Chapter 257 Snow Sweeping
Originally Wan Xingmo had no intention of serving the court anymore, but now he heard that the new emperor was not on the side of the crown prince, and it seemed that the fourth prince had ascended the throne.
The Fourth Prince had always been Wan Xingmo's favorite successor, but unfortunately his entire family was exiled before he could see the Fourth Prince ascend the throne. Fortunately, God did not destroy Da Qi, and allowed the Fourth Prince, a man of both talent and virtue, to ascend the throne.
Wan Xingmo's thoughts were still a little confused. He knew that after returning to Beijing this time, he might never be able to return to the border again, but he still had very important things to do, and he couldn't help but look at Xiao Fubao.
At this time, Xiao Fubao and Xiaolan were playing with a small wooden horse, which was carved for Xiao Fubao by Wan Laosan and looked very lifelike.
"Mo'er, I'll ask your aunt to get you some food. After you eat, take a rest. It's so cold, everyone is hibernating, and I guess business won't be good. Can you stay at home and spend more time with grandma these days?" Old Mrs. Wan was reluctant to let Wan Xingmo leave. After all, it was Wan Xingmo who had protected their family all the way.
Whether in the heart of Old Lady Wan or in the hearts of the Wan family, Wan Xing Mo Dou has become everyone's psychological support. As long as Wan Xing Mo is there, no matter if he is at home or not, as long as he is still at the border, the Wan family will have a sense of psychological security. Now even Wan Xing Mo is leaving, and Old Lady Wan feels a little complicated.
"Thank you, grandma. Don't worry. I'll stay at home with you these days. It's not a good time to travel on a snowy day. I'm not in a hurry."
The smile on Old Lady Wan's face finally became a little more relaxed.
After Wan Xingmo had dinner, he talked with Old Lady Wan and others for a while, then went to Boss Wan's room to sleep. Now that Boss Wan had separated from the family, Boss Wan's room no longer existed and had become a guest room.
Wan Xingmo was lying on the warm kang, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He had been training the team these days and hadn't slept for two days and one night. But at this moment he had no sleep at all. Thinking of leaving the border, he felt a little reluctant. He felt the family love from the Wan family, which was different from the love from his parents. It made him feel very comfortable and touched.
What Wan Xingmo is most worried about now is that after he leaves, if someone comes to cause trouble for Old Lady Wan's family, he will not be able to protect them. So before leaving, he has to make good arrangements. This may be the last thing he can do for the Wan family.
Wan Xingmo woke up early the next morning. Old Mrs. Wan was old and less sleepy, so she woke up early as well. It was just too cold outside, so she sat on the kang with her clothes on, looking at the sky outside with her eyes open, which was illuminated by the white snow.
Old Mrs. Wan was reminiscing about her life in Yangliu Village and was thinking about going back. At this time, she heard some noise coming from the yard, as if someone was shoveling snow. Old Mrs. Wan thought it was Old Man Wan who had gotten up to work, so she didn't pay much attention. She fumbled to put on her clothes and got off the kang.
"Mo'er? Why are you here? Why don't you sleep a little longer? Stop working, it's cold outside. Come into the house quickly, and let your second uncle sweep the yard later. Don't get involved." As soon as Grandma Wan opened the door, she saw Wan Xingmo shoveling snow and quickly stopped him.
Wan Xingmo had just shoveled a few times when he was discovered by Grandma Wan. He looked up at Grandma Wan and smiled, "Grandma, I can't sleep. I'm used to getting up early, and I'm not cold. I get up early every morning to practice swordplay, so today I'll treat it as practicing kung fu. You should go in and have a rest. It's cold outside. I'll go up to the roof and shovel all the snow off our two houses. Although our two houses are new, they can't stand the snow falling one after another."
