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The midwinter has come, and the mountains and plains are covered with silver clothes, and the mountains and forests seem to be still, so quiet that people feel that time seems to have paused.

After New Year's Day, Cheng Wanyu originally wanted to stay at home for a while, but because of the sudden arrival of other work, Guan Yunwen asked Cheng Wanyu to come back early to finish his work. Although Cheng Wanyu complained, he still stayed at home that day. Just moved.

On the day when it was snowing in the mountains, Fu Xia wandered around the old house for a long time.

The old house is built in the middle of several mountains, blocking most of the mountain wind, so the snow here is very quiet, and the occasional breeze is not pungent.

Fu Xia raised his head, didn't open an umbrella, and stood in the yard drenched in snow, feeling the cold snow and ice falling on his cheeks, it seemed that this could relieve the pain in his body, and the memory lost because of Cheng Wanyu's absence disturbed.

His hands and feet had already started to become stiff, Fu Xia felt that they were beginning to go numb, and his cheeks and ears were also flushed from the cold.

This kind of masochistic snow appreciation was quickly dragged back into the house after being discovered by the nanny.

Taking off her wet coat, Fu Xia was holding a bowl of ginger tea and drinking, she was not energetic, she didn't want to say a word when Cheng Wanyu was away, no matter how the nanny asked her, she just sat on the sofa blankly, silent Drinking tea.

The little nanny is in her early thirties this year, and she is also very worried when she sees Fu Xia like this, but she can't fly over immediately even if she calls Cheng Wanyu, not to mention that Fu Xia hates electronic devices, so mobile phones are not allowed in this house Come in.

Guazi came in through the small door next to it, which Cheng Wanyu specially opened for Guazi, so that it could come and go freely, and no one was allowed to open the door for it.

Shaking off the snow, the paws covered with muddy melon seeds jumped onto the sofa, rubbed against Fu Xia and began to act like a baby, her little feet stepped on Fu Xia's legs, and two small plum blossom marks were printed.

"Meow--"

Fu Xia came back to his senses, put down the tea bowl and reached out to hug the dirty cat. When the little nanny saw it, Fu Xia was already covered in mud.

"Miss Fu, when you hug the cat, you should check whether it is dirty or not." The little nanny helped Fu Xia undress and said to her, "Why don't you take some medicine and go to rest, I haven't taken the medicine this morning. "

Fu Xia nodded, and took the medicine under the watchful eyes of the babysitter.

"Then you go upstairs to rest. I'll wash the melon seeds. This cat has wandered off somewhere, and rubbed its feet in mud."

Watching the little nanny leave, Fu Xia glanced back at the third floor, instead of going up, he took his coat and prepared to go out.

The snow outside was still falling, but it was already light snow. Fu Xia walked out of the yard, walked through the corridor, and finally stopped in a pavilion where he didn't know where.

There was a stone table in the corner pavilion with a chessboard engraved on it. Fu Xia reached out and touched the imprint engraved on it, and sat beside it.

It seems that he found a very interesting place. After a few days, Fu Xia would sneak out and sit in the corner pavilion every day. The mountain road of the old house is endless, extending to the end of the mountain.

Maybe, staying here will be the first time to see Cheng Wanyu come back.

***

The weather is fine today. For the first time, Mr. Cheng went out to drink tea with old friends and listen to an opera. A new troupe came to the resort at the foot of the mountain. There are fewer and fewer opera troupes these days. As soon as the old man heard about it, he invited a few friends to go there listen to the play.

There are few people drinking tea and listening to the opera, most of them are middle-aged and elderly people. Occasionally, a few young people come in and leave after listening to their voices, so there are fewer and fewer people at the end.

Coming out of the theater troupe, Master Cheng hummed happily while sitting in the car. Uncle Qian drove the car, and hearing the old man's happy humming, he couldn't help laughing and said, "The old man is very happy today."

"Yes." Old Master Cheng smiled and said, "This troupe sings really well, but I don't know when they will come next time."

Uncle Qian said with a smile: "The resort often organizes activities, if you want to come up with it in the future, we will come out more."

Mr. Cheng smiled and seemed very satisfied with today's itinerary.

After returning to the old house, Mrs. Chen came out to greet her, and asked while supporting the old man, "Is today's play good?"

Mr. Cheng told Mrs. Chen what he had just said to Uncle Qian, and the two of them walked towards the backyard while talking.

Passing through the corridor, Mr. Cheng saw a person sitting in the corner pavilion, so he stood there, pointed to the other side and asked, "Who is that?"

Mrs. Chen also looked over, and said to the old man, "Your eyes are really bad. This is Miss Fu. You forgot, she is still recuperating in the old house."

Old Master Cheng let out an 'oh' when he heard Fu Xia's name, stood there and looked at Fu Xia from a distance, and couldn't help but said, "Why did she come here?"

During the one month since Fu Xia came to the old house, Mr. Cheng didn't see her. First, Cheng Wanyu deliberately avoided the old man to let the two of them meet, and third, the old mansion was too big. It's quite difficult, plus Fu Xia is so homely, it's even more difficult to meet.

"It seems to be basking in the sun." Mrs. Chen looked at it and said, "Otherwise, I'll tell her to change to another place. Don't you still have to play chess there?"

