Doomsday pen fairy

Time flies and it is December, and the temperature has dropped again and again, and it has dropped to minus [-] degrees.At this time, no one is willing to go out. They only go out when the snow is clear, and then stay at home to keep the stove warm.

The weather is cold, and the consumption of heating will be more. Although there is no shortage of money, few households will hoard too much coal. If this continues, the coal will not be enough sooner or later. But at this time, the mountain is blocked by heavy snow, even with a forklift Clearing a road to the place where the coal is sold will not bring much coal in a day, and it is not strenuous enough.

Someone suggested that instead of finding a way to spend a lot of money to sell coal, it is better to live together with two or three families. Anyway, every family has a building, and two or three houses together will not appear crowded. It will not be so crowded when the snow stops and the roads pass. It's a lot.

Several families in the village who were really short of coal agreed and began to discuss with each other how to live together.

There must be enough coal at Feng Zixuan's house, among other things, the coal needed to drive Jiuzhong Fairyland in winter is a large amount, and now it is closed again.But most of the coal is on the mountain, and now the snow is estimated to be two to three meters, and the forklift driving up the mountain is probably like an avalanche.

With such a lesson, everyone in the village is thinking that they must store more coal in the spring of the coming year. Although the coal is dirty and still takes up space, it is not afraid of freezing in winter.

However, the disaster is estimated to be only this winter, among other things, in all the disasters in history, isn’t it just one or two years less, and seven or eight years more?Although some people died of freezing in this snowstorm, the deaths were all predicated on unpreparedness, and there was no fatal situation after that.

It's just really tough.

Feng Zixuan had just finished sweeping the snow, and when he entered the house, Feng's mother stuffed him with a cup of ginger soup.Feng Zixuan bowed his head and took a sip. It was warm and added honey, which was very delicious.

Feng Zixuan took off his hat and rubbed the soaked hat.

"I read in the group that some relatives in other villages have run out of coal, and they have some corn stalks. They can cook well, but they are not resistant to fire at all, and there are not many corn kernels. They have to wear cotton jackets in the house all day long and it is cold Shaking." Mother Feng sighed, her own family was living a good life, and she felt a little bit envious of other people's poor life.

But it's just to say that Mother Feng hasn't reached the level of self-sacrifice.

"Anyway, if you have firewood, you won't freeze to death." Feng Zixuan drank the ginger soup in his cup, stood up and went upstairs.

Go to the bathroom on the third floor and take off your clothes to wash off the sweat. The conditions at home are good. With that condition, Feng Zixuan has developed a habit of cleanliness. Wash the sweat off your body and wipe it dry with a bath towel.

After drying his hair, Feng Zixuan walked out of the bathroom with the towel on Guo Zhe's waist, and then flew towards the bed with his feet free.This feeling of weightlessness is particularly wonderful. Feng Zixuan looked at Yu He who opened his hands, opened them very cooperatively, and then fell into Yu He's arms.

"Take me out to have a look." Feng Zi declared.

"Just came back and want to go out again?" Yu He patted Feng Zixuan's butt which was wrapped in a bath towel.

"I mean use your method to get out." The last time he was at his grandma's house, Yu He took him to see the three mountains and five mountains in the clouds. Time flies, Feng Zixuan really wanted to see it again.

Yu He, who always agreed unconditionally to Feng Zixuan's request, would refuse, sitting up and holding Feng Zixuan's buttocks with one hand.In fact, Feng Zixuan was already very tall, being hugged by Yu He like this, Yu He's head only reached Feng Zixuan's chest.

An auspicious cloud lifted the two of them up, Feng Zixuan's eyes widened, and he saw himself and Yu He flying up through the roof, Yu He was so weak, although Feng Zixuan was only wearing a bath towel, he didn't feel tired at all. Not cold, watching myself rise to a sufficient height, and then the scenery below changes rapidly.

But after watching it for a while, Feng Zixuan got tired of it.I don't want to see different scenery like last time, but a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere. Only some high-rise buildings in big cities can still see their true colors, and the rest is covered in white.

Can't tell how deep it is, just know that no place is spared.

I don't know how many people died of freezing and how many people are struggling.

Feng Zixuan lacked interest, and said in a muffled voice, "Let's go back."

Feng Zixuan was in a bad mood, of course Yu He could feel it, and kissed Feng Zixuan's head: "Not good-looking?"

Feng Zixuan didn't answer, the answer was obvious.The date promised: "When the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, I will take you to see the Five Mountains and Four Seas. It must be more beautiful then than now."

Feng Zixuan nodded, and the two flew home. Feng Zixuan stepped on the bed feeling the return of gravity, and sighed on the bed, "I really envy you that you can ride the clouds."

"Ordinary people can climb the clouds after practicing for a hundred years. Of course, if there is a fairy empowerment, they can also climb the clouds overnight, but anything is interesting if you play it fresh. It really doesn't make any sense."

