The man glanced around the teahouse and then strode in.
Sit down in an empty seat.
Seeing this, Jiang Nange immediately came forward with a teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for the man:
"Sir, please have some hot tea. Is there anything else you need?"
The man raised his head, his eyes cold and sharp.
He glanced at Jiang Nange calmly:
"Not for now, thank you."
Jiang Nange was startled by his look and nodded hurriedly: "Oh, okay."
Then he took the teapot and left.
The teahouse became lively again.
Everyone was talking, laughing and chatting.
Xin Guoguo came out from the kitchen carrying a bowl of steaming porridge.
Seeing a man in the teahouse, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
She placed the porridge on the table in front of Brother Xue and said with a smile:
"Brother Xue, I made some porridge. Please try it and see if it suits your taste."
Brother Xue shrugged his nose, his eyes gleaming:
"It smells good. Sister, this is your cooking skill."
As he spoke, Brother Xue gave a thumbs-up, picked up the bowl impatiently, and took a sip:
"Slurp! Delicious! Hey! I, Old Xue, am lucky today. I can finally have a good meal!"
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw his reaction.
Someone told Xing Guoguo about this:
"Big sister, don't be fooled by the fact that our Lao Xue runs a teahouse. In fact, he can't cook. He just makes a few bites every day."
Xing Guoguo smiled slightly.
She noticed this.
The only seasoning in the kitchen was salt.
The ingredients are also simple, and they come in big bags.
There is no shortage, it’s just very simple.
Brother Xue didn't feel embarrassed and joked to himself:
"Who would have known that my mother didn't give me the ability to cook? Oh, it's been three years now, and I didn't starve to death, all thanks to everyone's help."
Everyone laughed, but no one continued the conversation.
Then he talked about something else.
"Brother Xue likes it, and there's more in the pot. I cooked a lot, so when you finish, I'll serve more."
"Okay! Big brother won't be polite with you. Brother Jiang, you two should go eat quickly. It's a cold day."
Jiang Nan Ge's eyes were gentle: "Okay."
After saying that, he took Jiang Beichen to the backyard.
The teahouse in front was still very lively.
It makes the cold winter days seem a little warmer.
Jiang Nange, Xin Guoguo and the other two ate porridge, washed the dishes, and then washed up. It was already dark.
The people in the teahouse in front also went home one after another.
Only the man who came on horseback was still sitting there, looking outside the door, as if waiting for something.
Brother Xue walked over with the kettle, added some hot water to the teapot, and sat down opposite the man:
"Brother, are you waiting for someone?"
The man looked at him and nodded: "Yeah."
Brother Xue was curious: "Who are you waiting for? It's so cold, do you have a place to rest? Buddy, this place has to close."
Hearing this, the man suddenly stood up.
He walked out of the teahouse and said, "The person I'm waiting for has arrived. Thank you for taking me in."
A small ingot of silver was thrown steadily on the table.
Soon, the sound of horse hooves stepping on snow could be heard outside.
A figure flashed past the door.
Brother Xue chased after him and took a look, only to see the man's figure disappear at the end of the street. He couldn't help but mutter:
"Who is this person waiting for? I don't see anyone else."
However, he didn't delve into it any further.
He warmed his hands in his sleeves, entered the teahouse and closed the door.
Jiangnan Ge also came out at this time:
"Brother Xue, are we closing?"
"Hey! Brother, why haven't you slept yet?" Brother Xue was tidying up things on the table while talking to Jiang Nange without raising his head.
Jiang Nange swept the floor with a broom: "I can't sleep yet."
The two chatted casually and soon cleaned up the teahouse lobby.
"Brother Xue, we've boiled some hot water, so don't wash with cold water."
Seeing Brother Xue filled a basin of cold water and was about to pour it on his face, Jiang Nange quickly spoke up to stop him.
Brother Xue's eyes were filled with joy:
"Sure enough, I, Old Xue, am lucky."
After getting some hot water, Brother Xue washed up, said hello to Jiangnan Ge, and then walked back to the house leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Jiang Nan Ge also took his brother back to the room to rest.
At night, Jiang Nan Ge lay in bed and couldn't help but think of the man from the daytime.
He didn't know who the man was or why he came to this town.
But he had a vague feeling in his heart that they would be able to see that man again in the future.
The night gradually deepened.
The light reflected from the snow makes the whole world look bright, and even has a layer of dim halo, which looks hazy and beautiful.
When I woke up the next morning, the snow had stopped.
Xin Guoguo and Jiang Nange started to get busy.
Little Jiang Beichen also took a broom and swept the snow with great effort.
He was small and had little strength, and it took him a long time to sweep a small area, and he was so tired that he was gasping for breath.
Xin Guoguo and Jiang Nange watched and were very amused.
When Brother Xue woke up, the snow in the yard had been cleared.
Jiang Nan Ge also took his younger brother to build two snowmen with the snow they had saved.
"Hey! You guys are up so early!"
Brother Xue scratched his messy hair, walked up to the two snowmen, and looked at them again and again.
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