Bianshanhan [farming]

On the night before the auspicious day, a group of children pressed the top of the kang, Su Yuanbao was lying in the middle, and on the left and right were a group of girls and boys from the Li family.

These children usually wear everything, but today they are all wearing new clothes. The new clothes are good, but they can't just wipe their noses with their sleeves. The children can only wipe their noses with their handkerchiefs unaccustomed, awkward.

Li Qingwen hugged Zhou Zhenzhen, the little girl would cry and lift the roof of the house when she couldn't see anyone else, and the busy aunt came in from time to time to tell them to be careful, don't make the kang collapse.

Li Zhengyan had had enough trouble, she looked at Li Qingwen with a blushing face and said, "Uncle, when will you marry a daughter-in-law and come back to warm the bed?"

"I have no shortage of warm quilts." Even this niece is a little kid, afraid that she will draw some red lines for him, Li Qingwen solemnly said: "I will be with you, Uncle Jiang, and I don't need to marry a wife."

Li Zhengyan nodded vaguely, "I've heard about this. You two have a good relationship, so you can save yourself trouble."

As soon as she said it, the little girl covered her mouth. Li Qingwen pinched the tied hair on her head and asked, "Why, who upset you these days?"

Li Zhengyan shook his head, leaned closer to Li Qingwen's ear, and said, "It's not that I'm unhappy, the grandmas in the village gathered around and said what about getting married or not, my ears are almost getting callused..."

Li Qingwen smiled after hearing what this little grown-up said, he's such a cute guy.

The uncle and nephew were whispering, the door opened again with a "squeak", and the loaches on the kang stopped jumping, and pretended to lie there honestly, concentrating on pressing the kang.

But it wasn't grandma with a loud voice that came in, but Jiang Cong with snowflakes on her shoulders.

Li Zhengyan's small eyes were sharp, revealing a sweet dimple, and said loudly: "Uncle, the person who warms your bed is here!"

Li Qingwen turned his head and saw the person at the door with a bright smile in his eyes, "Brother!"

Jiang Cong walked over a few steps, because he had just come back from the outside, he was covered with wind and cold, and he was not close to him. The red candle as thick as an arm on the table was burning brightly, reflecting his eyes shining brightly.

Jiang Shi came in after Jiang Cong. She took Zhen Zhen from Li Qingwen's arms, brought Jiang Cong's new clothes, and told him to change quickly.

Leaving the house, the two of them pulled their hands together, and the red lanterns outside the door were lit, which illuminated Li Qingwen's brows and eyes reddened, and they walked side by side into the camp, where they used to live, washed and changed their clothes.

Li Qingwen had finished it a long time ago. He sat by the kang and waited. Jiang Cong was washing his face in the outer room. Swipe up and down.

After exchanging a lingering light kiss, Jiang Cong said, "It's brother who came back late. Is it too cold for Zier to sleep?"

After speaking, he stroked Li Qingwen's fingers carefully, really warming his hands with all his heart.

Li Qingwen took the opportunity to take two deep breaths, looked at him resentfully, and accused the person in front of him of taking a child's words seriously.

Because today is Li Qinghong's big day, even if the two of them want to stay for a while, they have to remember the important things first, and after packing up, hurry to the village.

The people from Dali Temple immediately interrogated several exiled prisoners after they arrived in the border town. Their colleagues knew that Li's family had a happy event, so they urged Li Qingzhuo to go back early.

When Li Qingzhuo arrived home, he immediately took a bath and changed his clothes. After Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong arrived, they followed the family members to greet the relatives.

There are a few miles between the camp and the new city, and it feels quite far away in winter, but the sound of the suona blowing and beating can be heard far away, and there are hordes of chariots and horses, and the procession of welcoming relatives has trampled down the snow.

Li Qinghong wore a red wedding dress and rode in front on a tall horse. Behind him were the four brothers Li Qingrui, Li Qingzhuo, Li Qingfeng and Li Qingwen. Next to Li Qingwen was Jiang Cong, whose horses rubbed against each other.

There were too many people, Li Qingwen didn't squeeze into the room, and saw the third brother carrying the bride out, and then everyone turned their horses and walked back.

