"This person looks very poor..." Ye Xiaoyue saw a very shabby cotton jacket through the message from the media's five senses, and instinctively thought that the media was very poor.

"People who look very poor may not be poor." Bai Youmo felt that people who can live in such a big house would not be poor.

[People who look very rich may not be very rich.] The white little man took a sip of Coke.

"You two are talking nonsense..." Ye Xiaoyue chuckled after saying that.

"Sometimes I have to say nonsense, can't I have no chat?" Bai Youmo also chuckled.

[Nonsense is like those wasteful writers. When there is nothing to write, the word "shui" is also chuckled.

"It's reasonable!" Bai Youmo thought about it more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more.

[Reasonable!] The white villain's chance is to say it at the same time.

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly again.

"Why don't you bring Ba Juntu and Fat Tiger down this space? It's good to play mahjong." Ye Xiaoyue suggested.

[The space is limited...] The white little man said awkwardly.

"...Husband, let's play chess? How do you play the chess you mentioned?" In order to avoid the embarrassment of the white villain, Ye Xiaoyue quickly changed the topic.

At this time, the media was about to push the door out, pressing his hand on the door bolt and murmured to himself: "Why did you suddenly think of chess? Could it be that I haven't played it for a long time and I'm addicted to it?"

As soon as the media opened the door, a cold air hit my face. A large area of ​​white outside turned out to be snowing!

"Wow! What a beautiful snow scene!" Ye Xiaoyue screamed in surprise through the media.

"Wow! What a big yard!" Bai Youmo saw a large yard, with a pavilion covered with snow, but the streams around the pavilion were slowly flowing. There were several wooden houses twelve feet in front of them, and this looked just a corner, because I had not seen the courtyard wall yet, how big is this house?

The media stood at the door, looked around, and thought to himself: "Why do you think the snow scene is very unique today? People can't help but want to recite a poem? The yard is too big and I'm not used to living at all. It would be great if she was there..."

"She! Wow, there is gossip!" Ye Xiaoyue is a girl and wants to know a little gossip.

"Maybe it was him..." Bai Youmo deliberately made a slut.

"Husband, you hate it..." Ye Xiaoyue deliberately pulled her face, but this beautiful artistic conception was turned into a graceful love by Bai Youmo's words...

"Haha~" Bai Youmo smiled proudly.

At this time, the media suddenly laughed.

"Why am I giggling? When I think of her, I can't help but laugh..." The media felt very distressed, but he didn't say it.

The media walked forward in the snow.

"This snow is so beautiful, and the creaking sound of stepping on the snow sounds nice. Husband, please listen." Ye Xiaoyue shook Bai Youmo's hand and said.

"Uh...but I think the fragrance of the celery beef floating in is a little better than the sound of the snow." Bai Youmo quarreled again, and it seemed that he was addicted to quarreling today.

Bai Youmo was smelling the fragrance of the rice all the way, and he couldn't help but drool.

[Tsk~ no hope...] The white little man drooled and took a sip of Coke to hide the past.

As soon as the media stepped into the canteen, the people who were eating stood up together and said, "Hello sir."

The canteen is not big, but it is not big compared to the yard. It has three stoves, several long tables, and dishes are placed on the table. There are seven or eight square tables on the other side. There are more than a dozen frugal people eating. The canteen is very quiet, and even the sound of gnawing chicken legs is soft.

"Sit down and have a meal... There is no need to be so polite after saying it." The media picked up a wooden dining plate on the long table.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!