The snow came very late this year.

It only came down three days ago.

As soon as Xiao Zhen returned home, snow began to fall in the sky.

When the first snowflake fell on her face, Xiao Zhen shivered at the slightest chill, and the weather suddenly turned cold.

Children's laughter came from the courtyard, and Xiao Zhen's eyes fell on the courtyard. Xiao Hanhua, Xiao Axe, and Xiao Han Yan were playing with each other with wooden swords. Xiao Lizi, who could already walk, followed behind the three brothers.

Play.

Mother Han, Aunt Cui and Aunt Su were knitting sweaters while looking at their four children. Sister-in-law Liu was coaxing her daughter who wanted to go to the ground to play. The longer the little girl grew, the cuter she became.

The plump appearance is very attractive. Xiao Zhen’s eyes fell on

As for Xiao Han Yan, in the end, he and Ziran still did not send the child away. After much consideration, they decided to let him stay with them. Firstly, the resentment in the child was so strong that ordinary people could not take him with him. Secondly,

If we just send him away like this,

Once he grows up and goes astray, he will only end up harming others and himself.

"mother."

"Auntie." Xiao Axe and Xiao Hanhua saw Xiao Zhen, ran out and threw themselves into her arms.

Little Han Yan stood behind and looked at Xiao Zhen coldly. After a while, she turned around and ran into her room.

Xiao Zhen touched the heads of the two children and asked with a smile: "What did you learn in school today?"

The second boy started talking about what they learned in school.

"Mom, Brother Yan is so awesome. Even my wife praised him today." Little Ax said and was about to go find little Han Yan. When he found that little Han Yan was gone, he said, "Are you going to praise me the same way?

Are you going to praise Brother Yan?"

Usually when Xiao Zhen praises her children, she gives them a big kiss on the face, but she and Xiao Han Yan probably can't do that, so she smiled and asked, "What did Xiao Han Yan do that even the wife praised him?"

After listening to what the two boys said to each other, Xiao Zhen was a little surprised that little Han Yan was so talented in reading.

Mother Han, who was knitting a sweater at the side, put down the thread in her hand, sighed and said, "It would be great if Han Yan was really my grandson."

Aunt Cui and Aunt Su looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Zhen was still awake, holding a book and reading it under the candlelight, waiting for Zi Ran.

One day ago, Zhang Xinyue began to suffer from the pain that the Han family's second brother's first child was about to be born. Now that a day has passed, I think the child will be born soon.

The snow outside the window has become thicker and thicker, and every house is now covered in silver.

Just when Xiao Zhen read the last page of the book in his hand, there was movement in the yard.

Xiao Zhen pushed the door open and saw Han Ziran and Xiya coming in. Xiya was holding a newborn baby in her hands.

"Madam, it's a boy." Xi Ya came over and showed the child to Xiao Zhen.

A full-term baby, although his skin is wrinkled, he is very healthy. His appearance is not obvious, but his strong appearance is very similar to the second brother of the Han family.

"Take this child to the mother's room." Han Ziran said.

"yes."

Xiao Zhen walked up to Han Ziran, waved the snow off his shoulders, and pulled him into the house. He didn't ask about Mrs. Zhang, but poured out a bowl of ginger tea that had been prepared: "It's still hot, hurry up.

Drink it."

Han Ziran drank it all in one gulp: "Tomorrow, I'm going to Chongming Temple."

"I'll go with you."

Han Ziran nodded.

The snow stopped in the middle of the night.

It had snowed all night, and the snow outside was already half a leg thick. The people in the village had already cleaned the village roads.

A carriage drove out from Hanying Village towards Chongming Temple.

An hour later, the carriage arrived at Chongming Temple. Although Xiao Zhen accompanied Han Ziran, he did not go in. Instead, he stood under an old locust tree in the temple and waited. She didn't know that Ziran would meet with the Han family's second son.

No matter what I said about Zhang, I don’t know if the two brothers can still live without any grudges like before, but no matter what,

, just don’t turn against each other.

