Let’s split up if we want to. I have a system, so who should I be afraid of?

The next morning, light shone gently onto Su Panpan's face through the gaps in the lavender curtains.

She slowly opened her eyes, and for a moment she was in a trance, almost thinking that she had returned to modern times.

Then I remembered that this was my first morning in the new house.

She stretched lazily, last night's beautiful dream still lingering in her mind, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

Su Panpan sat up sleepily, and when she looked out the window, she suddenly became awake, her eyes full of surprise.

She shuddered, quickly put on her clothes and left the house.

I saw a silvery white world outside, with snowflakes falling like goose feathers, covering the earth with a thick velvet blanket.

Each snowflake is like a carefully crafted work of art, spinning in the air.

After the surprise, uncontrollable joy welled up in my heart.

She ran into the snow like a child, reached out to catch a few snowflakes, watched them melt quickly in her palms, and felt the coolness.

The sight of falling snowflakes reminded her of the happy times when she played in the snow as a child, and all those forgotten beautiful memories suddenly flooded into her heart.

After a quick wash, she looked around and felt extremely satisfied with the new home she had decorated.

Those new Chinese-style decorations have a unique charm under the light of snow.

Now it was time to go back to the village. After packing up her things, she took a look at this warm new home, gently closed the door, and locked the yard gate.

Snowflakes fell on her shoulders, disappearing in an instant, leaving a little wetness.

There were fewer people at the market than usual, and everyone was busy clearing the snow in front of their homes.

She bought some food, wrapped it in cloth and put it in a basket.

Then he hailed a carriage on the street. The driver, wearing a thick hat, was brushing the snow off the horse's back.

The price was agreed upon, ten cents.

Snowflakes fell on the roof of the carriage, making a slight rustling sound.

The wheels of the carriage pressed on the snow, making a "crunching" sound.

The driver sat in the front, waving the whip from time to time and shouting to make the horse maintain a steady pace on the somewhat slippery road.

The branches of the trees on the roadside were bent by the snow.

Occasionally, you can see a few hares running in the snow. Their jumping figures are particularly conspicuous in the white, leaving behind a string of small footprints, which are soon covered by new snow.

The mountains in the distance are rolling and blend into the white sky, with only faint outlines visible, like an impressionistic ink painting.

The cold wind blew, carrying snowflakes in through the gaps in the car window. Su Panpan wrapped her clothes tightly around herself.

We also saw "odd jobs" clearing snow on the main road.

When you are almost at the village, you can see the old tree at the entrance of the village. It is also covered with snow at this time, like a guard wearing a white cloak.

There were a few children at the entrance of the village making snowmen and having snowball fights. Their laughter could be heard from far away, adding a bit of vitality to this cold winter day.

Some of the snow on the roof slid down, revealing the black tiles.

Smoke rose from the chimneys as the villagers made fires to cook. The smoke slowly drifted away in the breeze, blending with the scent of snow, forming a unique smell of fireworks that belonged to the countryside.

In winter, Huaxi Village is covered with snow, like a world wrapped in silver.

Qin Mu was walking back from Old Man Liu's house in the village.

It turned out that when he was in the vegetable garden, he saw Old Man Liu bought two baskets of charcoal from another family and was carrying them with great difficulty, so he hurried forward to help and carried the charcoal all the way back to Old Man Liu's house.

Old Man Liu invited him to have lunch, but Qin Mu didn't want to cause trouble, so he refused and hurried home.

Xue Yao, wearing a slightly thin red cotton coat, hid aside, watching Qin Mu approaching.

She waited for the right moment and pretended to fall by the side of the road, causing the basket to fall to the side and the contents to scatter all over the ground.

"Ouch!" Xue Yao cried out softly, but a trace of calculation flashed in her eyes.

Qin Mu heard the sound and ran over quickly, "Are you okay?"

He reached out to help Xue Yao up.

Xue Yao took Qin Mu's arm and leaned against him. "I think I sprained my ankle. It hurts."

Qin Mu frowned, "Then I'll take you home."

Xue Yao was secretly delighted, but she said, "I'm in so much pain right now, I can't walk. Can you sit here for a while?"

Xue Yao kept looking at Qin Mu with pitiful eyes.

She was making a wishful calculation in her mind, to see if Qin Mu would take off his clothes to keep her warm because she was wearing so little.

Qin Mu nodded and agreed to let her rest there.

Then he asked doubtfully, "Why are you going out wearing so little? Are you really cold?"

Qin Mu's words almost made her vomit blood.

She had originally planned that if Qin Mu took off his clothes to keep her warm, she would definitely show off everywhere so that everyone in the village could see it.

But she didn't know that this guy was such a stupid donkey who didn't understand romance, and he almost pissed her off to death.

She still pretended to be weak and pitiful on the surface, tears welling up in her eyes, "I... I didn't expect it to be so cold when I went out. I thought I would be able to go back soon."

As he spoke, he trembled slightly, trying to arouse more sympathy from Qin Mu.

Qin Mu frowned and said, "Then wait here for a while. I'll find you something to keep warm."

After saying that, he walked towards the nearby pile of firewood.

Xue Yao gritted her teeth in anger, but there was nothing she could do but watch Qin Mu leave.

After a while, Qin Mu came back with some dry grass and branches, took out a tinderbox and started a small fire on the side of the road.

"Come and warm yourself by the fire first."

Although Xue Yao was dissatisfied, she still moved closer to the fire and said coquettishly, "Qin Mu, you are such a good person. If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would do."

Xue Yao took one look and came up with a plan.

She suddenly moved closer to the fire, pretending to be accidentally smoked, and started coughing, crying, "Qin Mu, this smoke is too choking, I feel so uncomfortable, please hug me."

As he said that, he pretended to avoid the smoke and pounced on Qin Mu.

Qin Mu looked embarrassed and quickly dodged.

Just then, Su Panpan passed by here on her way back to the village. Thinking that it was not far from home, she paid the money and got off the carriage.

She saw through Xue Yao's trick at a glance and walked forward quickly.

"Hey, what's going on?" Su Panpan asked.

As the rumors say, his work style is indeed bad.

Qin Mu answered loudly and joyfully, "Mom, why are you back? Xue Yao fell and sprained her ankle."

"Xue Yao, you really are good at pretending."

Xue Yao looked at Su Panpan aggrievedly, "Aunt Su, I'm really upset. Qin Mu is just helping me."

Su Panpan sneered, "Help you? I think you did it on purpose. You go out in such little clothing in the middle of winter, and you're making such a scene. Do you think everyone is stupid?"

A trace of resentment flashed in Xue Yao's eyes, but she immediately burst into tears. "Aunt Su, how could you say that to me? I really fell accidentally, and my foot still hurts."

Su Panpan sneered, "Really? Then let me take a look."