There's something wrong with my master.

"The snow is very thick, and half of your foot will sink."

"It's cold, right?" someone in the crowd asked.

This guy is also Yun Changsheng’s neighbor, and he is a little fat boy.

He looks to be in his early teens.

Being able to eat and become a fat boy in such extremely bad weather is a skill.

But this is the case with some people. Even if they only drink water every day and don't eat, they will still gain weight.

"Yeah, it's a bit cold."

Yun Changsheng remembered that when he was young, he had just climbed Siji Mountain, and the oncoming wind and snow almost freeze him to death...

For ordinary people, the snow on the mountains in all seasons should be very cold.

"So is she wearing a very thick cotton jacket?"

Someone else raised his hand to speak.

"That's not the case." Yun Changsheng replied, "She was wearing a skirt at the time."

After saying that, he explained again.

"She has a very strong inner strength, just like... your Gu clan's Holy Son, she is not afraid of the cold."

As he was talking, a woman in a dress passed by here.

Her skirt was of Gu tribe style, white in color, with intricate patterns on it.

"Just like Elder Miao Sheng."

The woman passing by paused when she heard Yun Changsheng's words.

"Mr. Yun is telling a story again."

She was Miao Sheng, the first high-ranking member of the Gu tribe that Yun Changsheng and the other two met when they first came to the tribe a few days ago.

This girl is not very old.

Just like the Holy Son of the Gu Clan inherited the Holy Gu at a young age.

Miao Sheng also inherited the poisonous insect from his family at a young age.

Her gu can detect lies.

Recently, people often ask her whether the South in Yun Changsheng’s story is real.

So she would come and sit occasionally.

After listening for a few days, she nodded and said, "Really."

At least let's put aside the intrigues, the bloody battles in the martial arts world, and some other ugliness.

The scenery in the south is indeed as beautiful as a fairyland than here.

"oh oh."

When they saw Elder Miao Sheng’s skirt, several boys and girls immediately understood.

They looked at Yun Changsheng who was wrapped in a thick cotton coat and asked.

"Mr. Yun, does your wife always beat you up?"

In their opinion, Yun Changsheng, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, should have very weak martial arts skills.

In the story, Lin Duoduo, who can only wear skirts in heavy snow, must be very strong.

As strong as the elders of the Gu tribe.

"My mother is stronger than my dad. When my dad does something wrong, he will always be beaten."

"Elder Miao Sheng also often beats me..."

As the little fat boy was speaking, he suddenly felt two cold gazes coming from the side and immediately stopped talking.

He was startled and quickly took the stool and sat further away.

"Hmm..." Yun Changsheng pondered for a moment.

When talking about Lin Duoduo, the expressions on his face become much more varied.

No longer having a cold face like before.

But the topic of this little fat boy...

Will he be beaten by Lin Duoduo?

Yun Changsheng recalled carefully and many scenes naturally emerged.

And they are all scenes of being beaten...

For example, one time after touching Lin Duoduo's feet, his inner demon broke out and he wanted to get to the top.

Later, his inner demon was suppressed, but his hands still wanted to travel through mountains and rivers.

Lin Duoduo asked him if he was flirting with her under the pretext of the outbreak of his inner demons.

Yun Changsheng would definitely not admit it and quickly shook his head.

Lin Duoduo asked again, why did he wake up and still not let go.

That day, Yun Changsheng's hands were beaten so hard that they were swollen like pig's trotters...

In addition to that time, there are many other times when I was taught a lesson by Lin Duoduo.

If the end of her life span could not be foreseen at the time, Lin Duoduo's personality might have been even worse if she had been completely let go, and she would have become a complete female devil.

"It seems that the sir was often beaten at the beginning, just like my dad."

Xiaopang looked at Yun Changsheng's expression, looking very experienced.

"Haha, it's true that I get beaten often." Yun Changsheng smiled and admitted it directly.

He picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, and found that the water that had just been boiled was just left outside for a short while and it was already cold.

