Hua Sheng never expected that he would see such a scene in his life.

The back hillside of the manor is covered with plum trees. After a night of wind and snow, the red plum blossoms bloom even more beautifully.

A little red in the snow, and the king among flowers is not as good as it.

If you can see flowers all over the mountains and fields in this season, there are only plum blossoms.

The flower was wrapped in ice and snow, shining in the sun, making people feel unreal, like a virtual game world.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Jiang Liu turned his head and looked at Hua Sheng. He knew that she was shocked when he looked at her expression.

Hua Sheng nodded, and then couldn't wait to walk towards the plum blossom tree closest to her.

I stretched out my hand and touched the flowers on the lowest branch, and I couldn't tell the feeling.

"The plum beard is three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is only one bit less fragrant than the plum." Hua Sheng couldn't help but recite this sentence.

Jiang Liu looked at her side face gently, and at this moment, he was also satisfied.

"How many plum trees are there?" Hua Sheng was curious and looked at the countless red plum branches.

“1200.”

"So many? Does anyone in the family like plum blossoms?" Hua Sheng felt that if it weren't for favoritism, how could there be such leisure and leisure to use such a large area to plant plum blossoms? After all, this is something that cannot produce value.

Jiang Liu nodded, "Well, my mother likes it. My mother was influenced by her grandparents when she was a child. My grandmother is Chen Xuemei. My grandfather loves her very much, so she planted many plum trees for her in her yard. My mother likes plum blossoms since she was a child. The year when she gave birth to me, my father was very happy and said she wanted to reward her and asked her what she wanted. She thought for a long time before she said she wanted a plum tree, so she had this place."

"Then your grandparents must also like this place very much." Hua Sheng asked with a smile.

Jiang Liu looked a little sad, "They have passed away."

"I'm sorry." Hua Sheng felt a little abrupt.

"It's okay, I've passed away for a long time. My grandfather has gastric cancer. After my grandfather passed away, my grandmother also followed him one and a half years later. I was only three years old at that time and I don't remember those things very much."

"Then do you have only your mother and one daughter?"

"No, there is another uncle, a few years younger than my mother. He immigrated to the UK a few years ago. My aunt is a mixed Chinese and British race. They are also used to abroad. My uncle is engaged in real estate business and has strong assets. My aunt's family is said to have aristocratic bloodline and is related to the queen, but she has rarely contacted her. After all, they all have their own families and careers, and they are so far away."

Hua Sheng listened carefully to Jiang Liu talking about the family affairs and sighed a lot.

They walked in the middle of the path in the plum forest, looking at the beautiful scenery all over the mountains.

Until Hua Sheng's face was a little pale, Jiang Liu couldn't bear to ask her, "Go back, are you cold?"

"It's okay." She lowered her head and rubbed her hands.

Jiang Liu took off the black scarf from his neck and put it on Hua Sheng with thoughtfulness.

"I don't..." She was about to say no.

I saw Jiang Liu holding her hand and wrapping her little hand between his big hand.

The temperature in the palm of his palm came one after another, and Hua Sheng felt surrounded by a warm current.

He slowly picked up Hua Sheng's hand, placed it beside his mouth, and blew a warm breath.

Hua Sheng only felt something in his heart, and itchy and penetrated a little bit.

This is the first time she has done such an ambiguous thing.

My face turned red...

"I'm not cold anymore, okay." Hua Sheng wanted to pull his hand back.

Jiang Liu held her tightly overbearingly, then put it in his coat pocket, and continued to hold her with his hands.

"Well, let's go down the mountain and go eat stewed goose in the iron pot." He smiled gently.

Hua Sheng suddenly felt that today was a wonderful day, with good plum blossoms, good snow mountains, and good river flow.

While eating, Aunt Li asked gossip, "Madam, are you pregnant?"

Hua Sheng buried his head lower, and Jiang Liu raised the corner of his mouth and wanted to laugh.
Chapter completed!