"Master, have you forgotten again? Ying'er has told you many times. That year, the snow fell so hard that the snow in Jiuxue Lane was half a person's height..."

"That's why it's called Snow Lane?"

"Haha, yes, Ying'er didn't even notice it." Ying'er started crying and laughing, and said with tears in her eyes: "That year, young master, you followed Mrs. Zu to deliver charcoal to the servants, and you fell down while walking in the alley.

Fall. Mrs. Zu patted the snow on the young master and said it was okay, but young master you just refused to leave. You said there was a person under the snow. No one believed it at first, but young master you cried and made trouble and refused to leave.

Mrs. Zu loves you the most, so she asked people to shovel the snow away, only to find the frozen Ying'er."

Wang Xiao didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only pat Ying'er on the back and said, "It's all over."

"Ying'er misses Mrs. Zu. Master, do you miss her?" Ying'er said, reaching out to hold Wang Xiao's hand and saying softly: "After Mrs. Zu leaves, Ying'er only has the young master as her relative."

Wang Xiao suddenly felt a little dazed.

Suddenly, the sky filled with white snow came to mind.

In the dream, young children were running around, a frozen girl had her eyes tightly closed, and an old grandmother had a kind face and a doting smile that made people feel reassured.

"My grandson is not a fool. One day, he will be smarter than you all..." There is a kind voice faintly saying in the mind, which can make people feel the joy of being doted on.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was a modern soul attached to Wang Xiao, or whether he was Wang Xiao with an extra memory.

He could only stroke his forehead and frown.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Maybe I'm a little motion sick." Wang laughed and said he was hallucinating.

The carriage swayed back and forth, and Wang Xiao laughed softly at his 'motion sickness' joke.

But from this moment on, he knew that he was Wang Xiao. From this moment on, he no longer had to worry all the time that someone would notice something strange about him.

He stretched out his hand, wiped the tears off Ying'er's face, and said with a smile: "So you are a crybaby, crying once a day."

"No way." Ying'er was quite unconvinced and said, "I cried because I thought of my grandmother. If she saw what the young master did today, she wouldn't know how happy she would be."

"I'm very smart, right?" Wang Xiao asked a little tentatively.

Ying'er said matter-of-factly: "Of course my young master is smart. One day, he will be smarter than everyone else..."

When the carriage returned to Wang's house, Geng Dang returned the jade to Zhao intact, bowed his hands, and left on his own.

Wang Xiao looked at his figure and thought in his mind that this young man was sincere and had some skills. How should he continue to establish friendship with him?

The two concierges of the Wang family, one with rosacea and the other with a pockmarked face, secretly looked at Master Wang Xiao and thought to themselves that the third young master has been out for the past two days, and every time Miss Ying'er comes back crying, it must be this stupid child.

I was bullied outside.
Chapter completed!