The snow scene in Chongming Temple is really good. Behind it is the Imperial Mountains, which are undulating one after another. The combination of snow and winter scenery is poetic and picturesque, and the colors given by the sky and earth are incomparable to any color.

"Amitabha, madam, we meet again."

Hearing this Buddha's name, Xiao Zhen knew who it was. He turned around and looked at the kind-faced Master Fang Xuan: "Master, I seem to see you all the time lately."

Master Fang Xuan smiled and said: "The last time I met my wife was last year, but there was a whole year between them."

Xiao Zhen chuckled: "Although it's been a year, Master can always impress people."

"How are you doing, madam?"

"Very good. Has the master been traveling during this time, or has he been staying in the temple?"

"Always outside the dust."

Chen Wai? Xiao Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Master always likes to tell his story to death, leaving no room for others."

Master Fang Xuan's face and eyes were all smiling: "Madam's speech is also very interesting."

"Master, if you have nothing else to do, it's better not to look for Ziran. You know that scholars tend to think too much." Xiao Zhen narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Master Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Every meeting with the Prime Minister happens by chance."

"That's quite a coincidence."

"On the contrary, when I met my wife, I took the initiative to come over and say hello."

"Master, you are polite."

Master Fang Xuan returned the greeting and left.

When Han Ziran came out of the house, he saw Xiao Zhen staring at the door of the courtyard in a daze.

"What are you looking at?"

"Master Fang Xuan came here just now," Xiao Zhen said, "and said some incomprehensible words."

"Incomprehensible words?"

Xiao Zhen nodded: "It was nothing at first, but the way he turned around gave me a feeling of déjà vu for some reason. Have I seen him before I lost my memory?"

Han Ziran thought for a while: "Probably not. You were on the battlefield before, and Master Fang Xuan cannot go there. Even if you have been, you have met before, and it is impossible for you to be so impressed by one or two meetings that you feel like you have known each other before."

Just when Master Fang Xuan turned around and left, under the white snow, the wind was blowing, and she always felt like she had seen her before. But soon, this feeling of déjà vu disappeared, and it went away as quickly as it came.

, Xiao Zhen felt that he had thought too much: "What did the second brother say?"

"He didn't say anything, he just said I understand." Han Ziran sighed.

"It seems that the second brother is no longer as obsessed with Zhang as before."

"I don't know if I have no attachment or if I just keep it in my heart."

The two walked out of Chongming Temple. Along the way, there were young monks cleaning the snow. There was an endless stream of pilgrims. The men and women held incense and worshiped devoutly. When they walked out of the temple, there were also believers who bowed three times at a time towards the back mountain.

Bow to the Buddha's head.

Xiao Zhen suddenly stopped and turned to look at Chongming Temple.

"What are you looking at?" Han Ziran looked along Xiao Zhen and saw a quiet and majestic temple in the heavy snow.

"The sound of reciting the Buddha's name can actually spread so far. It seems that those monks should not underestimate it."

"The sound of chanting Buddha's name? I didn't hear it," Han Ziran said curiously.

Xiao Zhen chuckled: "I am a martial arts practitioner, can you be like me?"

Laughing, the two got into the carriage.

The driver of the car was a shadow. He listened carefully and wondered in his heart. He didn't hear any chanting of Buddha's name. Could it be that his martial arts were still so bad? It made him feel a little frustrated.

On the day of the New Year, it started to rain, but the villagers did not feel that the rain dampened their enthusiasm. On the contrary, they put all the food and wine on the newly built 100-meter long corridor in the village.

The promenade is still under construction, and all kinds of flowers and fruits are planted around it. This promenade was specially built by Zhang Liu to attract people from outside to visit the village during the spring season. This will come in handy first.

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For a moment, the 100-meter long corridor was brightly lit, and everywhere was bustling. Because the place was small and crowded, it seemed even more lively than the previous two years.

What surprised Xiao Zhen was that the emperor actually came to the village to celebrate the New Year this year.

The emperor did not bring his entourage, but Situ and the old general sent each other here. When the Han family finished the ceremony, Han's mother and other female family members avoided it. When Xiao Zhen left, he glanced at the emperor. He had not seen him for several years.
Chapter completed!