"I'm afraid you're worried. Make you laugh." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, after drinking tea, his voice immediately became comfortable.

"You think I'm not worried?" Ah Chou's face was heavy again, and he said, "what did I say yesterday? You don't listen to those who let you put on clothes. As a result, you can see what you look like now. If you want to celebrate the Spring Festival, you can't find happiness for me... "

"Yes, my wife's lesson is that I know my mistake. I dare not to do it again. Please let me go this time." Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he begged for mercy.

"Well, you don't need to learn that screwdriver scholar's style. It's so shabby," ah Chou said with a white eye, urging him to lie down again. "Cover it tightly and put your arms in it."

"I see." Although Zhong Mingwei was sweating all over, he obediently put his arms into the quilt again. He watched their little girl cook porridge, and unconsciously his eyes narrowed again.

When ah Chou cooked the porridge, Zhong Mingwei fell asleep again. Ah Chou looked at him sleeping soundly, but he didn't want to call him up. He looked at his sweat forehead, threw a veil to wipe his face and neck. He felt that the man's body was not so hot. Ah Chou was relieved.

……

On the fifth day of the first month of the thirty third year of Jiasheng, ningguta was built.

Xiao an's sleep was good all night. When she got up early, she felt refreshed. She was tired of being crooked in the quilt for a long time. Then she slowly stuck her head out of the quilt. When she saw the tent above, she was stunned. Then she suddenly remembered the night she had spent in the wild last night. Then she remembered that last night, it seemed that she had agreed with Pang Yi that she would take turns to guard it in the middle of the night At night, but now it's very bright. It can be seen that Pang Yi is sleeping until dawn by himself.

Xiao'an's heart was very embarrassed. He reached out to open the corner of the tent door and looked at the bonfire in front of the tent. At a glance, xiao'an saw pangyi sitting on the branch in the spotless snow field, holding his knife with his eyes closed. It should have snowed last night. Pangyi fell a thin layer of snow, pure white from head to foot, just like Like a snowman.

The more he saw it, the more guilty he felt. He slept in the tent all night, but he let others get wet all night. At present, he was so busy that he straightened his hair and didn't care about dressing. Then he was so busy that he got out of the tent and was about to put on his shoes. He saw that the shoes that had been put in front of the tent were gone Wondering, I saw Pang Yi's embroidered shoes in front of the campfire.

It should be Pang Yi who took it. Xiao'an was shocked, and then looked at Pang Yi again. Pang Yi was still in the same position. He did not move. Xiao'an looked down at his feet, bit his teeth, and walked out of the tent barefoot.

"Hiss!" As soon as Banfu's foot touched the snow, xiao'an was so cold that he took a breath of cold air. At present, he could not stop stamping his feet on the snow, and then he walked towards the campfire like a rabbit.

Pang Yi has a bad headache. He can't stand such a cold and snowy ningguta. What's more, it snowed in the middle of the night. Pangyi could have hidden in the carriage, but he stayed in the snow all night. He was afraid of the wind turning, the campfire burning his tent, and the wild animals approaching at night, hurting xiao'an Surname, when it's dark, Pang Yi just closes his eyes and takes a rest. At this time, he hears something and opens his eyes. How could he know that when he opens his eyes, he sees a pair of little feet that are red with cold.

He was stunned. He thought he was sleepy. Then he blinked. Then he saw that his little feet were jumping towards him.

"Hiss!"

From the tent to Pang Yi, it's less than a foot away, but he shivers all over his body. Those small white and delicate feet are frozen like two carrots at this time. He can't easily walk to Pang Yi's face. He is about to squat down to put on his shoes, so he looks at Pang Yi.

"Are you awake?" Xiao'an took Pang Yi's lips and was about to thank him. Then she stamped her feet again, stamping and shivering, "it's so cold! It's really cold! "