After eating, after putting away the dishes and chopsticks, the Qin family asked Cuiqiao's family of three to go home to celebrate the New Year. After sending them out, Xiao Nuan suddenly noticed that sparkling snowflakes were falling from the sky.

It's snowing!

Qin happily stretched out his hand to pick up the large snowflakes, "This snow is not small." Ruixue is a good year, and next year will be smooth and rainy. ”

Different from the sparse first snow I saw on the boat last time I went to Dengzhou, this time the snowflakes were not fast, but they were all raised through the world, Xiao Nuan looked up stupidly, and found for the first time that God was so romantic, boundless!

It may be that there are too many firecrackers, and the sound goes straight up to the nine clouds to please God, and on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the snow is full of Kyushu. More than 100 miles away in the capital, large snowflakes fell on the glazed gold tiles of the palace.

The palace banquet did not stop, and the singing and dancing were noisy. Yan Sheng, who was wearing a python robe and jade belt, held the wine to the window, staring at the snowflakes that fell to the ground and turned into mud, and suddenly he was in a trance.

Because of his personality, he doesn't like snow, and always feels that snow is not as pleasant as rain. The heavy rain washes away the filth, but the heavy snow only hides the filth, and everything is normal under the snow, just like the courtiers who only whitewash the peace today.

When it snows, it only makes him feel bad.

But when he saw today's snow, before he could get upset, his mind flashed to the little girl who was jumping wildly on the boat because of a few snowflakes, so real, so vivid.

I don't know if it's snowing in Jixian, is the little girl partying in the snow again?

The corners of Yan Sheng's slightly upturned mouth surprised the bored emperor, frightened the royal brothers, and amazed the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. Everyone chased his gaze and looked over, wondering what it was that could please the third prince, and then they were horrified to find that the third prince's gaze was falling on a white-faced guard......

In Qinjia Village, Ji County, Xiao Nuan looked at the plum blossoms stepped out of the rhubarb on the snow, and was very happy, so she simply pulled the horse out of the stable, pulled it to drop rows of crescents on the ground, and then wondered whether to catch the baby chicken raised by her mother and step on it...... The Qin family finally couldn't stand it anymore, and dragged the big girl who laughed like a fool into the house, closed the door, and pressed her on the hot kang head to keep the New Year.

Xiaocao was still young, and after guarding for a while, he fell asleep, and Qin hugged Xiaonuan and leaned against the window to gossip. The whirring cold wind beats the window paper, the newly pasted window flowers on the top are vivid, the mother's arms are warm, Xiao Nuan feels that this is particularly New Year's flavor, I hope they don't grow up, the mother will not grow old, and the days will go on like this, day by day.

"Xiao Nuan, what do you say about my mother writing a book?"

Xiao Nuan, who had never been able to catch her mother's brain circuit, didn't bother to guess, and asked directly, "Why does my mother want to write a book?" ”

Qin was a little embarrassed, "Didn't my mother say that she wanted to be famous in the world, but my mother couldn't go to the battlefield like General Wu to shock all directions, and she couldn't take the top prize to be a civil official and make decisions for the people - of course, my mother didn't have that brain, Mr. Yunqing said that he could leave his name in history, and this is the only way to go." But what does my mother want to write? ”

Qin is very embarrassed, she hasn't read all the words, and she has only read a dozen books, how to write? People who write books are very good, can she make it, will people laugh at her......

The ancients cultivated books and wrote books to be famous for thousands of years, and it is a kind of supreme realm, Confucius repaired the "Spring and Autumn Period", and Sima Qian's "Historical Records" all confirmed this value. I heard that Mr. Yunqing is also writing a book, so Xiao Nuan was not surprised by her mother's thoughts, but was happy for her, because her mother was getting stronger and more confident.

"It doesn't matter if my mother can't write, think about what you want to write, let's spend money to find a group of capable people to write, and name it after my mother's name, and it will be famous all over the world." Xiao Nuan can't write a book, but she has money, and if she has money, she can publish a book! It's not like no one has done this kind of thing in history, isn't this how Lü Buwei's "Lü's Spring and Autumn" came out.

Qin's felt that this was not good, "Mother wants to get it herself!" ”

But it's so hard! Qin Shi frowned, "Why don't you publish a book of poems?" Poetry collection has few words......"

Xiao Nuan also thinks this is a good way, "Okay." Let's read three hundred poems next year, and then my mother will integrate them and feel them, and write some for Mr. Yunqing to check, and publish a book if he can. ”

Qin nodded vigorously, and the girl said that if it can be done, it will definitely be done!

"In fact, there is another way to make my mother famous in the world next year." Xiao Nuan said the idea that had been brewing in her heart for a few days, "Our first village! ”

The Qin family touched her daughter's head lovingly, "Silly boy, it's the first in the world to call the first village?" ”

Xiao Nuan giggled, "That's not what it means, the cotton grown in the first village next year can be spun and weaved, let's sell the cloth all over Kyushu, and my mother will be famous all over the world!" ”

This is more reliable than writing a book, but Qin Shi feels bad, "You made it, how can my mother steal your limelight." ”

Xiao Nuan's heart was warm, "My daughter can't farm, so whether cotton seeds can grow and whether they can bloom and grow cotton depends on my mother, the chief steward of the first village." ”

I can't do anything else, but when it comes to farming, the Qin family has full confidence! "This is done, mother, you sell, let's sell the cloth all over Kyushu!"

As he was talking, the sound of firecrackers suddenly came to mind outside the window, and Qin's spirits were greatly lifted, and he said loudly, "It's time to say!" I, Qin Lan, want to be famous all over the world this year! ”

"Good!" Xiao Nuan immediately applauded. Xiaocao, who was woken up by the firecrackers, also applauded in a daze, "Okay-"

"Let's go, go out and set off firecrackers!"

When she arrived at the courtyard, a long firecracker was lit, and the earth-shattering sound made Qin Shi feel happy, she looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and said secretly, "Chen Zumo, what's so great about you being a champion!" At this time next year, I want the world to know that there is a person like Qin Lan in this world, and I want to make your soft bones unable to raise their heads or straighten their waists in front of me! ”

In Jixian County, Chen Zumo, who was lying on the bed with his wife in his arms, suddenly felt a pain in his lower back, and couldn't help but reach out and rub it. Chai Yuyuan, who was woken up by the sound of firecrackers, arched her head into her husband's arms unhappily, Chen Zumo patted her smooth back, and couldn't help but wonder if Fang had just tossed too hard and hurt her waist.

He's just turned twenty-nine, is he old?

The sparse sound of firecrackers in the city is not as lively as the village, Chen Zumo's mind drifted back to Qinjia Village, I don't know if the firecrackers in the old house have gone off. There are only two women left in the family, Mrs. Liu and Qingliu, should we send another man back, and let Ma Deyin and Ma Detong, who are from the caretaker family, go back to guard the door?

Thinking of the green willows at home that are as soft as water, Chen Zumo's heart was hot, and he turned over and pressed on his wife, he wanted to prove with his actions that he was not old!

Qingliu, who was listening to firecrackers and making New Year's wishes in the arms of his little enemy, suddenly heard Mrs. Liu shouting loudly in the east wing opposite, "Qingliu, get up and set off firecrackers!" ”

Ma Detong tightened his arms and scolded in a low voice, "This old pious woman is too deceitful! ”

Aoyagi pushed his arm and got up to get dressed, "She's just lazy, and she doesn't take the slave family too seriously." ”

When he put on his clothes and opened the door, he saw the heavy snow all over the sky, and Aoyagi immediately panicked.

When the snow falls like this, how can her enemy go back without a trace?