Old Lady Wan felt that what Wan Xingmo said was right, but she felt sorry for the child from the bottom of her heart. He went to the battlefield at such a young age and risked his life to defend the people of Da Qi, but was still exiled by the tyrant and suffered a lot. Now there is no one left in the court, and another imperial decree came down, asking the child to return to the battlefield to fight for his life. Old Lady Wan was resentful of the court, but how could she, a rural old lady, dare to say anything?
"You can't do it alone, so I'll ask your second uncle to help you. This requires a ladder, and there was ice last night, so the roof must be very slippery. You have to be careful."
As soon as Mrs. Wan finished speaking, she heard the door of the next room open and Mr. Wan walked out.
"Hey, Mo'er, you're up so early? I said I heard someone sweeping the snow in the yard, and it turned out to be you. Your aunt said I heard it wrong." Wan Laoer walked into the yard with a smile and took the shovel from Wan Xingmo.
"Alright, leave this to me. Go and have a rest. You finally came back. Have a good talk with your grandma. Your aunt will prepare breakfast later. Let's have a hot breakfast together."
"Uncle Wan Er, I'll leave the yard to you. I'll clean the snow off the roof."
Wan Xingmo took a look at the tools in the yard, picked up a broom, and before Grandma Wan and Second Wan could speak, he had already jumped into the air. By the time Grandma Wan and Second Wan could react, Wan Xingmo was already standing on the roof, swinging the broom in his hand so tightly that large chunks of snow fell from the roof, and soon the snow on the roof of the main room was cleared.
Old Mrs. Wan and Old Second Wan were stunned. Even though they had seen Wan Xingmo's skills many times, they were always amazed every time. However, Old Mrs. Wan was still worried, afraid that Wan Xingmo would fall off the roof. For ordinary people, going up to the roof would be very cautious and difficult, but Wan Xingmo seemed to be walking on flat ground. In less than a quarter of an hour, all the snow on the roofs of the Wan family's houses was swept away, revealing the dark brown thatch inside.
Wan Xingmo flew to the roof of his own house next door and started clearing the snow. He accidentally saw a small figure in the yard. It was Ergouzi who was clearing the snow.
Ergouzi, like his sister Xiaolan, looks two years younger than his peers and is very thin due to long-term malnutrition.
At this time, Ergouzi was bending over and clearing the snow with great effort. He was still wearing his old clothes from yesterday. Because clearing the snow took a lot of effort and he would definitely sweat, Ergouzi was reluctant to part with the clothes that Wan Ersao gave him, so he planned to wear them after finishing his work so that they would not get dirty.
Ergouzi also saw Wan Xingmo on the roof at this time. He was startled and ran back with a scream. However, he soon realized that it seemed to be the big brother who came yesterday, the little general, the idol that Wan Quan often talked about. It turned out that the little general was so powerful that he could fly over eaves and walls. Ergouzi was no longer afraid. He walked out with excitement and admiration in his eyes, looking at Wan Xingmo on the roof with envy as he made the snow fall with his hands.
Er Gouzi looked at Wan Xingmo as if he were a god, and a surge of blood rose from the bottom of his heart. No wonder Wan Quan always said how powerful General Wan was and how invincible he was. He didn't believe it at first, but now he did. He felt that what Wan Quan said was not exaggerated enough.
The weak always admire the strong, let alone someone like Ergouzi who has lived in the mud since childhood. The appearance of Wan Xingmo is like injecting a ray of light into his life, giving him a direction to move forward.
Ergouzi knelt down in front of Wan Xingmo in a daze. His thin body knelt in the snow, looking so frail and helpless. After Wan Xingmo finished sweeping the snow on the roof, he saw a figure kneeling in the yard. He thought something had happened to Ergouzi, so he quickly flew down and landed directly in front of Ergouzi.
Er Gouzi looked up and just happened to see Wan Xingmo's movement as he flew down. In his little mind, Wan Xingmo's figure and the scene of a god descending from heaven completely overlapped. He couldn't even tell for a moment whether the person standing in front of him was a man or a god?
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