NFBE Chapter 437 Snowball fight
Chapter 437 Snowball fight
After some discussion, the engaged couple Fu Qiuyang and Shangguan Yunxin decided to return to Shancang County to get married, and Baili Nanqing strongly supported this.
So after much thought, she finally decided to bring the whole family together, and after the New Year she stayed in the village to prepare for her eldest daughter's marriage.
Shangguan Chong originally planned to leave after the New Year because about half of the students in the academy were homeless. Although the academy was on holiday, it did not close and all matters remained the same.
But after hearing that his youngest daughter was going to open a second Qingxin Academy in the village, he immediately wrote a letter to inform the capital that he would not return to Beijing in the short term. This was a top priority and he had to take care of it personally!
As soon as the Shangguan family arrived, Li Shoucai immediately sent his wife over in the name of visiting his daughter, and took the opportunity when there were no outsiders around to ask his daughter about everything.
Although Li Lanxiang felt tired, she still patiently answered them one by one. So the villagers soon knew that Shangguan Qingyue's father was just the headmaster of a college, not an official at all!
As for her two brothers, one was the county magistrate of Fengshi County, and the other was just an unknown official.
Although they, the farmers, still couldn't afford to offend him, the fear in their hearts was greatly reduced.
I thought he was some extraordinary person, but he is quite ordinary! Who hasn't seen the county magistrate? As for the so-called headmaster, isn't he just a teacher?
As a result, many families put away the New Year gifts they had prepared long ago. If they gave them away, they would probably be like feeding meat buns to dogs, which would never come back, so it would be better to keep them for their own family.
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The first snow fell for three consecutive days, and the whole mountain village completely changed its appearance, with everything covered in silver.
However, this did not affect Shangguan Qingyue's morning jogging at all. The corridors in the courtyard were all equipped with thick cotton curtains, the middle of the curtains were made of translucent ice satin, and there were floor heating systems on the ground.
She was still wearing light and convenient clothes and specially made leather boots, running around in the corridor with a relaxed look on her face.
Xiaonan and Xiaoshi were a little late, but soon joined the running team. Influenced by Shangguan Qingyue, they also developed the habit of jogging in the morning.
Seeing that his two disciples were becoming increasingly strong, Nan Rongyuanzhi made a special study of running, and finally came to the conclusion that it was beneficial to the heart and lungs, and replenished Qi and energy.
Since then, he often prescribed "running" to some weak patients.
Shangguan Qingyue had instructed the servants early on not to disturb the snow in the yard. Although everyone didn't know what their young lady was up to, they were very obedient and wanted to walk on tiptoe.
Xuanyuan Yan and his four subordinates had no choice but to run to the flat ground outside the house to practice martial arts. In the freezing winter, they were all wearing only a thin shirt, and white smoke was coming out of their heads after practicing a set of sword techniques.
After everyone put away their weapons, Bai Er asked with a gossipy look on his face:
"Master, what do you think the princess-to-be is going to do with the snow in the courtyard? It can't be that she is going to make food that we have never seen before, right?
I have heard that collecting the snow water on the leaves and using it to make tea has a unique flavor, I wonder if this is related to it. "
Xuanyuan Yan was also very curious, but his little girl's head was full of weird ideas, so he really had no idea where to start.
He simply stopped worrying about it and went straight to ask her.
The whole family had breakfast together in the main hall, and from time to time they looked up through the glazed windows at the snow scene outside.
Zhao couldn't help but sigh,
"Our Yue'er has unique ideas. This entire glazed wall is so beautiful. I have never really appreciated the snow scene in my entire life.
This 'slow cooking life' is built to your liking. It is so comfortable to stay here all winter long, drinking tea, chatting, reading, and eating snacks!"
Zhao was originally illiterate, but after she took charge of the canteen of the Wangyou Inn, she began to take time out to ask Daniu to teach her how to read.
Later, Daniu went to the county academy and the matter was shelved.
I don't know where Mr. Liu got the news from, but he decided to give half an hour of lessons to the adults in the village after school, mainly teaching them literacy and arithmetic.
She was the first one to sign up, and many villagers laughed at her for wishing for something big to happen.
Others have their own mouths, so she just lets them talk as they please. She hasn't missed a single class anyway.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.
"I wonder if Mr. Zheng and Mr. Liu are living a happy life now? The villagers really feel sorry for them!"
Shangguan Qingyue did not tell her family about secretly sending the couple away. She originally thought it was unnecessary, but she never expected that her grandmother was still thinking about it.
So he quickly explained:
"Don't worry, grandma. They will come back after the academy is built. They have been living in a house bought by A Yan in the county town for a while, and they are waiting for the birth of their baby."
After hearing this, Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief and didn't ask any more questions.
Little Stone, who had been patient for the whole morning, finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked:
"Ruoxi, what are you going to do with the snow in the yard?"
Looking at the little guy with bright eyes, Shangguan Qingyue put down the bowl and chopsticks neatly and said mysteriously:
"Change into some warm clothes, and let's go outside and have a snowball fight!"
Except for a few elders, everyone followed him out of the house. Even Shangguan Yunxin, who usually disliked crowds, was dragged out by Fu Qiuyang.
Shangguan Qingyue, wearing a pair of cat gloves, stepped on the crunchy snow, found a spacious spot, scooped up a handful of snow, made it into a white ball, and before anyone could react, she smashed it on Xiao Shitou's round head!
The flying snowflakes brought bursts of laughter and joy. Now everyone understood how to have a snowball fight, so they sharpened their knives and threw them at whoever dared to bully them.
Xuanyuan Yan was a little dazed at first. He was not used to such a lively scene.
It wasn't until a white ball hit his shoulder that it seemed as if a switch was turned on, causing him to join in without hesitation.
Shangguan Qingyue, who had successfully carried out the sneak attack, was laughing and turning around to run back when he was hit all over the body and face by a large snowball coming towards him.
Everyone was very careful in their actions, and the snowballs were very loose, so it didn't hurt even if they hit the face directly.
But Xuanyuan Yan was still very worried. He ignored the snowballs all over the sky and ran to the little girl as fast as he could to create a small shield for her.
With the protection, Shangguan Qingyue suddenly became more confident. He hid behind the other party's large cloak and launched sneak attacks everywhere.
She even did something naughty and deliberately hit her elder sister in the face in front of Fu Qiuyang. The other party was unable to stop her and fell to the ground with her arms around her.
Shangguan Yunxin's face turned bright red, and she was so embarrassed that she almost didn't want to see anyone.
In the end, her actions directly aroused public anger, and everyone attacked the two of them.
Finally, Xuanyuan Yan, who was unstoppable, simply picked up the people around him, used the momentum to jump out of the encirclement, and climbed over the courtyard wall to take the people away.
The dissatisfied voices behind him gradually became inaudible. Shangguan Qingyue, who was wrapped tightly, asked in a muffled voice through the thick cloak:
"Ayan, where are we going?"
“Remember the valley full of flowers?”