"Forget it." Mr. Cheng was in a good mood today, so he waved his hand at Mrs. Chen and said, "Where I can't bask in the sun and play chess, why am I fighting for space with a little girl?"

Mrs. Chen couldn't help joking: "Why is the old man so generous today?"

Old Master Cheng snorted and said, "The whole house is mine. I can bask in the sun wherever I want. Whoever is generous with a little girl is so generous. I just don't want to play chess in Jiaoting today, no way. ?”

"All right, all right, this old house is your home. Wherever you say to bask in the sun, let's go there to bask in the sun." Mrs. Chen smiled and asked, "I'll talk to Miss Fu tomorrow and let her Choose a place where you bask in the sun, how generous you are."

"Spoof." Old Master Cheng knew that Mrs. Chen was teasing him, so he glanced at her and said, "Don't be silly, I don't want to see this girl's film yet."

"You, when will you be able to change your temper?" Mrs. Chen followed him forward, and couldn't help but said, "You don't understand the truth of hurting people in June, if you talk to the young lady in a kind manner , it's not like she won't come to see you once a month at home now, right?"

"Hey, why is your mouth so broken?" Old Master Cheng said angrily, "Is that why Cheng Wanyu doesn't want to see me? It's because I don't want to see her!"

After finishing speaking, Master Cheng remembered and asked Mrs. Chen: "Wan Yu, why don't you take a picture with that girl to bask in the sun, and I haven't seen her these days."

Mrs. Chen said with a smile: "Miss is gone, I heard that she is going to attend some film awards ceremony, it seems that she is asking for something?"

"It's called 'nomination'." Mr. Cheng said disgustedly: "Nominate first, then award, do you understand?"

"I'm just a nanny, how can I know these things?" Mrs. Chen said happily, "But you are quite old, how do you know this?"

Mr. Cheng glared at her and ran away angrily.

Because the weather has been pretty good these few days, Mr. Cheng has been running to the front yard frequently. When Mrs. Chen asked, she stuck her neck and said, "This is my home. I can go for a stroll wherever I want!"

Can you manage it?

Mrs. Chen had no choice but to deal with the old man, so she shook her head and went on to do other things.

But at night, Mrs. Chen told the old man one thing.

"I heard that Miss Fu hasn't been able to sleep well these days, and she's lost a few pounds."

Mr. Cheng was soaking his feet, and he wondered when he heard this: "Didn't the doctor prescribe medicine for her?"

"I heard that it doesn't work very well." Mrs. Chen heated the water for the old man, and said to him, "I remember that you have calming aromatherapy in your room, do you want to send some over there?"

Originally, I thought that the stingy old man would refuse, but after hesitating for a moment, Mr. Cheng said, "Give it to her if she needs it. Anyway, I'm not used to the smell."

Mrs. Chen smiled lightly and did not speak, but pressed the feet of Old Master Cheng.

On the third day, Mrs. Chen went to Fu Xia's small courtyard and sent the incense to Fu Xia.

Fu Xia looked at the box of aromatherapy, looked at Mrs. Chen with some puzzlement, and asked, "What is this?"

"The old man gave it to you." Mrs. Chen said, "He knows that you haven't been sleeping well recently. This is the aromatherapy brought from France. I heard it's quite effective. You put it on when you sleep, and it should have an effect."

Fu Xia shook his head and said, "This looks very expensive, so I don't want it."

Mrs. Chen smiled and said: "You are recuperating here with us. I must have picked up some good ones for you. This is also the old man's wish. The little lady has gone back, and you can't sleep well even if you sleep alone. This thing is useful to you."

Before Fu Xia could speak, Mrs. Chen asked someone to put it away, and Fu Xia could only agree.

Mrs. Chen looked at Fu Xia, and felt that the girl was really beautiful and well-behaved. She looked haggard due to illness during this period, but she was still a very beautiful little girl, so she couldn't help but said: "Actually, the old man is not I really hate you, it's just that he's getting old and can't accept you for a while."

Fu Xia nodded, but didn't know how to speak.

Mrs. Chen watched Fu Xia for a long time, and knew that there was no way she could get on well with Mr. Cheng all of a sudden, but she was not in a hurry, she just said to her: "Isn't the 20th an awards ceremony? We all want to watch it. Don't you want to come with us too?"

Awards ceremony?

Because there is no TV in the villa, if Fu Xia wants to watch the live ceremony, he needs to go to another place to watch it.

Although Fu Xia didn't want to go out, she didn't want to miss the award ceremony, so she nodded and said to Aunt Chen, "Okay."

Mrs. Chen was very happy, and pulled Fu Xia to say something before leaving.

Time passed and it was the day of the awards ceremony. Fu Xia came to the hall early. The hall was very big, just like a small movie theater. The drivers, nannies and cooks who worked in the Cheng family were sitting in the rows. Xia casually found a place to sit and waited for the broadcast to start.

When everyone was chatting lively, they suddenly saw Mrs. Chen coming in, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Master Cheng in a black and gold Tang suit appeared at the door. He glanced at everyone, then sat where he usually sat, drinking tea quietly.

Fu Xia sat in the far corner and felt uncomfortable when he saw the old man coming in, but soon, the huge built-in giant screen TV began to broadcast the live broadcast of the ceremony.

The lights dimmed, and Fu Xia saw the host walk onto the stage, smiled at each other with his partner, and started the award ceremony of the Qinglian Award.