Shen Man put the things on the bench next to her: "I'll put it here. If you don't like it, let others pick it up."
After saying that, he left quickly.
Sheng An Ning was a little puzzled. Did she think she would pick it up? She really didn't buy it. She turned around and left without even looking at the things on the bench.
Shen Man walked a long way, turned her head and looked back, and saw the gray cloth bag still lying alone on the bench, and Sheng An Ning had disappeared. Her face changed, but she bit her lower lip and turned back to get the bag of biscuits.
She knew it was wrong to covet a married man, but she couldn't control her emotions. The longer she couldn't see him, the more the inexplicable feelings grew in her heart.
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At the end of December, Beijing experienced another heavy snowfall. It had been a long time since we had seen such heavy snow.
It happened to be Sunday, and Sheng Anning brought her three friends to sit around the fire, roasting sweet potatoes and telling them stories. The three little guys had black mouths from eating, and they were very happy listening to their mother's stories.
Mu Xiaowan went out to see her master and at the same time went to find Zhou Luancheng.
Zhou Shixun also went out early in the morning. Sheng Anning didn't ask where he was going, thinking that he might have gone to work.
Zhou Hongyun sat by the stove, knitting sweaters while watching her three children and looking at the heavy snow outside the window: "I don't know when it will stop. It's still quite heavy this year. I heard that it snows even harder in the northwest, sometimes it can even block the door."
Sheng Anning didn't know either. She hadn't even waited for a heavy snowfall in the northwest, but she was still looking forward to it: "When the snow stops, I'll take them to the yard to make a snowman."
An An immediately clapped her hands happily: "Build a snowman, An An wants to go, and build two."
Sheng Anning smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll make two later."
Zhou Hongyun teased An An and asked Sheng An Ning, "Your aunt said she's moving in the next two days. It's probably too late to move with such heavy snow. We may have to wait until after New Year's Day. By the way, has your grandpa passed away?"
Sheng Anning shook her head: "No, I'm still in the sanatorium."
The old man likes quietness and would not go out when it is cold. He also did not allow Cheng Mingzhong and Sheng Anning to visit him, saying that he would come to see them when he has time.
Zhou Hongyun couldn't help but say, "Your grandfather has a really weird personality."
As the two were talking, they heard a bang in the yard, followed by Aurora's scream.
The sudden noise startled Sheng An Ning. Zhou Hongyun had already put down the sweater in his hand, stood up and walked out: "What is that?"
Sheng An Ning didn't follow them out. She still had to keep an eye on the three little ones to prevent them from fighting and falling onto the hot stove. However, she still listened to the noise outside curiously.
When Zhou Hongyun went out, her aunt had already gone out and was standing in the middle of the yard, looking at a sack without doing anything. The sack was still oozing blood, which had dyed the blood underneath red.
When the aunt saw Zhou Hongyun, she was a little timid: "Why is there still blood? It looks creepy."
Zhou Hongyun was also startled, but was afraid of scaring Sheng An Ning, so he bravely went over, untied the sack, and mustered up the courage to open it. It turned out to be a dead sheep that had not been skinned, and the blood on the wound on its neck had almost coagulated.
Aunt Zhang saw that Zhou Hongyun didn't scream, but looked at the things inside in surprise. She didn't think it was scary, so she also leaned over to take a look: "Why is it a sheep? Who threw it in?"
Zhou Hongyun didn't know, and Zhou Nanguang wasn't at home at the moment. She knew she had to go find Sheng Anning, and she didn't dare to move the sack. She also told Aunt Zhang: "Don't touch it. I don't know if it's poisonous. I'll go ask Anning."
After returning to the house and telling Sheng An Ning, Sheng An Ning was also very surprised: "A sheep? Died miserably?"
Zhou Hongyun shook his head: "It's not tragic, it's just a normal slaughter, except that the skin was not peeled off, it looks quite fat."
Sheng An Ning frowned: "Who threw it in? Don't move yet, wait until Shi Xun comes back, go wash your hands thoroughly, wash them several times with soap."
Zhou Hongyun agreed and quickly went to wash her hands. She knew that Sheng Anning was also afraid that there might be some poison on the sack.
Sheng An Ning asked Aunt Zhang to look at the children. She also went to take a look in the yard. She used a branch to pry open the mouth of the sack and looked at the sheep inside. There was blood mixed on the fur. It was indeed a normal slaughter and there was no special bloodiness.
Before lunch, Zhou Shixun came back. After listening to Sheng Anning, he dumped the sheep out of the sack, squatted down, and used a branch to pull the sheep's head. After carefully looking at the wound on the sheep's neck, his expression relaxed for a moment, and he even stood up with joy and called Zhou Hongyun: "Aunt, go and boil some water. I'll peel the sheep's skin, and we'll stew the mutton for lunch."
Sheng An Ning didn't notice Zhou Shixun's expression. When she heard that he was going to boil water to cook mutton, she was also shocked: "Are you sure you can eat it? What if it's poisonous?"
Zhou Shixun nodded: "It's definitely edible. It should be sent by someone I know, but it's not convenient for him to come in."
Sheng An Ning exclaimed: "Are they asking you for help? If so, would that count as bribery?"
Zhou Shixun didn't expect Sheng An Ning to think in this direction. He was stunned for a moment and echoed Sheng An Ning's words: "I will go to the company to ask. Since the sheep has been delivered, don't waste it. Just give him the money later."
Sheng An Ning thought about it and it made sense, but she felt something was wrong.
Zhou Shixun had already carried the sheep out and hung it neatly on a tree branch. He then took a dagger and started to skin the sheep.
The snow stopped at this moment, and three children dressed like clumsy little bears came out and gathered around to watch their father peel the sheepskin. Little foodie An An was very happy and clapped his hands, "Eat meat, eat a lot of meat."
I was so focused on eating meat that I didn’t even bother making a snowman.
When Zhou Nanguang came back, he was also surprised to see an extra sheep. After talking to Zhou Shixun in a low voice for a few words, he didn't say anything else.
It was not until dinner time when Sheng An Ning saw the three little guys chewing on the lamb chops that she realized, "Can you find out who sent it? Don't let anyone report you."
Zhou Nanguang smiled and said, "It won't be reported. Shixun just needs to hand over the money tomorrow. This mutton is pretty good. It should be from Zhangbei."
Sheng An Ning felt that all meat was delicious nowadays, and they were all raised organically.
It was not until the evening that Sheng An Ning realized that Zhou Shixun was in a very good mood. He tossed and turned until midnight and still hugged her tightly. Although he didn't say a word, she could feel that he was happy but didn't know how to express it.
She reached out and patted his shoulder: "What happened? Why are you so happy?"
Zhou Shixun didn't say anything, but just hugged Sheng An Ning tightly again.
Sheng An Ning had never seen Zhou Shixun so happy, but when asked, he refused to say anything. That was definitely something he couldn't say.
The next morning, Zhou Shixun rarely went to work early. He got up and swept the snow in the yard. He also built a big snowman for the children and put his former military cap on the snowman's head...
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