After picking up the bride, the people who played and played became even more energetic. The Lu family followed a few aunts, and the rest of the people watched the wedding procession leave. Raw people are so nice.

Lu Xueming said: "Accumulated stones are like jade, and pine trees are like emerald."

He, Li Qingzhuo and Li Qingwen were all classmates, and they met more often in the capital, knowing that they were all sincere people, and he couldn't be more relieved that his sister married into the Li family.

Welcoming people back and starting worship, the people inside sang, and those watching the excitement outside yelled. There were three layers of people around, and only those wearing new shoes dared not squeeze in.

After worshiping, the girls and boys on the kang had had enough of rolling, and obediently received a bag of candy and happy money, went outside, and started running happily.

Then there was the wedding banquet, many guests came, not to mention people from other villages, Zhou Fengnian and the others, the Li family brothers, Jiang Cong, Qi Min and Ma Yongjiang were all greeting the guests.

Chen's heart felt sorry for Li Qingzhuo and Jiang Cong, knowing that they had hurried back, she pushed them to lie down for a while, the wedding banquet was busy until night, and worried that they would be too tired.

Both of them shook their heads and said it was okay, so she could rest assured.

Li Qingwen went into the house to pack melon seeds, but he didn't see Zhou Zhenzhen for a long time, he looked around anxiously, Li Qingfeng called him to stop, pointed to his chest, "It's here."

Li Qingwen peeled off fourth brother's bulging leather jacket, and saw Zhou Zhenzhen lying obediently inside, bound by two large and soft cloths, unable to move, her eyes and nose were red, she looked like she had lost her temper just now.

The children who were pressing the kang ran away, Zhou Zhenzhen kept crying, her voice became hoarse, Jiang Shi couldn't coax her well, Li Qingfeng didn't know what method she used to make the little girl stop, and then tied her to her body .

Li Qingfeng has been the king of children in Yangshu Village since he was a child, and as he grows older, his deterrent power has not weakened at all. Now that the juniors in the village mention what happened to him back then, all the bare-bottomed children will unconsciously walk around him.

But after he met Zhou Zhenzhen, the big one and the small one even fought to a tie. According to Li Zhengliang's eloquent statement, they fought many times. high and low.

Li Qingwen didn't really believe this at first, but when he returned to the border town this time, he was really shocked to see Zhou Zhenzhen glaring at people. His expression was exactly the same as that of the fourth brother. I won't learn it like this.

When the third brother got married, Li Qingwen naturally wanted to accompany him in the wine. Previously, everyone cared about his health and didn't let him drink.

After drinking for three rounds, many people forgot about this, and bluntly said that the two brothers were promising. They used to dig food from the soil, but now they ate official meals, earning face for the old ancestors of the Li family. If Zongruo knew about it, he would not be overjoyed.

While talking, the wine was poured.

After a few drinks, Li Qingwen's eyes began to straighten, he didn't talk or make trouble, and sat obediently, even though he was very slow in speaking and listening.

At the end of the banquet, Jiang Cong carried Li Qingwen into the camp. The Li family was full of people and there was no place to stand, let alone lie down.

Li Qingwen leaned on his generous shoulders, staring a bit dazed, but not yet completely drunk, holding Jiang Cong's face very close, "Brother, don't, don't move, my eyes are dazzled."

Jiang Cong unbuttoned his coat, "Close your eyes, and I won't move."

Li Qingwen closed his eyes obediently, and as expected, he didn't shake his mouth anymore, and said, "But I won't be able to see you like this."

Seeing that he is still not confused, Jiang Cong laughed, stretched out his hand to pinch his mouth, and gently rubbed his fingertips on the soft place, "Look at what I am doing, don't you already have the beauty you have dreamed of?"

Hearing the word "beauty", Li Qingwen turned around and began to play dead skillfully.

He has been teased too much, and he hasn't practiced his thick skin yet.

Jiang Cong was not in a hurry, and said quietly: "A letter came from home. Uncle Jiang asked if Zaier has a girl he likes. Let me not delay you and make you a good couple."

