Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

Chapter 208 Winter West Lake

No one could understand Song Sanniang's feelings. At this moment, she became an ancient person in history, stepping into this Jiangnan resort with no high-rise buildings, no colorful neon lights, and no hustle and bustle.

Some are houses with small bridges and flowing water in the snow, and the ancient town with white walls and black tiles is covered with a thin layer of white snow.

Women holding umbrellas walked through the ancient bluestone alleys, speaking in soft Wu dialect, bringing with them a cool, fragrant breeze.

Today everyone wore thick clothes, the women wore fox fur coats, the men wore golden mink fur coats.

Among the crowd of snow-white fox fur coats, Song Sanniang stood out a little in the grey rabbit fur coat given by the Song family.

She gave the white fox fur coat to her aunt, and it looked so luxurious when her aunt put it on.

With the help of Miss He and the others, the maids dressed up Song Sanniang carefully. Miss He and the others praised her one after another. When they got off the boat, the others also praised Song Sanniang.

Even Jin Qishan, who was wearing a bearskin cloak and a mink hat, said in a loud voice, "It's a good thing that the little girl is capable. She has opened several stores at such a young age.

But you can't be so lazy to dress up. Look, with this dress up, the pretty girl can charm a lot of handsome men."

Then he smiled at Uncle Liu and said, "If I didn't have only two sons, I would want your niece to be my daughter-in-law, haha."

Uncle Liu smiled and replied, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Jin. Our Jixiang is indeed a good girl. What a pity."

Song Sanniang has grown a little bit taller recently. Today, her waist-length black hair is combed into a single bun.

A feather-inlaid coral wintersweet hairpin is inserted on the top of her head, and a horizontal amethyst, pink shell, and pearl hairpin is inserted in the right temple.

The back of her hair was decorated with a golden hairpin with an autumn-painted fan, and she wore four-season spring pearl earrings inlaid with green jadeite.

The face that used to be bare of makeup was now covered with a thin layer of powder, making it look even more delicate and white.

The stray hairs on her eyebrows were removed, and they were trimmed and drawn into curved willow-leaf eyebrows. Her pale pink lips were lightly painted with vermilion. Her round deer eyes were bright and lively, and her eyelashes were curled.

The grey rabbit fur collar wrapped around her neck, revealing a pretty face. The grey-blue cloak made her skin look even whiter, and she looked noble and cool. Her eyes were eye-catching.

As she walked, the light pink coat and skirt she was wearing was faintly visible from under her cloak.

Miss He was very satisfied with Song Sanniang's appearance. She took her arm, but her eyes drifted towards Master He San.

When Master He San heard everyone praising Song Sanniang, he also paid attention to her dress. He thought she was elegant and refined today, and her little face hidden in the fluffy fur collar looked playful and cute.

But she looked a little strange like this. Before he could look at her for a few more seconds, he caught the look of his niece, so he looked away.

Miss He smiled secretly in her heart. She curled her lips, took Song Sanniang's arm and got on the carriage. They were going to visit the West Lake.

It is loneliness, sadness, and melancholy. When Song Sanniang came to West Lake, she thought:

The West Lake is covered with gray snow, and the mountains in the distance are shrouded in haze, distant and deep.

Several cruise ships were drifting alone in the middle of the lake, with the boatman standing at the bow, holding the oars but not rowing the boat.

The passengers on the boat sat around the fire, enjoying the elegant activities of appreciating the snow, tasting wine and composing poetry.

The sycamore trees by the lake were bare, their leaves scattered on the ground in disorder, and soon they were covered with white snow.

The Broken Bridge silently lies across the water. Hawkers are hawking their wares on both sides of the river, and tourists are coming and going, some walking quickly, some walking slowly.

Walking towards the center of the lake, there are a few clusters of lotus flowers sparsely planted by the roadside. The petals and leaves have all fallen off, leaving only dry stems and shrunken lotus pods.

The world is lonely between black and white.

"It's so beautiful." Miss He exclaimed while holding the hand warmer in her hand.

"Yes, but it's so cold." Jin Zhaoyi was not used to such cold and wet weather.

He Xiaodi, Jin Jianchuan, and Master Zhengren were chasing the falling snow, spreading their joyful laughter along the way.

Jin Qishan and his friends were walking in pairs, looking very loving, especially Jin Zhengan and his wife, who were on their honeymoon. They held hands tightly and looked at each other tenderly.

A large pleasure boat picked everyone up, and then we went on a winter lake cruise, sitting around the fire and enjoying the scenery.

After everyone got on the boat, they first went to the stove on the boat to warm up their bodies, drank a sip of hot tea, and then tried some cakes to fill their hunger.

"The food will be delivered later, and we can enjoy the snow scenery while dining on the boat." Jin Qishan said with interest.

"Wow, this is so fun." Jin Jianchuan clapped his hands happily.

After warming up, everyone walked around on the boat, looking for the best angle to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Jin Zhaotong was very good at painting. She found a corner and painted the snow scene of West Lake. Miss He and Jin Zhaoyi sat around the stove, drinking hot tea and chatting.

The elders sat down at the table and chatted, discussing what fun and delicious food to eat in the next place.

Song Sanniang walked around on the boat, which allowed her to warm up her body and enjoy the snow scenery from different angles.

She accidentally ran to the boatman, who was an old man in his fifties or sixties. When he saw Song Sanniang, he smiled kindly.

"Why did the little girl come here?"

Song Sanniang also smiled and replied, "I was just running around and ended up here. Uncle, have you been sailing here all the time?"

The old man took a sip of hot wine and nodded, "I have been sailing for decades. You are lucky that it snowed right after you arrived. Especially on a snowy day like this. In previous years, it only snowed a few days sporadically in winter."

Song Sanniang had never expected such a thing to happen. After all, she lived in a place where it never snowed.

She chatted with the old man for a while before returning to the second-floor deck, where the view was the best.

The Broken Bridge, the Lonely Mountain, the Geling, the White Causeway, are covered with snow like a chain, like a brown mark.

Behind her, Master He San approached, bringing with him a gust of cold wind. She turned around and he smiled, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Sanniang actually didn't know what she was thinking. She felt empty inside, so she just said perfunctorily, "I miss home."

Master He San saw that she was not sincere, but did not expose her. He just smiled faintly.

"You've never seen snow before, have you? But why don't you seem surprised? I've seen some people who have never seen snow scream and shout in amazement when they see snow for the first time."

Song Sanniang didn't expect that Mr. He San's thinking angle was so tricky. Although she had never seen snow before, she had seen it on TV, in videos, and in photos, so she didn't show much surprise when she saw this light snow.

Maybe the thick snow, which can be used to make snowmen and have snowball fights, will surprise her.

She rolled her eyes and replied, "Because my attire today doesn't allow me to behave rudely."

Hearing this, Master He San chuckled. He stared at Song Sanniang for a few more times and said, "You really look pretty today. You match the snow scene very well."

Song Sanniang didn't know he could praise people. She was stunned for a moment, then clasped her fists and said, "Thank you for your praise, brother. I am very grateful."

Seeing this, Master He San laughed heartily, thinking that she had returned again, "Brother, you don't have to be polite."

The two chatted here for a while and then saw the food delivery boat coming, so they went down to the first floor cabin together to prepare for dinner.