The first snow fell quietly in Sijiu City when no one was careful, and it made Sijiu City covered in silver overnight.

Regardless of the rich and poor, let alone the noble and the low, any child is happy to see the first snowfall every year.

He was busy putting on thick and warm clothes, and putting a new and old hat on his head, and the children rushed into the snow with joy. In just half a while, all kinds of snowmen were piled up. A group of children were pinching snowballs, playing snowball fights, and screaming and laughing made Sijiu City lively!

In the Huozheng Gate, the little apprentices finished their small structures as they used to do, and then went to the two masters to recite some simple beast-taught songs. They immediately jumped high into the spacious second-entry yard, yelling and laughing, and piled up snowmen.

Just a few days ago, the Huozhengmen was seriously injured because of Xiangyou. The trouble was so sad that the adults were filial. There was a sensation under their feet when they were in the aisle, for fear that the noise caused the Xiangyoubao to recover from the illness. The heart was even more heavy as if it was pressed on a big stone, which really made people breathe.

But since that day, a bunch of teachers in the hall rushed to Xiangyoubao's house, and Xiahou Yinghe rushed to the Yingheyuan and took some injections back. Xiangyoubao's body bones were getting better day by day. On the seventh day, Jiuhou'er could already help him with him and take a few steps. Although the foot was still as soft as if he had stepped on cotton, he finally had a little blood on his face. The energy he was talking became fuller day by day!

Seeing Xiang Youbao getting better day by day, the head of the Huozhengmen came up to Master Na Jiu and several masters in the museum, all of them were smiling, not to mention those little apprentices who didn't know how to hide things at all.

In previous years, when these little disciples who lived in dilapidated temples saw it snowing, they almost had to be ready to see a few younger brothers who could not survive this winter. But now they can eat and wear warmly and learn a skill. Isn’t it easy to taste this? How could they not dare to play snowmen and snowball fights in previous years, and relax their minds that have been bored for so long?

Seeing the little brothers around him jumping on the high ground to build snowmen and play snowball fights, Jiuhouer didn't participate. Instead, after memorizing the song of taming animals in the Huozhengmen, he immediately got into the kitchen. In a short while, he sneaked into the house where Xiang Youbao lived.

I haven't seen Xiang Youbao in one night, and Xiang Youbao's complexion looks much better. After all, he is the body of a martial artist, and he is young and strong, and has a good bottom. Xiang Youbao can already eat some oily food at this time, and he no longer has to take the rice soup mixed with brown sugar to swear his life.

Just as he saw Jiuhouer crawling into his room, Xiang Youbao, who was half lying on the kang, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and shouted at Jiuhouer: "My Master Jiuhouer, have you got me the thing I want?"

Turning his head and lifting the curtain to look out, Jiuhouer then reached out to take out a small oil-paper bag from his arms: "It's worth it! I quietly walked out from the back corner door last night. I grabbed the elbow that I bought for you at the stall where the casserole house closed the door and closed the fire. When I saw smooth sand falling from the sky, I knew it would definitely snow. I put this elbow on the wall and frozen it all night! I just baked it for you in the kitchen, and it was still so oily. It smelled so good!"

With a smile on his eyebrows, he took the oil paper bag handed over by Jiuhouer. Xiang Youbao teared the oil paper bag and smiled happily at Jiuhouer, "I have been thinking about this! Just these days, every day, I am the life of brown sugar rice soup. The one who sees some oil is a drop of sesame oil in the radish, and the birds are fading out of my mouth."

Before Xiang Youbao could squeeze the elbow into his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. On the side of the door curtain, Nalan had already walked into the room with a large flower-ceramic bowl, and pointed at Xiang Youbao with a green onion finger, and shouted in a sweet voice: "I think you dare to eat it?"

Her arms froze, Xiang Youbao turned her eyes to Nalan, who was standing at the door, with her face full of embarrassment and embarrassment that Xiao'er was caught on the spot while eating.

He walked to the side of the kang where Xiang Youbao was half lying. Nalan snatched the elbow in Xiang Youbao's hand, and put the big flower porcelain bowl in his hand on the small kang table. He turned his hand and grabbed Jiu Houer's ear: "Are you really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant?! You just got to know this, so you followed him to deceive and make a fool of yourself?! I didn't listen to what your sister Yinghe said - your senior brother Xiang can only see a little oil in the past half month, and you must not eat big meat!"

Nalan held his ear and twisted it for half a circle. One of Jiuhou'er's ears suddenly turned red, but he shouted and begged for mercy: "Senior sister, I dare not do it. You let go. Oh, I'm going to tell you to twist it off."

Taking advantage of the stall where Nalan taught Jiuhou'er a lesson, she reached out to pinch two elbows like lightning, and swallowed them whole like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. Then she quickly lay down on the kang halfway and looked disappointed and pitiful.

He raised his hand and pushed Jiuhouer, who was constantly shouting and begging for mercy, out of the house. Nalan turned his head and looked at Xiang Youbao half lying on the kang, and whispered to Xiang Youbao with anger: "And you! You're just a little more capable, right? You're still elbows? Why don't you ask Jiuhouer to get a roast duck for you Quanjude?!"