Feng Zixuan, who has always been an unconditional newcomer to Yu He's words, nodded, and no longer thought about such things.

Taking Yuzhuxiao from Yu He's hand, Feng Zixuan put it on his lips and blew two syllables gently. After Yu He had been away for so long, Feng Zixuan could only see things and think about people, and he really learned how to play flute A little doorway.

"Continue." Yu He narrowed his eyes.

Feng Zixuan glanced at Yu He, and continued his immature performance.

Lying on the bed, Yu He thought of something, and slowly closed his eyes, as if enjoying this solo that only belonged to him.

Two days before New Year's Day, the snow finally came down, and it didn't stop until the day before New Year's Day.This is an unprecedented snow disaster since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it has affected the whole world.There is a difference of a few days between the places in the country where the snow stops, but they all stop before New Year's Day.

The headlines of the major forums are celebrating the cessation of this disaster, reporting many people who were buried in the blizzard, frozen to death, or suffocated to death.In some villages, the family just slept late and did not go to clear the snow overnight. The snow accompanied by the cold wind early the next morning had filled the entire yard.

The rescue after the snow stopped was huge, and the plague had already killed many people. Now there are no extreme comments on the Internet. I can only pray for God to be merciful and not take so many people away.

After closing the forum, Feng Zixuan couldn't tell whether it was negative energy or positive energy.Feng's father just came down from the mountain with Xiaoluotou. Although the family used online video calls to chat for a while every day, electronic communication could not compare to the real family being together.

Father Feng went home to cook for a while, sharpened his knife, slaughtered two chickens and one sheep, stewed mutton and made haggis soup at night, even because it was too mild, he even had to open the window when eating so as not to eat sweating profusely.

Yu He seldom went downstairs to eat, because eating was a burden to him, it was only used to satisfy his appetite, and the filth in the food would even hinder his cultivation.

Thinking that it was an important day for Feng's father to come back, Yu He was going to come down.

Seeing Yu He coming down from the dining table, Feng's father sighed in admiration. Feng's father had suspected more than once that everything was his hallucination, or even a dream, but Yu He who did this was so real.The majestic fairy world has been down to earth for his son for a long time, and it will take a while for a normal person to accept it.

"The festival will be in two days, Yu He, is there a festival in heaven?"

Yu He said: "If the Peach Banquet counts, it is the biggest festival in the fairy world."

Mother Feng laughed and said, "Is it like on TV? All the immortals eat peaches together."

"The Peach Banquet is naturally peaches, but the flowers around Yaochi are in full bloom, and the flower fairies from all walks of life will bloom the most beautiful flowers in the world around. If you are participating for the first time, you can't get enough of it, but it will be boring if you look at it for a long time Yes, something that is too perfect is itself imperfect.”

Yu He listed the pros and cons of it. The flat peach feast is a feast that all the immortals in the world want to squeeze into, but for the Shangxian, it is not good for socializing.

First of all, flat peaches are useless to the powerful, and there is no shortage of fine nectar and jade dew, but at the flat peach feast, one must strictly abide by the gods' duty.For the gods who are more comfortable, it is not beautiful.

Mother Feng said: "That's because I've seen it. People who have seen it don't think much of it. After all, the best food is what I can't eat. I think when I was a child, what I wanted most was to take me to a market in the city. At that time, the road was too far, at least it took two hours to walk. When I was young, I couldn’t travel long distances, so I couldn’t go there once a year. At that time, I felt that the market in the city was the best place in the world.”

This remark brought back memories of Feng's father. Feng's father smiled and said: "When I was young, I liked to read Jin Yong's novels, and I wanted to go to Huashan to see if I would meet the master Huashan Lunjian. Actually, it's ridiculous to think about it now."

Feng Zixuan saw that the two elders were full of childhood rumors, and followed suit: "I wanted to have a Doraemon when I was young, it seems to be."

Yu He cast a look: "You already have it now."

Feng Zixuan grinned at Yu He, Yu He was right, Yu He himself was a stronger character than Doraemon.

Feng Ziqi took a sip of the haggis soup, her eyes were red from the heat: "When I was a child, I wanted to go to the West Lake to see if there would be someone waiting for Xu Xian with an umbrella, and then go to the Leifeng Pagoda to see if I could rescue Bai Suzhen, but it's a pity I grew up so big, I have never been there once.”

I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future.

Feng Zixuan turned his head and asked Yu He: "Do you remember what happened when you were a child?"

Yu He smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's been too long, I've already forgotten all about it."

Sometimes Yu He can't even remember how many years he has lived.First in Penglai, and then in Immortal Realm to live with fellow Taoists.Drinking and playing chess with a group of friends every day, I can't feel the rush of time at all.

"Then let's not be so busy looking back on our childhood." Mother Feng smiled, "Let's think about the future and talk about the things I want to do the most in the future."

There are only three words in Yu He's mind - Feng Zixuan.