embarrassed.

Sheng Xia and Leng Qinghan went in with their things.

Fang Mei exchanged pleasantries with Uncle Zhao outside.

"Your son-in-law is really good!"

Uncle Zhao praised Leng Qinghan, he got along with Leng Qinghan in just these two days, this young man is really good.

"That's for sure!"

Fang Mei laughed from ear to ear.

"It's going to snow heavily, I'm going back first!"

Uncle Zhao saw that the snowflakes had already covered the ground with a layer.

"You slow down!!"

Fang Mei waved at Uncle Zhao, and then went into the room.

She went straight to the backyard and saw Sheng Xia drinking ginger soup from a bowl.

"Mother, the ginger soup you made is delicious."

Sheng Xia drank the last sip and felt warm all over.

(End of this chapter)