Not surprisingly, Li Qingwen's poems and fuss were spread to Hongzhou. Ma Yongjiang's father even asked someone to write them and framed them at home, saying that the good literary talents of Li Qingzhuo and Li Qingwen would also make the elm bumps in the family Opened up, read the book for two years and didn't even recognize a hundred characters, it's really embarrassing.

The families in Hongzhou had money, so they sent all their children to study. The children learned the meaning of the poem and fu from their master, and then Li Qingwen fell in love with a beautiful woman, and the story of missing and reminiscing spread to the Jiang family and his family. in the ears.

After thinking about it, the Jiang family wrote a letter to their son.

Because his clothes were ripped off, Li Qingwen had to turn around. Before he could explain, his mouth was blocked, and then he was "tortured". After being tortured, his voice became hoarse, and when he had a chance to speak, He angrily didn't want to talk anymore.

He knew that Jiang Cong did it on purpose.

However, this time Li Qingwen was really tired, so he rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

Jiang Cong went back and sent back the drunk guests one by one. It was cold at this time, if he passed out drunk in the snow and fell asleep, it would be fatal.

Li Qingzhuo drank a lot of wine, but he didn't show it on his face, and he even spoke fluently when talking with others. He rarely drank like this at home, and even Chen Shi and Jiang Shi didn't realize that he was actually deeply drunk.

Today is a great day, everyone is happy, everyone in the Li family drank less, Li Maoxian and Li Qingrui were helped into the house by Jiang Cong and Qi Min early, Li Qingfeng still remembered to send Zhou Zhenzhen back, and sent her to Zhou Zhenzhen safely. At Yao's side, he was too wobbly to walk, just leaning against the wall like that.

Zhou Yao was particularly disgusted by the smell of alcohol, so she asked someone to call two officers and soldiers over, and carried Li Qingfeng away.

It was already late at night when the Li family was packed up, and Jiang Cong returned to the camp.

On the warm kang, Li Qingwen was sleeping deeply. After Jiang Cong lay down, he looked at the peaceful sleeping face close at hand, and pulled him closer.

When it was almost dawn, the wind started to blow, and the doors and windows were rattling non-stop. It was suddenly much colder outside, and the people in the bed cuddled closer together.

Although Li Maoxian was very dizzy, he still got up when he heard the noise. He was afraid that the stable and the sheepfolds were not covered properly, and the foal and lamb would not be able to stand it.

Chen was worried about him, so she put on thick clothes and followed him out.

The lantern they were carrying was swayed here and there, and the candlelight inside was extinguished. Although the moon was not bright enough, they were familiar with the inside and outside of their yard, so they groped in the dark to check it out.

But a quarter of an hour later, the knife-like wind pierced through the neckline and cuffs, and the old couple was icy cold all over their bodies, so they hurried back carrying the dark lanterns.

It was also strange, the wind came and went quickly, and when the cock crowed, the noise slowly stopped.

Children are the most energetic. As soon as they get out of bed and put on clothes, they are most sluggish, and they will immediately jump up and down.

Li Qingwen woke up to the chirping sound, Jiang Cong got up early at this time, and before leaving, he said that he was going to receive people from the capital to investigate something.

Li Qingwen slowly took out the clothes covered under the quilt at the bottom of his feet, and put them on with his eyes half closed.

Just as Li Qingwen was kicking on his shoes, Su Yuanbao came in carrying a hockey puck. The puck was round, with green leaves on the wall, and was hollow inside, passed through by a hemp rope, and tied to a wooden stick.

The verdant leaves are completely frozen in the ice, and when the outside is white, this green is particularly conspicuous.

I don't know how long they've been quarreling outside, Su Yuanbao's nose turned red from the cold, Li Qingwen clasped his hands on his face, and was immediately shivered by the ice.

Seeing that Su Yuanbao was coaxed by such a small thing, Li Qingwen was very happy, so he decided to make something better, after all, he really had nothing to do now.

Got up and ran to the front quickly, had a meal with the family, greeted the third sister-in-law, and then Li Qingwen found oil paper and went to the camp.

Lao Xingtou has a skill, that is, he can use several sorghum poles to build up each other, and the edges of the paper are sandwiched to form a shallow dish.

