C252 (1/2)

Nan Jiyun is very interested in twins. He goes into the children's room first every day to play with the two children. He also persuades Mu Chen to adopt a child to give him and the cold wind, and guarantees that he and the cold wind will raise the child well. He will never let the child be wronged, but only gets Mu Chen's cold eyes.

Mu Chen didn't work, so he changed his target to Shen Jingli. Every day, he went to Shen Jingli's room and told Shen Jingli about the benefits of his child's adoption, which made Shen Jingli see the other person immediately. On the 17th of December, the first snow fell in the capital.

In the middle of winter, there is a cold wind outside all day. A small stove near the door of the house is quietly burning. Occasionally, a few wisps of green and red flames are springing up. The pot of wine is warming on the stove. Shen Jingli puts on his new fur clothes and sits on the bed in the middle of the month.

Shen Jingli read books in the house for a while. He was a little upset, so he had to put down his books and go outside.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Jinyu cover his head with his hands and trot over. Seeing him come out, he quickly called out, ”madam, don't come out. It's going to snow.”

After listening to her words, Shen Jingli looked up and saw the glittering snowflakes falling one by one. First, it was a little while, then it was getting bigger and bigger. In a short time, the roof was covered with white. Shen Jingli reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky. The hexagonal ice crystals fell in the palm of his hand, which was very cold.

He looked at it quietly, and suddenly frowned. Jinyu hid under the eaves, shaking the snowflakes falling on him, and muttered, ”look at this, I'm afraid it's going to snow heavily this year...”

She murmured in a low voice. She didn't find that Shen Jingli's eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter.

Shen Jingli was worried. He felt as if he had missed something. Suddenly, a cry broke through the silence. Jinyu cried, ”no, the young master is crying.”

Hearing his son's cry, Shen Jingli had to put down that confused worry and went in to see what happened to the little guy.

It was the old San An'an who cried because he didn't see anyone when he woke up. He might feel insecure, so he cried. Shen Jingli took off his cloak and warmed himself up by the stove. Then he went to pick up the child, walked around the room and coaxed him softly. After making An'an happy, he put An'an on the cradle and let him play by himself. Then Shen Jingli went to see Tuan Tuan. Tuan Tuan woke up long ago, staring at the big black and white eyes and looking at the ceiling. It was a bit like Shen Jingli, a thinker. He sat down beside him and tucked in a small quilt for him. He turned his head to look at Shen Jingli and showed a very gentle smile.

”He looks like you.” A voice came from behind. Shen Jingli looked back and saw that it was Nan Jiyun. Nan Jiyun pulled a chair and sat beside the cradle. He stretched out his hand to shake the cradle and made faces to amuse An'an lying in the cradle. ”The third one is neither like you nor Mu Chen. He is too lively and doesn't feel like your children.”

Nan Jiyun likes An'an and wants to adopt An'an in the past. Shen Jingli knows that he has not made any response to his words.

”What about the cold wind? Why didn't you come? ” Shen Jingli picked up Tuan Tuan, his dark eyes turned around, and his small mouth was full of bubbles. He had a good time with himself.

”He said he would go out of the city to have a look. He was afraid that there would be a heavy snow this year. He was worried about the villagers in the refugee village outside the city.”

Shen Jingli suddenly stood up. He remembered that he had forgotten something. Because he got up too much, An'an felt uncomfortable. He burst into tears. Shen Jingli was startled. He patted the small quilt and coaxed him in a low voice. Until An'an stopped crying, he called Daji in.

”Daji, when it's not snowing, you should go out of the city and go to look for the steward Wang. Let him store all the grain harvested this year and not sell it. Besides, let people go to the village to see which house is thatched house, and let those people live in Zhuangzi.” It was snowing harder than usual, and it was ferocious. He was uneasy and always had a sense of uncertainty.

Although the snow had just started, it might stop at night, but Nan Jiyun didn't object to Shen Jingli's practice. In the early years, there was a case in the capital that the houses of ordinary people were crushed by heavy snow, and more than 20 people in a village happened. During that time, it snowed for a long time. Everyone felt that the snow was not heavy and would stop in a few days. As a result, the snow just stopped, So sometimes people can't believe their own expectations too much, and should prepare for the worst.

”Wait, you go to the warehouse, take some old quilts and old cotton padded jackets, and take them with you to see who needs them, and give them to them.”

After Daji left, Shen Jingli stood at the door and looked at it for a while. The snow outside was not very big. It was very beautiful. It didn't look like it was rampant. I really didn't understand his worry?

”The wine is warm on the stove. If you feel cold, drink some.” Shen Jingli road.

Nan Jiyun heard that there was wine, so he went over and picked up the wine pot with a thick towel. As soon as he poured a cup, he smelled the sweetness of sweet potatoes.

”Jingli, you baked sweet potatoes.” He looked at a pair of iron tongs next to him. He picked it up and pulled it under the stove and took out a few small sweet potatoes. He was not polite. He peeled one and put it in a bowl. He ate it with a spoon. A mouthful of wine and a mouthful of sweet potato made him feel very hot.Sweet road in the room spread out, lying in the cradle of the two children seem to be hooked out of appetite, before and after, crying.

Shen Jingli quickly called the nurse in and asked the nurse to feed them.

South Ji cloud drink drunk, also came together, Shen Jingli see, quickly push him away, ”don't smoke the child.”

Looking at Shen Jingli's appearance of protecting the calf, Nan Jiyun mumbled, ”it's stingy.”

After the two children were full, they fell asleep soon, with a shallow smile on their red faces and did not care about the wind and snow outside.