Seeing Tang Chen being serious for once, Wang Yanzhou slapped her in the middle of the face again: "Why, are you still afraid of this?"
Tang Chen moved Wang Yanzhou's hand away in disgust and quickly made a face at him: "Lululu, let's not talk about this anymore, let's have a snowball fight!"
As soon as the words fell, no one knew when Tang Chen had made the snowball. Before Wang Yanzhou could react, he pulled open the clothes of the human world and stuffed them in. His movements were smooth and seamless, as if he had planned it all in advance.
Shocked by the sudden coldness, Wang Yanzhou jumped in fear. Then, a black aura spread from around him: "...Tang, Chen!"
"What can I do for you, my king?"
Tang Chen was like a little fool, not afraid at all. Seeing Wang Yanzhou's dark face, he actually laughed and threw another snowball at him. As luck would have it, it hit him right between the eyebrows. Thus, a big battle began.
Under Wang Yanzhou's relentless pursuit, Tang Chen gradually lost the battle, and in the end, it became a one-sided massacre by Wang Yanzhou. Tang Chen knew that she was no match for him, so after a little trick, she hurried back to her room, pulled Lian Qiao and went down the mountain.
After escaping Wang Yanzhou's perception range, Tang Chen stopped, bent down, and took a breath. Looking up, the whiteness almost blinded her eyes: "Wow, Lianqiao, look, it's so beautiful!"
"Um!"
Tang Chen thought that it snowed heavily yesterday, and the river must be frozen. Maybe we could go ice skating or something, so he suggested: "Let's go, let's go to the river and take a look!"
Before reaching the river, Tang Chen's cheerful pace gradually slowed down. Unfortunately, she could hear the sound of flowing water. The stream probably hadn't frozen over yet. But it was so cold, with snowflakes falling from time to time, so why was there anyone by the river? Could they be fishing?
Tang Chen stepped forward, but was taken aback. Wasn't that the girl by the river, A Yuan from the Dong family? In this cold winter, why was she carrying so many clothes to wash by herself? Didn't her parents know how to care for the child?
Tang Chen couldn't believe his eyes, so he asked knowingly, "I remember your name was A Yuan, right? What are you doing here in such a cold weather?"
A Yuan lowered her head, her eyes flickering, as if she was a little afraid of Tang Chen, and answered timidly: "Wash, wash clothes..."
Tang Chen squatted down, carefully holding A Yuan's chilblained hand, and said softly, "Who asked you to come? Look at your little hand, it's frozen like this. If you keep soaking it for a few more days, it will be useless."
A Yuan shook her head. She was actually used to all of this. She'd still feel a little uncomfortable in the beginning of winter, but after a while, she'd stop feeling it. "No, I'm used to it."
The words "I'm used to it" ignited a fire in Tang Chen's heart. She didn't understand, she really didn't understand. The palms and backs of the hands are both flesh and blood. What are the Dong couple thinking? They doted on their youngest son, but to their daughter, they said, "...Lian Qiao, go back and get me some frostbite cream. Bring me a few extra boxes."
"Um."
When Lian Qiao went back to get the things, Tang Chen saw that Xiao Yuan's clothes were heavy and thick, so he simply took off the sleeves that covered his hands, and took the clothes and mallet in front of Xiao Yuan to himself.
Seeing that she was already rolling up her sleeves, A Yuan hurriedly stopped her and said, "Sister, be careful of getting cold!"
"It's okay. If you don't finish washing, I think your parents' temper will really eat you." Tang Chen looked at her and smiled, handing her the sleeves while speaking.
A Yuan hesitantly imitated Tang Chen's actions and put his hands into the sleeves. The warmth felt by his cold hands flowed through his fingertips and into his heart.
"Thank you, thank you."
Tang Chen was freezing cold as he soaked his hands in the cold water while washing his heavy cotton coat, but he didn't dare say anything. He just smiled a little abnormally and sighed, "Tsk, you little girl, you're really amazing. You cover yourself first, and when I can't stand it anymore, I'll take over. How about we take turns?"
"……Um."
Lian Qiao came back and saw the two of them chatting and laughing while washing clothes. She stood aside and watched without saying anything. When the clothes were done and A Yuan helped her carry them to a place not far from home, she gave A Yuan the frostbite medicine. After instructing her to hide it carefully, she hurried back to the river.
As soon as I came back, I saw Tang Chen squatting on the river bank, rubbing his hands that were red, swollen and itchy.
Lian Qiao applied medicine to Tang Chen while saying helplessly, "Who told you to show off? You can tell from your hands that you've never suffered before. It would be strange if it doesn't itch or hurt."
Hearing this, Tang Chen couldn't help but nodded: "...Lian Qiao, I think A Yuan must have been picked up by her parents."
Actually, she agreed with what Tang Chen said. When Ayuan was her age, she often helped with the family's laundry in the winter. However, her parents would always boil water for her, fearing she would get cold. The Dong couple's discriminatory treatment was truly unbearable. But then again, in most ordinary families, girls with brothers were often ignored from a young age.
"Okay, okay, you have nothing to do. You are just bored."
Tang Chen's train of thought was sometimes hard to understand. One second he was complaining about the frostbite on his hands, and the next he was babbling nonsense: "I suddenly had a bold idea."
Lian Qiao raised her head and rolled her eyes at her before saying, "Put away your bold idea. I don't want to hear it."
After saying that, Lian Qiao did not forget to add, "It's true."
After eating and drinking in her room in the afternoon, Tang Chen stretched her muscles and ran to the study. She judged that after dinner, Wang Yanzhou would return to the study to make tea and read, so this was the time for her to act.
"Boss, please have some tea."
Wang Yanzhou took the teacup hesitantly, glanced at Tang Chen's fingers, which were as swollen as carrots, and said lightly: "If you are too attentive without any reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. If you have something to say, talk about it."
After hearing his words, Tang Chen didn't hesitate and asked with a flattering grin, "Um, is the mansion short of a maid?"
“No shortage.”
Faced with Wang Yanzhou's straightforward answer, Tang Chen did not back down. According to the routine, at this time, as long as he could see the sea of stars in his eyes, he would definitely agree to his request. Besides, it was just one more mouth to feed. Who was he, the dignified Lord of Qingliang Valley, Wang Yanzhou? Isn't this just a matter of waving his hand and sprinkling water? "Can you pretend to be short of money?"
"cannot."
Facing Tang Chen's constant nagging, crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to commit suicide, Wang Yanzhou always insisted on one thing and remained unmoved. No matter how strong the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, I will remain unmoved.
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