For a long time, the room was silent.
Shen Yanjin's face in the cloak froze with a different expression, and his voice remained cold: "No need."
"Hey, hey, hey... I finally got here. You don't know how many times I took the wrong road and almost couldn't get here."
Obviously, Shen Yanjin's answer made Liu Qianfo want to scratch his head. He rushed in front of him, with a helpless expression on his evil face.
"Someone come."
“No, no…”
After that, Shen Yanjin called on the servants to blast out the things that Liu Qianfo brought, as well as him.
Standing in the snow so thick that it could bury a person's boots halfway, Liu Qianfo opened his mouth, turned around and left without saying anything.
I thought Liu Qianfo had really left.
But a few days later, when he saw his smiling face again, Xiao Xu felt like he was struck by lightning, and his heart was burnt to pieces.
The coming of the new year is the first ray of bright sunshine at dawn in the east and a new celebration.
The melodious sound of the drums, like spring thunder, passed through the tunnel of time and space, spreading across the country and resounding through the sky.
It heralds the auspicious beginning of another reincarnation, it brings joyful smiles to people, and it presents to people the dawn of dreams and hopes.
Tonight, the village is bustling with activity and bright lights. The tragedy of a few months ago seems to have been washed away by the arrival of the new year.
This is a new beginning for the villagers.
They have a yearning for life and expectations for the future.
…
At this time, in Shenjiazhuang.
Shen Yanjin, wearing a sky-blue crane cloak, sat on a reclining chair in the yard, with a sleepy little fat bird standing on his chest.
His eyes were half closed, and his long, slightly curved eyelashes cast dark shadows in his eye sockets. His straight, white hands were resting on the armrests of the chair, and his long hair was untied and spread out.
The falling snow fell on his cheeks and hair.
From a distance, he looked like an exquisite, motionless puppet.
“Chirp.”
The little fat cat on its chest was touched by a few flakes of falling snow, and it was so cold that it woke up from its drowsiness.
It circled around Shen Yanjin's chest, found a comfortable place and wanted to continue lying there.
But he was held down by a pair of cold fingers, and a cold voice came from above.
"Go back."
“Chirp.”
Xiao nodded his little head, and his soft feathers rubbed against the other person's crane cloak.
As soon as he sat up, Qiu Xiaoan ran in from the gate, holding something in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"Master, these are wontons made by the lady in the kitchen. I want you to try them."
Under normal circumstances, Qiu Xiaoan would not dare to be so rude, but tonight was a good day, and he had a big smile on his face, even though his face wrapped in cotton clothes was a little red from the cold.
Shen Yanjin's usually indifferent face also relaxed slightly. He nodded slightly, his eyes calm.
"Master, please enjoy your meal. I will come and clean up later."
Putting a pot of hot wontons on the stone table, Qiu Xiaoan bowed and left.
Leaving behind a cold-faced Shen Yanjin and a confused little fat bird.
“Chirp.”
Xiao Xu urged Shen Yanjin, signaling him to act quickly.
I couldn't help swallowing the saliva in my mouth.
I don’t know how the wontons here compare to the ones I had in my previous life.
Ana Shen moved slowly, her wide sleeves sliding, her radiant jade fingers picking up the jade bowl, lifting the pot, stirring a spoonful of wontons, and the hot aroma filled the air.
He filled two bowls, one half full and the other full.
Half of it is his, and the rest is the little fat girl's.
Don't be fooled by its small size, its stomach can hold a lot of food.
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