Looking pitifully at Nalan with wide eyes and wide eyebrows, Xiang Youbao grunted and replied to Nalan: "I want to come too. Even if it's hard to take care of it, I'm afraid you'll be asked to catch it."

He looked at Xiang Youbao's seemingly pitiful look with anger and funny look. Nalan gently bit her lip and stomped her feet slightly: "If you want to steal food, wipe your mouth clean! Look at your mouth with oily mouth."

While saying that, Nalan walked to the small kang table and pointed at the big flower porcelain bowl he had just brought in: "Ma Liuer ate while it's hot!"

He sniffed slightly. Xiang Youbao suddenly became energetic: "Who. Fine chopped green onion noodles? This noodles are rolled so thin and evenly, it's as thin as your hair in junior sister."

He grabbed the chopsticks placed on the large bowl of flower porcelain. Ying You Leopard stretched out the chopsticks and gently picked them up, but picked up two boiled eggs from under the thin noodles.

He stretched out his mouth and sipped the noodle soup. Xiang Youbao nodded with satisfaction: "Just as my junior sister's cooking skills, let alone in the Huozhengmen, it is even more expensive to compare the food made in the restaurant outside, and it is also a great deal! This taste is authentic!"

Seeing Xiang Youbao eating the noodles he had just prepared, Nalan quickly whispered to Xiang Youbao: "You should be slow. There are still some in the kitchen, and I will serve you if it isn't enough!"

With his head on his chair, Xiang Youbao smiled at Nalan vaguely and said, "That's about it! I said to junior sister, why do you think that uncle and the others seem to have something to do in the past two days? Is there something else in the door?"

Before Xiang Youbao could finish his words, Nalan glared at Xiang Youbao: "Eat your meal steadily! There are so many people in the Huozheng Gate, and you will still open it!"

He swallowed the noodles in his mouth hard, but Xiang Youbao shook his head at Nalan repeatedly: "I know junior sister, you are afraid that I will be thinking about things and delaying my recovery. But if you hide it from me like this, wouldn't I have to think about it yourself? It will also delay my recovery, right?"

He frowned slightly. Nalan hesitated for a moment before whispering to Xiang Youbao: "You actually know this. It's Han Liangpin, who is unknown and Nan Muen, who is not my master, who has asked someone to take a break from a shop diagonally opposite our hall. I guess he really wants to open a stage with us!"

Blinking her eyes, Xiang Youbao thought for a while, and then said to Nalan: "Did the loach I was looking for on the overpass last time? Did you find Han Liangpin's way?"

Shaking his head gently, Nalan Ban sat on the edge of the kang, peeling a few purple-skinned garlic pinched in his fingers for Xiang Youbao. While whispering to Xiang Youbao, he said to Xiang Youbao: "Yan Master Yan has gone to find Yan Niu, but the sneaky figures under Yan Niu's hands said. Han Liangpin's house was very strict and he didn't go out easily (the money asked Han Liangpin's old mother invited in the house, and he only asked about the old man living in the house. He listened to his accent and looked at his usual style, and he looked like a master from a wealthy family in Sijiu City! But he was stuck in the house all day long, and he didn't even eat with Han Liangpin. He was prepared and sent in."

Slowly stretched out the chopsticks and picked up a piece of elbow and stuffed it into his mouth. It looked like a leopard was like concentrating on thinking, and slowly chewing the piece of elbow: "This is a bit wrong. Originally, Han Liangpin and Nan Muen got together, and this matter was exuding evil behavior! In addition, there was a person who was not happy to meet with Han Liangpin in the room. What was the singing of this? Even if you were just working together to make money in a business, there was no rope that was trying to move towards three sides? You were thinking about your own little plan in your heart. Then you should not lose more and more money in this business?"

After throwing a peeled purple-skinned single-headed garlic into the large flower-porcelain bowl held by Xiang Youbao, Nalan seemed to remember something, and responded absent-mindedly to Xiang Youbao, "There is another thing that is also strange! Those who have been in the yard where Han Liangpin lived, some sneaking figures stared at him and chased him. Seeing that the man entered the gate of Jushu, he had not come out for several hours! In theory, no matter how bad the Han Liangpin came from, he could not be linked to the Japanese people in Jushu,?"

He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up another piece of elbow. He looked like a leopard and pondered. The chopsticks in his hand were running like flying. In a moment, he ate all the elbows on the small kang table and a large bowl of noodles he was holding. Then he raised his hand and put the empty flower porcelain bowl back on the table: "I'm thinking about this, and I have to ask my girl! Listening to my uncle, my girl knows a lot of ways in the chrysanthemum club?"

Nodding in agreement, Nalan reached out to hold the empty flower-ceramic bowl, and said to Xiang Youbao: "I think so! Anyway, in half of the time, Sister Yinghe will have to come to see you. You will ask more questions at that time."

Looking at the empty oil-paper bag on the table and then looking at Xiang Youbao's smooth lips, Nalan suddenly became angry and reached out and pinched Xiang Youbao's ears: "Are you really not afraid of death, aren't you?"
Chapter completed!