Chapter 146 (1/2)
Mo Chen said: ”younger martial brother, they have not met, feel fresh.”
Li Fulin wiped his mouth: ”what's so fresh about this? By the way, the meat will be cut tomorrow, and the wine will be a few kilos. I will have guests tomorrow. ”
Is it so easy to wait for the guests? Sauce meat with Shaojiu?
Does Jiang Fan think it will be more abundant? Anyway, there are a lot of wine and vegetables in Beifu city. They don't have money. They can get a ready-made table.
Li Fulin was happy.
Jiang Fan has no idea who he will follow. Obviously, Li Fulin is a very straightforward person. Of course, he thinks that he is free and easy and unconventional. However, Jiang Fan was raised by him, but he is like an old man. Although being steady and honest is a good quality, Li Fulin sometimes feels that his apprentice is a bit pedantic
”It's not so much trouble.” Linglong waved her hand, probably because she was similar in age and grew up together since childhood. Linglong especially liked to pick on Jiang Fan's thorn: ”master's guest must also be an old master, and certainly not for the sake of appetite.”
Jiang Fan was very suffocating.
How do you say it as if he is a man of great appetite? He clearly felt that the treatment of guests should not be simple, even if the whole table of ready-made food and wine is not into his stomach.
Xiaodong finds that elder martial brother Jiang is angry with elder martial sister Linglong again and sympathizes with him.
Fortunately, elder martial brother Jiang is not careful. He can't be angry for a long time. He will forget this in a moment.
One day I went out for a stroll. The next day, Xiaodong stayed in the room to practice martial arts. On the day when I moved in, I always felt that there was a cold damp in the room, and there was a smell of rotten wood.
At that time, the elder martial brother comforted him and said that this was the old house that had not lived for a long time.
But after living for two days, the smell seemed to disappear, and the house regained its popularity. The fragrance of ink left by the elder martial brother's ink grinding and writing, and the sweetness of the snacks brought back by him. After cooking tea, it seems that the moisture has disappeared after being roasted by charcoal fire. Books were placed on the shelves and bedding was on the couch. Even if it was an empty house, after putting a censer and two Pu pans, there was no sense of emptiness, and it became a quiet room like a model.
Xiaodong also put the painting that Ning Yu sent him to hang on the wall of the quiet room. The light gray wall was lined with a little yellowing paper, which was unexpectedly suitable.
Beifucheng is totally different from the Central Plains. It's hard to open the window in the early morning.
”Big brother, it's snowing.”
The snow is not big, falling, green brick underground has been covered with a thin layer, like a layer of frost.
Xiao Dong's breath turned into white fog.
Mo Chen told him before he went out: ”wear thick, don't drink cold tea.”
Xiaodong nodded and agreed.
The elder martial brother is going to master's yard, because master has guests today.
Who is coming? Master didn't say. I think he should be a master like master Liu, who is a sword maniac, or a master like master Hu Zhenren, a diviner in Tianji mountain.
After half a day, the snow gradually tightened. Xiaodong grasped the snow on the windowsill and squeezed it into two big snowmen.
His hands are clumsy, and the snowman he pinches has only a general appearance. He has a head and a body. He can see that it is a human figure, and he can't do it any more carefully.
Although he only gave the snowman two black bean eyes and no other facial features, Xiaodong was still wishful thinking that the white snowman with black eyes was very handsome.
Well, the big one is like the big brother, and the small one is myself.
He wanted to bring the snowmen into the house, but he was afraid that they would melt. But he was a little reluctant to leave them alone outside.
How cold it is outside.
Finally, Xiaodong sweeps a piece of snow on the windowsill, and puts two Snowmen on the windowsill and makes them stand side by side. After putting it away for a while, he felt that he was missing something. He turned out the green grey cloth cloth used by the elder martial brother and wrapped it up for the two snowmen. It was like putting on a cloak.
Still feeling inadequate, Xiaodong found a piece of hard paper, folded a dome umbrella and covered them.
That's it.
He played with the snowman alone, and enjoyed himself.
The two snowmen stood on the window sill with a cloak and a paper umbrella. They looked warm and friendly. They were not lonely at all and would not be frozen.
Just finished dressing up the snowman, Mo Chen came back.
Xiaodong doesn't know why he is a little guilty. He stealthily moves his body to avoid seeing the two snowmen he pinched out.
”Elder martial brother? How did you come back? ”
Mo Chen did not seem to notice his small movements: ”master let you go.”
”Ah? Has the guest left? ”
”Not yet.”
That's to ask him to visit his predecessors?
Xiaodong immediately ignored his little snowman: ”did you call me? Did you call anyone else? ”
”I just want you to go.” Mo Chen explained, ”you are the youngest. The master mentioned that he had accepted a new apprentice, so he asked you to go there.”Xiaodong quickly looked down at his own dress.
The robe he is wearing now is still the old clothes of the elder martial brother. Although it is an old one, it is neat and generous. He has a thick fur collar around his neck when he is in Rome.
It's just that the snow on the sleeve is a little wet. It doesn't matter.
”All right. I'll be fine. I won't be rude.”
Xiao Dong follows Mo Chen out.
He lowered his head to think that the wet mark on his sleeve folded in. He didn't notice that Mo Chen turned his head to look at the direction of the window when he was discharged from hospital, and the corners of his mouth slightly bent up.