Feeling the cold around him, he put down the cup.

For ordinary people, it is difficult for a romantic love story to happen in such horrible weather.

Yun Changsheng thought of this and suddenly shook his head.

For most people in this world, there is no such thing as love.

The Gu tribe might be better.

On the other side of that curtain, many people may not even have seen what their partner looks like before they get married.

But after being together for a long time, I couldn't let go.

"Sister Lin looks so gentle. How can he beat someone?"

Little girl Xing'er was amazed. As she spoke, she lowered her voice and glanced secretly into the house.

At this moment, a girl named Lin was sitting there holding a bowl, eating snake soup with a huff.

Seeing someone talking about her, Lin Xi looked up and a pair of gentle and clear eyes met hers. It was Yun Changsheng.

So she smiled gently.

Yun Changsheng turned around, skipped the topic of being beaten, and started talking about other things.

"Because we like each other, she and I got married."

"No major accidents occurred, and no one came to obstruct it."

"With my relatives and elders as witnesses, I married her."

Yun Changsheng's gaze once again fell into long memories.

Over a hundred years, the first few decades were just family matters.

"After I got married, I opened a calligraphy and painting shop, and the business was pretty good."

"Where is, she always holds a piano and plays it in the yard of the calligraphy and painting shop."

“Have you ever seen wild flowers?”

"No."

The boys and girls around all shook their heads.

Yun Changsheng thought about it and simply walked into the house and took out paper, ink, brush and inkstone.

He spread the paper on the table and drew flowers, plants, butterflies and flying birds on it.

In the middle of the painting, there is a woman playing the piano.

Yun Changsheng found a piece of wood, pasted the painting on the board, and then stood it up.

He prefers to talk about Lin Duoduo rather than the scenery of the south.

Only when talking about Lin Duoduo and Lin Xi would he show a little enthusiasm, and sometimes he would even speak with great interest.

There is always a smile on the corner of his mouth, like the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River.

“This is how she plays the piano.”

"Every time the piano sounds, butterflies of different colors will fly to her and circle around her."

"Besides butterflies, there are many flying birds."

Yun Changsheng colored the painting, thought for a while, and then drew a swing next to it.

“She loves to ride on the swing.”

"When I have time, I'll push it from behind."

"The wind is not cold there, it is very comfortable to blow. When the swing is swinging, the cool wind blows, and there are also the fragrance of various wild flowers coming towards you."

“Are the flowers fragrant?”

Someone raised his hand and asked, Yun Changsheng knew him, he was the neighbor next door.

The monk had a good memory. On the first day of settling down here, he recognized all the neighbors around him.

"It depends on what kind of flower it is. Some flowers smell really bad."

"Oh."

The young man who asked the question nodded, not quite understanding.

He looked at Yun Changsheng's brightly colored flowers, thinking that the flowers on it should smell very nice.

After all, it looks so good.

"During the holidays, the store does good business."

"For example, during the Lantern Festival, she would make up many riddles for the guests to guess."

"If you guess correctly, you will get a reward."

"What is the reward? Is it sugar?" said the little girl Xing'er, swallowing.

Candy is her favorite food. Every time she talks about candy, she swallows unconsciously.

"No sugar." Yun Changsheng shook his head and smiled, "The one who rewarded the most is the river lantern."

Although it was a long time ago, he still remembered it quickly.

He changed another piece of paper and drew a street, pedestrians, and lanterns of various colors during the Lantern Festival on it.

He also drew a river on it, and the things floating in the river were river lanterns.

"It is said that if you write your wish on a river lantern, light it, and push it out, your wish may come true."

"A lamp that can grant wishes?"

The boys and girls' attention was immediately diverted.

If the rivers here weren't frozen, they might have gone home excitedly to make a few river lanterns and write their wishes.

At that time, the Gu tribe would make the river surface colorful.

"Well, a lamp that can grant wishes."

Yun Changsheng nodded, put away his pen and glanced into the room.