Although the little guy murmured in his mouth, the movements of his hands never stopped. The small shovel in his hand was waved very sharply by him.
The piles of white snow next to it were mostly shoveled by this little guy.
With a guilty conscience, I smiled as if I wanted to ease the embarrassment in my heart. But she just glanced at us faintly, turned and walked down the mountain.
"Eh! As shown..." Jin Qing called out, and immediately followed.
The two red and green figures walked slowly down the mountain side by side.
I looked at the two lines of white footprints left on the ground, and suddenly remembered the last time Xuan Cang and I came to pick up the trouble.
It was also snowing that night, and he was walking up the mountain with his back on his back. But we got lost, and finally had to find a place to rest in the woods...
As I thought about it, my eyes were a little pierced, and my heart became a little sad.
"Mom! Are you cold?" Jian'er's voice suddenly came. I was stunned, and immediately recovered from the memories.
I looked down at him and found that he had taken off the little khaki padded jacket on his body, his face was flushing, and his forehead was still sweating.
I reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, and took a deep breath. Zhao Jianer grinned and said: "Baby's clothes, mom can't wear it!"
Unexpectedly, the kid shook his head solemnly, stopped his movements and looked up at me and said, "No! Mom can easily get cold when she stands still, and she won't be cold when she moves!"
"..." Looking at the boy's serious expression, I immediately became petrified.
Dare to love just because I misunderstood what he meant!
This kid, could it be that he is too young to be a metaphor for me just being lazy
Taking a helpless look at Jian'er, I bent over and started again, sweeping away the snow on my feet.
It's been a long, long time, and a cleanup has been carried out as well as it is now.
I don’t remember who I’ve seen before and said that when people are cleaning their houses, they are actually cleaning their souls. So when people are upset, depressed, or can't figure out anything, they can start and clean their room well.
Perhaps after the house becomes clean and tidy, people's hearts will become quiet and they will want to understand many things.
I looked at the white sky above my head and took a long breath.
The cold air immediately penetrated into my lung cavity. I shuddered immediately, and suddenly felt that my whole person was a little awake.
The thick snow on the ground was swept into piles by Jian'er and I. When we finally finished cleaning, the sky suddenly began to drift with heavy snow.
I looked at the sky and found that it was very late.
"Baby! Go!" Putting the broom away, picking up the jacket that was thrown on the snow by Jianer, I took Jianer and walked in toward'Helaiju'.
At this time, Rushi and Jinqing hadn't come back yet, I first burned the firewood, washed rice and cooked rice. Then he boiled hot water for Jian'er and took a warm bath for him.
Looking at Jianer who had grown to my waist, I suddenly sighed. This seems to be me, it's the first time to take him like this for a day!
After graduating from school, I never thought that I would become a mother so soon.
From being a student to being a mother, I don’t seem to have much time to learn. When I understood it clearly, my son was already so old!
Children are always like that, so energetic when they are noisy.
But after I climbed onto the bed, although my mouth yelled that I didn't want to sleep, I didn't cover the quilt for a while before falling asleep deeply.
I stayed with him by Jian'er's bed for a while, waiting for him to be asleep and breathing smoothly. Then I remembered that I haven't had a good meal today.
My stomach seems to be hungry, I don't feel hungry anymore!
But the old saying goes well, "Man is iron, and rice is steel, so you panic if you don't eat a meal." Even if I don't eat, when Kan'er is still growing up, after he wakes up from sleep, he can't make him hungry.
So I cheered up again, made three dishes and one soup, ate a few bites of rice hastily, and climbed back to bed to rest.
The body is very tired, but lying on the bed with my eyes closed, I can't fall asleep.
After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, he finally opened his eyes helplessly.
The outside of the house was very quiet, as if the whole earth had entered a dormant state with the advent of night.
I opened my eyes and looked at the wooden ceiling above my head, feeling a little lost for a long time.
It has been three days since Xuan Cang came out, and there has been no news from Xuan Cang. He neither came to me, nor sent any news to me.
The phone he bought me, I have also left him. Even if I want to contact him, I don't know how to get in touch at the moment.
I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I couldn't help regretting it a little bit, so I came out with a sorrowful look.
But at that time, I did feel very sad, and even on my face, I couldn't make it through. I just followed Jian'er's meaning and rushed to this place.
Xuan Cang believes in Dao Master Tianji so much, if I really think Dao Master Tian Ji is suspicious, shouldn't it be better to stay with Xuan Cang and help him beware of Dao Master Tian Ji
Rather than being blind, he ran out in such a hurry and threw the heavenly secret Daoist Master Xuan Cang to face it alone.
Thinking of this, I suddenly turned over and sat up from the bed.
Holding the quilt in my arms, I stared at the front blankly, and remembered that I was standing in front of the window that day, listening to Xuan Cang's footsteps.
"Since I have been out for so many days, he can ignore it, so why should I run back so close?"
Another thought in his head suddenly popped up.
"Family, shouldn't they be by their side when they need it?" I seem to hear someone retort in my ear.
Then there was another voice dissatisfied: "Since it is a family member, why would he rather trust outsiders than you?"
There was a voice defending Xuan Cang: "He just has difficulties, didn't he always like to keep things in his heart?"
Another voice said with an uneven voice: "Is there a problem! Is it a problem, or is he not taking you as his own? I think you can't help him, so he is fortunate not to tell you anything?"
A voice said: "He is protection!"
Another voice retorted: "Is it protection, or is it because of distrust?"
…
Two voices kept arguing in my heart, and my heart suddenly became confused.
The two voices couldn't help but quarrel, I simply pulled the quilt over my head, and lay down again.
All the struggle, after I pulled the quilt and changed my head, fell into silence again.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes and no longer let me think about it.
I had a dream that day.