Three or five pieces of paper can be made into a paper plate. Although Lao Xing's hands were slightly deformed due to fatigue, he moved quickly. In a sheltered place, rows of paper plates were quickly made.

Li Qingwen went to the riverside with a shovel and a bag, found a place at random, shoveled off the snow on it, then took off his gloves, pulled the small branches and leaves of various sizes underneath, and picked out all of them that were in good shape. Put it away.

These things will be retting by the melted snow next year, and then slowly become the nourishment of the land after being blown by wind and rain.

Not long after his hands were exposed, his fingertips became numb from the cold. Li Qingwen lowered his head and trotted back.

Li Qingwen poured cold water into the paper basin, stopped when it was as thick as two knuckles, and then put the twigs that had just been pulled out one by one, because they needed to be placed in a shape, and the hands had to be adjusted when placing them Due to the location, you will inevitably touch the water, and when the wind blows, your hands will be cold to your heart.

The waterproofness of oil paper is not complete. Although there are several layers, it will still penetrate, but it will be very slow. It will be fine to freeze before the penetration is complete.

"What is this?" Xu Qingyuan's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Li Qingwen didn't look back, and said: "This is an old tree, these are the dark branches, and the white ones are the birds standing on the branches."

Xu Qingyuan took two steps to the side, and looked carefully, but he still couldn't see that it was a tree. He was silent for a while, but couldn't help saying: "This looks more like a pile of firewood."

Li Qingwen: "..."

Because of self-knowledge, Li Qingwen stepped aside, Xu Qingyuan squatted down, took a piece of sorghum stalk that was not in use, moved a few branches in the water, and then pulled the flying "bird" back.

Li Qingwen also looked at it carefully, and didn't see any difference from the one he just placed, it's just that the trunk is straighter, and the branches and leaves are more subtle...

Next, they continued to pour water into other plates, and then put the red leaves into the water according to their sizes. Old Xingtou also took out the chrysanthemum tea he had brewed, and the flowers that had been fully soaked also came out. Place on a plate, avoiding the patterns and flowers, and soak a twine in water.

It was just something to coax children to play with, but Xu Qingyuan became more and more serious. Li Qingwen went to Zhou Yao and asked her for some roots, stems and leaves of medicinal materials in various colors for Mr. Xu to enjoy.

Li Qingwen was not idle either, he found some unused wooden barrels, cups, and bowls, put the small ones inside the big ones, and then filled the space between the two. Into a pale yellow, the red berry juice can be stained red before pouring begins.

Because the children went to the new city to play, they were not disturbed by them, and a few people made it very quickly, and the front of the eaves was almost full.

The consequence was that Li Qingwen and Xu Qingyuan's hands started to itch from the cold, and they didn't dare to leave, so they stayed here. Xu Qingyuan saw that the wind had blown the things out of shape in the water, so he fixed them again. Li Qingwen watched, and the village The kids don't know what it's for and will pour the water out of buckets and bowls.

The two waited until their stomachs growled, and took turns entering the room to eat two steamed buns.

Well, the weather is cold, and ice scum forms in the water in the plate. With these ice slags, the leaves and the like will not be easily blown. Li Zhengliang and others, who came back from playing, patted their chests and said that they would not move around. Finally able to enter the house and warm up.

After tossing for almost a day, after dark, these things were finally frozen solid.

Carrying lanterns, they peeled off the oiled paper, and inside the crystal clear ice tray, it seemed to become a small world, with vigorous old trees and tired old crows, colorful falling red leaves in autumn, and blooming Blossoming chrysanthemums, and a green corner under Cangshan Mountain...

Not to mention Li Qingwen, even Su Shuqing and others who came to join in the fun were all amazed.

Knocking and beating, the ice shells, big and small, were removed. Li Qingwen lit candles inside, and the cold cover with a light color, under the reflection of the ice layer, gave off magnificent and colorful light.

Rows of ice lanterns lit up, and the colorful colors illuminated this small ice and snow world.

The children were attracted, screaming strangely one by one. Su Yuanbao stared intently at the flickering lights, holding Li Qingwen with one hand and his little uncle with the other.