rain dream lonely city

As the days approached, the weather was getting colder and colder.

Bai Yixun woke up, put on a thick fox fur fur, and put on rabbit fur gloves. His body seemed to be very afraid of the cold, and he wore most winter clothes.

The snow at the door had been swept away by the servants, and the ground was a little slippery. When Bai Yixun walked out of the door, the cold breath was still eroding into his body.

Even though he was wearing gloves, Bai Yixun's hands were icy cold, with large and small bruises, new and old.

He has been carving wood for the past few days, probably because he was too impatient, all of them were failures, and the scrapped wood was thrown into the woodshed when the maid cleaned it, and piled up into a hill.

The second brother didn't come over any more, probably because he didn't want to see himself like this.

Bai Yixun let out a puff of steam, trying to bring some warmth to his already numb hands.

He wanted to rest today, but he couldn't do well all the time, and he already wanted to shrink back.Watching the piece of wood in his hand shatter countless times, he couldn't help but want to stop this impossible job. Is this doomed?

Are you destined to leave no trace?

Bai Yixun smiled shallowly, with a little sadness in his smile.

An elderly and stooped figure walked by the corridor. Bai Yixun looked and found that it was Uncle Lin from Jusong Pavilion. Seeing that Uncle Lin also saw him, Bai Yixun greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Lin, How did you come?"

"It's the young master, hehe, I'm old, and my joints hurt this winter. The second young master said that the master has ointment, so let me come to the mansion to get some." Uncle Lin looked at Bai Yixun with a smile. The fall is getting better and better.

"That's it, then Uncle Lin, hurry up, Dad is in Qin Xiaoyuan." Bai Yixun smiled slightly, "I'll go first." After saying that, he turned and went back to the room.

Mother's Qinxiao Garden, Eldest Brother's Cangqiong Garden, Second Brother's Linbo Garden, and her own Luoyu Garden, the names have not changed, and the decoration of the house and Longcheng is similar, probably because Mother is afraid that she will miss Longcheng. Forget it, Bai Yixun shook his head, turned around and closed the door.

I don't know how many years Uncle Lin has worked in Jusong Pavilion. From the appearance, Uncle Lin is probably past his sixtieth year, and joint pain is normal when he is old.

Joint pain, joint, joint... joint!

Bai Yixun frowned angrily, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he is a modern person, how could he forget this?

Joints, if he can't carve a whole person, why don't they come to the head office one by one?

Bai Yixun found several pieces of wood with different shapes, formed a rough human shape, and started again.

Bai Yixun trims, polishes, and carves one by one. This way, the success rate is much higher. Bai Yixun can rest one by one and choose the best one.

Then, according to the method of spherical joint movable dolls, Bai Yixun made some spherical joints, and then spliced ​​the shaped wood one by one, tied them with ropes for reinforcement, and could pose various shapes, and then Bai Yixun I found ink and cinnabar in the study.

This is obviously not enough, Bai Yixun went to the dyeing workshop, bought various dyes and came back, mixed various colors, colored this little man, and then drew the pattern of the clothes and measured them with a ruler I wrote the numbers and handed them to the maids, and gave them a few pieces of silver to make them sew clothes.

Another problem is the hair. Bai Yixun used silk thread and found that it was not good-looking. Finally, he took a dagger and cut off a section of his own hair to make hair for this little man.

(Carp cat: Don’t worry about whether you can really do this....)

The maids in the Bai Mansion are very skillful, and the clothes are made just right, and the remaining money is directly rewarded to them by Bai Yixun.Bai Yixun fixed the hair on the little man's head, and put the clothes made by the maid on the little man.It will be a week after this little man is actually completed.

Bai Yixun let the little man sit on the edge of the table, and he became crazy just looking at it.

The little man was wearing a white undershirt, a blue overshirt, and his long hair was tied up. Bai Yixun had brought a small knife to the blacksmith's shop in the special area, and pinned it to the little man's waist.The little man's sword eyebrows flew slantingly, and there was a heroic spirit between the brows, his eyes were deep, and his lips were slightly pale, like Jingchuan.

Or maybe it doesn't look like it, it's because I miss him too much, so I see the villain as him.

Bai Yixun smiled slightly, sat on the bed, worked for several days, and now that it was finished, unexpectedly, for some reason, a strong sense of tiredness came over him.

Bai Yixun lay sideways on the bed, looking at the little figure on the table, he felt very satisfied, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep like this.

Bai Haoqi hadn't seen Bai Yixun for a few days. He knew that Xun'er was not in a good condition at the moment. Seeing Xun'er for the past few days, he even forgot to eat and sleep. He stayed in the room for the first three days, and then went out to buy a lot of things. Even Luo Yu Yuan's maids were all assigned to do something, he asked, and said they made some small clothes.

Small clothes?What is it for?

Bai Haoqi still went to find Bai Yixun, stood outside the door and knocked, but there was no sound from inside. Bai Haoqi knew that Xun'er hadn't gone out today, so he felt anxious and pushed the door open.

Seeing Xun'er sleeping on the bed with his clothes on, Bai Haoqi felt relieved, walked over and pulled the quilt on the bed to cover Xun'er.

It was still twenty-ninth, and it was very cold even with the charcoal fire burning in the room, looking at Xun'er's little face was already a little pale from the cold.

Looking around, the ground was full of discarded pieces of wood, and then, Bai Haoqi's gaze was attracted by the little figure on the table.

He could tell right away that the little man was Jing Chuan.