The cold moon was desolate and the night wind was chilly. Zhang Dai, who left Cangou Jiuxiang and walked towards the canal, suddenly sighed: "Today I don't know that it is a sin to have sex with a prostitute."

Wang Binglin smiled and said, "It's not too late to atone for your sins now."

Zhang Dai smiled and said: "There are too many people, and I can't redeem them."

Zhang Yuandao said: "Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, three religions and nine schools, each have their own way of living. It would be good to have such a peaceful life."

Walking through the Linhe Market, Zhang Yuan saw a leather boots shop with lights on. Remembering something, he went in and bought a pair of medium-sized leather boots. Wu Ling looked at them and asked, "Master, did you buy these for Sister Zhenzhen?"

Zhang Yuan said "Hmm". The heels of Mu Zhenzhen's winter felt boots were worn out. Even if the fallen girl had money, she would not buy new ones unless she couldn't wear them anymore.

give up.

Approaching the canal, Qi Biaojia suddenly said: "It's snowing again."

Zhang Yuan immediately felt the fine snow falling on his face. This was the snow from Jiangbei.

…

The next morning, Zhang Yuan woke up. It was already very bright outside the cabin. Mu Zhenzhen was combing her hair. Her clothes were clean and newly put on. This winter coat was given to her by Zhang's mother Lu Shi when she left Shanyin this time.

Mu Zhen was really reluctant to put it on, so he put it on today. Seeing Zhang Yuan wake up, the girl with blue eyes looked back and said with a smile: "Master, it's still early, the snow is reflecting the light."

Zhang Yuan asked: "Did it snow heavily last night?" He sat up and looked at the gap in the awning window, and sure enough he saw a vast expanse of white on the shore——

Mu Zhenzhen hurriedly took a long coat and put it on him, saying, "It's colder today than yesterday. Master, don't freeze."

Mu Zhenzhen held the long coat with both hands and wrapped it around Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan held her hand, feeling a little cold, and asked: "Zhenzhen, why are you wearing new clothes today?"

Mu Zhenzhen's eyes averted: "It's getting cold, Master."

Zhang Yuandao: "I remember the sixth day of winter the year before last, and the sixth day of winter last year. I really put on new clothes that I couldn't bear to wear. Why? Is the sixth day of winter a good day?"

"Ah." Mu Zhen really didn't expect the young master to be so attentive and even notice such a trivial matter. His fair cheeks were flushed and he stuttered a little: "My maid just likes to wear new clothes on this day."

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand to caress Mu Zhenzhen's cheek, changed the subject and said, "Zhenzhen's complexion is so healthy, just like our Sanyin rice-tube melon."

The skin of the rice-tube melon is not pink, but as smooth and firm as white porcelain——

Mu Zhenzhen lowered his head and smiled: "The rice tube melon doesn't taste good when eaten raw. It has to be sliced ​​and fried in oil."

Zhang Yuan said: "I don't believe it, I always eat it raw." As he said this, he held the girl's cheek, kissed her red lips, and bared his white teeth as if to bite——

Mu Zhenzhen shrank down and smiled. Seeing Zhang Yuan pressing on top of her, she quickly whispered: "Master, Xiao Wu and Laifu are over there."

Zhang Yuan's cabin is larger. Mu Zhenzhen and Zhang Yuan sleep inside the cabin, while Wu Ling and Laifu sleep outside, separated by a screen——

Zhang Yuan felt the elasticity of the girl's body and said in her ear: "Zhenzhen, today is your birthday."

Mu Zhenzhen became silent, softened, hugged Zhang Yuan with both hands, and called out: "Master." He sobbed. In this world, except for her father Mu Jingyan, only Zhang Yuan remembered her birthday, and she

She never mentioned her birthday to Zhang Yuan——

Zhang Yuan sat upright, put on his robe, and said with a smile: "I guess things like a god, you really can't hide them from me."

Mu Zhenzhen helped him tie his belt and responded happily: "Yes, the young master is a good calculator, even better than the people from Qingmoshan on Cross Street."

Zhang Yuandao said: "The man from Qingmo Mountain is not a fortune teller. He is just trying to make money by making fortunes. He doesn't seem to have opened a fortune-telling shop on the cross street anymore. Maybe the business is not good and he has gone back to the mountains to farm."

He took out the pair of cowhide boots from the side of the mattress: "I bought these at the Linhe store last night. You can try them on and change them if they don't fit. This is my birthday gift to you. I originally planned to meet you today."

You went to buy it together."

Mu Zhenzhen's heart was jumping with joy, but he said: "But Master, I am a degraded citizen and cannot wear leather boots."

Zhang Yuandao: "There are not so many rules, so hurry up and put it on." He thought to himself: "Nowadays, the luxurious houses of merchants exceed the regulations of first-class officials, the eunuchs all wear Yishan crowns, and Nurhaci is about to found a country. There is no point in worrying about these levels."

Mu Zhenzhen put it on as instructed, walked back and forth a few steps, lightly stamped her feet, and said happily: "Master, it fits very well, thank you very much, Master." He came over to comb Zhang Yuan's bun and put on his hat, and said at the same time: "My mother gave birth to me.

It was on such a snowy day that my father rushed back. When he saw that my lips were black from the cold, he opened his arms and hugged me close to my body, so that I didn't freeze to death. My mother contracted the cold during confinement.

He passed away within a few years——"

…

At the beginning of the year, Ruan Dacheng and Zhou Menong returned from having sex with prostitutes in Cangou Nine Lanes. Zhou Menong said with satisfaction: "The fun last night was better than that of the princes."

Zhang Dai asked: "What is it?"

Zhou Monong said: "There are hundreds of beauties with picky eyes and minds. They regard me as Pan An. I boss them around and pick them at will. No prince or prince would enjoy this."

The boat is in full bloom.

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