As the days passed, the weather became colder and colder.

Among the trees, the chirping of insects is rarely heard.

Many small animals have already entered hibernation.

The Great Sheng Dynasty was similar to the Ming Dynasty in another time and space, probably in the Little Ice Age.

I don’t know how ordinary people survived in such cold weather.

If it hadn't been for the eldest lady of the Shen family who sent Huang Tinghui and the little girl some thick clothes.

Huang Tinghui just felt that he had to "lie down" through this cold winter.

With strong willpower, Huang Tinghui finally got up from the bed and got dressed.

After all, my wife got up early. If I hid under the quilt because I was afraid of the cold, wouldn't I be laughed at?

After putting on his clothes, Huang Tinghui breathed a sigh of relief.

A cloud of water vapor quickly formed in the air. Huang Tinghui walked towards the door. When he raised his head, he saw that half of Funiu Ridge was shrouded in mist.

The morning sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick fog and send warm sunlight into the trees.

Under the bright sunshine, the thick fog in the forest seemed to be given vitality, flowing like water.

Pieces of mountain forests seemed to have been brushed by silky satin, appearing half-hidden among the human world.

These forest trees stood tall, greedily absorbing the bright sunlight of the new day.

Huang Tinghui admired the magnificent scenery, stretched and moved his body.

At this moment, a voice came over here, "Husband, husband..."

"Wait a moment, wait a moment, Lian'er will light the fire soon!"

The little girl said while fanning the fire.

Flames burst out from the firewood, igniting the charcoal bit by bit.

But the thick smoke brought by the burning firewood made the little girl unable to open her eyes.

Seeing the little girl fussing around, Huang Tinghui felt a little bit dumbfounded.

When the cute little girl raised her head, Huang Tinghui couldn't bear it anymore, and he finally laughed out loud.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

The little girl didn't know why. She looked at her husband Huang Tinghui blankly and asked strangely.

"Lian'er, do you know that you look like a little black cat now?"

Huang Tinghui found a relatively vivid animal and made a metaphor.

"Little black cat?"

The little girl was stunned?

It wasn't until Huang Tinghui tapped the little girl's face that the little girl reacted.

The little girl also didn't want the brazier that rolled up the thick smoke.

She put her fan on the stool and ran very fast with her long legs.

I saw her slipping into the kitchen.

Through the reflection in the water tank, the little girl discovered that when she was pouring charcoal, she had made black marks on her cheeks, forehead and even between her necks.

Since ancient times, women have been praised for their beauty.

The little girl is no exception. How could she have imagined that one day she would make a fool of herself in front of her husband?

This made the little girl feel a little embarrassed.

But what the little girl didn't know was that in Huang Tinghui's eyes, her appearance was indeed particularly cute.

If you like someone, no matter what they look like.

I will only feel cute and lovable.

Even people like Huang Tinghui are not exempt from vulgarity.

"This little girl!" Huang Tinghui shook his head and lifted the small stove up to the wind.

A breeze swept in, blowing away the ignited smoke, which was comparable to a fan blowing hard.

Huang Tinghui didn't move, just waiting for the flames blown by the breeze to roll up and cover the charcoal until it burned red little by little.

After a while, the flames had already burned the charcoal red.

Put your hand on top of the charcoal and you can feel a slight warmth emanating from it.

The chill all over my body was dissipated a bit.

At this time, Huang Tinghui returned to the yard with the brazier.

At this time, the little girl also washed her little face and stood in the courtyard looking so pretty.

Seeing Huang Tinghui lighting the brazier, the little girl's eyes showed a little surprise.

"Husband, you lit the brazier!"

"Lian'er has been lighting it for a long time. She was fanning there just now, and her hands are sore!"

"My husband is awesome!" The little girl praised Huang Tinghui again.

Hearing the little girl's praise, Huang Tinghui smiled slightly.

He would not tell anyone about how he easily set this girl on fire just now.

If it were told, it would be a huge blow to the little girl’s enthusiasm!

"It was you who at least ignited the pain. What my husband did was just a last resort!"

"It's Lian'er's contribution that deserves more credit!"

Huang Tinghui stretched out his right hand like a habit and rubbed the little girl's head.

But he realized that his palms were a little dirty, so he quickly took them back.

"It's the husband's dick!"

The little girl looked at Huang Tinghui with stars in her eyes, full of admiration.

"Okay, okay, my husband is great!"

"Lian'er is also great!" Huang Tinghui continued the little girl's words and praised both of them.

But Huang Tinghui quickly thought of something. He looked at Wu Feilian and asked: "Lian'er, my husband remembers that there seems to be no charcoal at home. Where did you get this charcoal?"

"It's from Sister Shen!"

"Just a few days ago, when my husband was not at home, Sister Shen came to our house again!"

"Sister Shen who was received by Lian'er. Sister Shen grabbed Lian'er's hand and said that Lian'er's hand was so cold!"

"She also said that her husband doesn't care about Lian'er, but she doesn't know that Mr. Daofu has told Lian'er that next time we go to the market, we will buy some charcoal and go home."

"Lian'er told her, but Sister Shen was still unhappy, so she asked her servant to send some charcoal to Lian'er."

"These charcoal are from Sister Shen!"

The innocent Wu Feilian said to Huang Tinghui.

But listening to Wu Feilian's words, Huang Tinghui felt that something was inexplicably wrong.

He stared closely at the little girl's hand. Although he felt that something was impossible, he had to guard against it.

"Lian'er, is Miss Shen holding your hand tightly?" Huang Tinghui asked tentatively.

"yes!"

"Sister Shen also thought Lian'er's hands were pretty, so we compared them."

After saying that, Lian'er, who was not familiar with the world, also acted out the actions at that time.

Seeing this scene, Huang Tinghui felt bad all over.

Although this may also be the eldest daughter of the Shen family's love for Lian'er like a sister.

But as soon as the picture appeared in Huang Tinghui's mind.

The smell of vinegar rose into the sky and I couldn't control it at all.

interlocking fingers!

I am not even close to my wife!

Got caught first by a bitch?

There was an inexplicable emotion simmering in Huang Tinghui's chest.

After a long time, Huang Tinghui suppressed this emotion.

What's going on?
To be continued...