"I was afraid you would worry, so I tried to make you laugh." Zhong Mingwei smiled and drank the tea. His throat immediately felt better.
"Do you think I won't worry about you?" Ah Chou's face darkened again, and he scolded him angrily, "What did I say yesterday? I told you to put on some clothes. You refused to listen, and now look at what you look like. It's New Year's Day, and you're trying to make me unhappy..."
"Yes, yes, madam, you are right. I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me this time." Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he bowed and begged for mercy.
"Hmph, stop imitating those scholarly behaviors. They are so shabby." Ah Chou rolled his eyes at him and urged him to lie down, "Cover yourself tightly. Put your arms in too."
"Got it." Even though Zhong Mingwei was sweating all over, he still put his arms back into the quilt obediently. He watched their little girl cook porridge obediently, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously again.
When Ah Chou finished cooking the porridge, Zhong Mingwei fell asleep again. Ah Chou saw him sleeping soundly. He was reluctant to wake him up. Seeing his sweaty forehead, he reached for a towel to wipe his face. He wiped his neck and felt that the man's body was not so hot anymore. Ah Chou breathed a sigh of relief.
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The fifth day of the first lunar month in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
Xiao An was a good sleeper. She felt refreshed when she woke up early. She stayed in the quilt for a long time before slowly poking her head out from under the quilt. When she saw the tent above her, Xiao An was startled. Then she suddenly remembered that she had spent the previous night outdoors. Then she remembered that she seemed to have agreed with Pang Yi to take turns to keep watch at midnight. However, it was already bright outside, which showed that Pang Yi had let himself sleep until dawn.
Xiao An felt extremely embarrassed at once, and she stretched out her hand to open a corner of the tent door, and saw that the bonfire in front of the tent was still burning brightly. With another glance, Xiao An saw Pang Yi sitting on a branch in the spotless snow field, with his eyes closed and a knife in his arms. It must have snowed last night, as a thin layer of snow fell on Pang Yi's body, and he was pure white from head to toe, like a snowman.
The more Xiao An looked at it, the more guilty she felt. She had slept comfortably in the tent all night, but others were left outside getting wet in the snow. Xiao An was busy tidying up her messy hair and didn't even bother to do her makeup. She hurriedly rushed out of the tent. Just as she was about to put on her shoes, she noticed that the shoes that had been placed in front of the tent were gone. Xiao An was wondering when she saw her pair of embroidered shoes placed in front of Pang Yi, by the campfire in front of her.
It should be Pang Yi who took it over. Xiao An was stunned, then looked at Pang Yi again. Pang Yi still maintained the same posture, motionless. Xiao An looked down at her feet, gritted her teeth, and then walked out of the tent barefoot.
"Hiss!" As soon as the soles of her feet touched the snow, Xiao An gasped in shock from the cold. She stomped her feet on the snow, then hopped towards the campfire like a little rabbit.
Pang Yi had a severe headache. Even a strong man like him could not stand the ice and snow in Ningguta, not to mention it was snowing in the second half of the night. Pang Yi could have hidden in the carriage, but he insisted on staying in the snow. Firstly, he was afraid that the wind would change and the campfire would burn the tent. Secondly, he was afraid that wild beasts would approach at night and hurt Xiao An. When it was dawn, Pang Yi closed his eyes to rest. At this time, he heard some noise and opened his eyes. But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of red feet that were frozen.
He was startled, thinking that he was sleepy. He blinked and saw the pair of small feet hopping towards him.
“Hiss!”
The distance from the tent to Pang Yi was less than ten feet, but Xiao An was so cold that her whole body was shivering. Her originally white, tender and delicate feet were now frozen like two carrots. After finally reaching Pang Yi, Xiao An was about to squat down to put on her shoes when she met Pang Yi's gaze.
"Are you awake?" Xiao An pursed her lips towards Pang Yi and was about to thank him. Then she stamped her feet again, shivering as she stamped her feet. "It's so cold! It's really freezing!"
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