Chapter 446

This is a rare heavy snow in Guanzhong in recent years. It also coincides with the new year. Xiuci Beiyuan can see many passers-by enjoying and playing with the snow on the street - it's very good. At least it makes a huge snowball rolling in front of the snow look less conspicuous.

Wearing a kimono with the pattern of "leaf moon cherry", Dong Mei held an oil paper umbrella and frowned at her sister. Waiting for her to break her waist, she rushed up and kicked her to death, while Beiyuan xiuci touched her and asked softly, "is it cold?"

He saw that spring vegetables, summer weaving and summer yarn were all surrounded by snow-white wool collars. There was no winter beauty and snow. He felt that the kimono seemed very thin and worried.

Dongmei took away her umbrella and looked at him. She was in a better mood: "it's not cold. In fact, this kind of clothes is hot in summer. It's hard to wear one layer after another. It's just right in winter."

It's not cold. Xiuci Beiyuan was relieved and looked at the umbrella supported by Dongmei. She felt that it matched her kimono very much - the umbrella was vermilion as a whole, but there was a large Golden Crescent pattern along the edge of the umbrella, which looked very elegant.

Dongmei noticed that xiuci Beiyuan was looking at her umbrella. She looked at the snowflake on his shoulder. She tiptoed to pat him. Then she turned the umbrella and asked, "this moon umbrella is left by my mother. Is it beautiful?"

Beiyuan xiuci nodded honestly, "it's nice."

Although Dong Mei is a little carrot head, she has a good figure proportion. After wearing a kimono, her waist is straight, and she is very cute when walking in small steps. Coupled with this exquisite moon umbrella, it can be said that she is icing on the cake and is even more charming and lovely - you can't judge people by their appearance when looking for a girlfriend, but it's lucky to get such a lovely little carrot head.

Dongmei was very proud and a little shy, because xiuci Beiyuan looked at her face instead of the umbrella. She tilted her head and whispered, "I also think it looks good... Do you want to take an umbrella together?"

She can give her umbrella to Beiyuan xiuci. After all, if she takes an umbrella for Beiyuan xiuci, she is not tall enough and her posture is too ugly - it should be particularly beautiful for two people to take an umbrella in the snow and hold his arm by themselves.

Beiyuan xiuci didn't want to win people's love. She smiled and said, "no, it doesn't matter if it's such a small snow. Just take care of it yourself." - she was really a five good boyfriend, strong and considerate!

Dongmei pursed her lips and gave him a squint - this guy is not smart when it's time to be smart!

She ignored Beiyuan show times. This guy is really smart, but sometimes he doesn't understand amorous feelings at all. 80% of the two words romance can't write at all. She turned to Suzuki Naixi and shouted, "Hey, fart, how far is it?"

Suzuki Naixi wore a plain white kimono, with a shawl and a wool collar. He stuffed a heater in his handbag. He held a white bamboo umbrella in one hand and a large bottle of sake in the other hand. He replied lazily, "come on, come on, walk for another five minutes."

"That's what you said five minutes ago!" Dongmei said with some dissatisfaction, "which family can't do at the beginning, and has to come to such a biased place!"

Dongmei originally wanted to go to the shrine nearest to her home, but she was going out. Suzuki Naixi said that she knew there was a very good shrine and volunteered to lead everyone to play. As a result, no one thought that the shrine was really biased and had to go so far after taking the tram.

"That shrine is more spiritual! What's the point of taking a few more steps? If we weren't so familiar, I wouldn't tell ordinary people!" Suzuki Naixi didn't care. He answered casually and shouted to kithara xiuci: "master kithara, I can't hold it. Can you hold it for me?"

When she went to the shrine, she also brought a large bottle of sake, which was selected from the first batch of wine made by wine. It was embezzled by her. She walked here with her hands sour.

Beiyuan xiuci knew that she was physically weak. After waiting for her two steps, she directly took the wine and said strangely, "why do you bring wine to the shrine?"

"Give it away." Suzuki Naixi raised his umbrella and put it on xiuci Beiyuan's head. He said with a smile, "thank you, master Beiyuan. I'll help you with your umbrella."

"Cut!" Dongmei secretly tilted her lips. Seeing that Suzuki and Beiyuan stood together, she was very right. She was a little unhappy. She rushed to the front and shouted in the snow: "what do you want to do with such a big snowball? Throw it to the roadside quickly!"

Afraid of Dongmei's destruction in the snow, he pushed the snowball and began to run. He cried happily, "fun, sister! We can have a snowball fight later."

Dong Mei looked at the snowball that was almost in the snow, that is, the snowball basically as high as her. She angrily said, "what snowball battle do you want to kill? Lose it quickly!"

If this thing hits her on the head, she can be buried alive on the spot.

Shirley refused and pushed the snowball faster, while Dongmei couldn't take a step in her kimono and didn't want to lose her manners to chase her sister crazy in the street. She could only see that she ran farther and farther and the snowball in her hand rolled bigger and bigger.

Beiyuan xiuci shook her head and looked back. She found Yangzi holding a small snowball in her hand. She felt very funny. Xia zhixia yarn shook the roadside trees from time to time and shook the snow under the canopy. It was quiet for spring vegetables to lead Qiu taro, but she also stepped on the snow nest from time to time. These children who have not seen serious snow are so poor, Is the snow buried on your wrists so rare?

They played with the snow all the way, and walked a long way to the shrine mentioned by Suzuki Naixi. A huge snowball as tall as her was made out of the snow and put it straight in front of the bird house of the shrine.

Dongmei looked up at the bird watching house and asked Suzuki Naixi, "whose shrine is this?"

"Hequan is sincere and ten bright gods."

Dongmei hasn't heard of this God, but it's not surprising that there are so many Japanese gods that experts can't figure out how many, let alone ordinary people.

She asked again, "what is this God for?"

Suzuki Naixi smiled and said, "bless the family to have many children and grandchildren. This predecessor is actually the son giving Guanyin in Buddhism."

Everyone was stunned, and then they all paid attention to Suzuki Naixi - have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? The oldest of us is 17 years old, and the youngest is only five years old. Will you bring us to worship and send our son Guanyin?

Suzuki Naixi smiled and waved his hand: "don't look at me like that and didn't let you ask for a son. In the new year, everything is for a smooth year, right?"

Beiyuan xiuci was speechless and looked around. She found that many people were going in and out of the shrine, and there were still many people who wanted to send letters. Dongmei looked at Suzuki Naixi angrily, waved her hand and took her siblings in. They all came. They couldn't go back to their house in front of the door, so she had to make do.

After entering the shrine, I found that the shrine was very imposing. There were many stalls in the small square selling painted horses, amulets and souvenirs. There were also witches distributing steaming sweet wine free of charge for visitors to drive away the cold.

Dong Mei looked at it and her anger subsided a little. She felt that it was at least a formal shrine. It was acceptable to pay a visit - of course, it was impossible to ask for a son. Ask for something else!

They crossed the square, cleaned their hands in the sailor's house, and then went to the worship hall along the reference road. The stone reference road was cleaned very clean and did not slide at all. Looking at the shape of the stone, it was quite simple, slightly incomplete and had traces of years. It felt that the shrine was a little old.

The snow scenery along the road is also very beautiful. Many "sacred objects" can be seen in the distance, which adds some solemn and sacred atmosphere to here.

They successfully arrived at the worship hall and rang the bell in turn to make a wish to give incense money. After Dongmei made a wish, she looked at the back of the worship hall and felt that there were many buildings. She couldn't help asking Suzuki Naixi, "is this the head office of the... Sincere ten Ming God?"

Generally, small shrines do not have a God's residence, that is, this hall. It feels different here.

Suzuki Naixi said with a smile, "yes, so it's worth it. There's also the Shenle hall over there. There are performances all day today. You can go and have a look if you can't see them at ordinary times."

Xue Li asked curiously, "ah, Naixi sauce, won't you go?"

Suzuki Naixi pointed to the wine and said with a smile, "my grandmother's friend is here. I'm going to say hello to him."

Dongmei thought about it. It's good to have a trip in the new year, and Suzuki Naixi said hello to her elders. She said, "we'll wait for you and call us later."

"OK, short white gourd!" Suzuki Naixi smiled and took Takeshi kithara away. "We'll be back soon. Later, we'll go together to ask for a new year's autograph."

Beiyuan xiuci was pulled by her and took two steps. Inexplicably, she said, "these steps are too long. Can't you take the wine yourself?"

"No, I didn't bring the security team today. You have to protect me." Suzuki Naixi pulled his sleeve, bypassed the worship hall, found a path and continued to walk inside. He felt very familiar with here.

Kithara Xiuji is even more strange. Suzuki Naixi is particularly afraid of death. Even if he is with him, there is always a group of people waiting in the distance. What's the matter today?

He joked: "I didn't expect you to be a conscientious boss. Is this an annual leave for employees? Is it paid?"

Suzuki Naixi looked at him and smiled, "that's impossible. I just can't trust them."

Beiyuan xiuci was stunned for a moment, immediately smelled the unusual smell, slightly vigilant, looked around, couldn't help but ask, "here is..."

Suzuki Naixi took him farther and farther, smiling and saying, "this is the shrine of the Suzuki family of Hequan, and it is also the biggest secret of the Suzuki family of Hequan."

Kithara Xiuji took a step and was a little afraid to go. He turned and looked at Suzuki Naixi: "what do you mean?"

Suzuki Genie can mention the sentence "the biggest secret of Suzuki family in Hequan", which shows that it's no small matter here. There's something else in it. How can an outsider know?

Suzuki Naixi was silent for a while. His hand holding his sleeve was getting tighter and tighter. His knuckles were a little white. He said softly, "Beiyuan, I know you have a big secret, but I never asked you, because I know you won't tell me - you never believed me, right?"

Kithara Xiuji didn't speak, and Suzuki Naixi has been better recently. In the past, it could be said that he was a liar. There was no way to make people believe her, and his biggest secret could not be told to others - he would take it into the coffin, not to mention the Suzuki goblin, and little carrot wouldn't say it when asked.

Suzuki Naixi was not disappointed when he didn't answer. He still held him tightly and continued: "it doesn't matter. Everyone has secrets, such as those mindless fools like dwarf white gourd, so it doesn't matter if they don't say it, but I want to tell you my biggest secret..."

"Why?"

"After grandma died, I have no one to trust." Suzuki Naixi's usual smile disappeared and whispered: "I have many subordinates, but I don't know who was bought by my father. Some know, some suspect, but there must be something I don't know. I don't know who will betray me. I need someone I can trust, someone who won't be bought by money and shaken by threats... I need someone I can rely on in my most difficult time."

After Suzuki Naixi said that, the strength in his hand was even greater. It was like trying to tear off the sleeve of kithara Xiuji, "help me... In the name of a friend, kithara, I ask you to help me."

The snowflakes fell gently on Suzuki Naixi's head. Her hair was a little yellow, and the gloss was not very good, and a white silk flower matching her kimono was trembling now - she looked pitiful, and her tone was slightly confused and afraid of the future.

Beiyuan xiuci was silent for a while, sighed and asked, "are you going to do something to your father?"