Lazy in winter, Lin Wanlai is unwilling to get up under the covers, but wakes up very early.
Seeing that it was still dark, her husband lit a small kerosene lamp to dress again. She sat up with her hands on her hands, and looked at the slender figure, and laughed unconsciously.
For things like getting up and dressing, Zhao Yong never needed the help of a girl, either he had his wife to help, or he did it himself.
Everything was sorted out. Looking back, his wife was awake, leaning on the soft pillow and looking at him with a smile. Zhao Yong also smiled and paced to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and whispered, "Sleep a little longer, otherwise the girl from Chaoyang will come to pester you again, and there are two small ones, and now they are too. When you wake up, you cry if you don’t see it."
"Thinking about it this way, I'm not more relaxed than you." Lin Wan saw that her husband's clothes were a bit untidy, and as he said, he did it by himself, and said, "I remember you love the dumplings I made by myself. Remember Come back early in the evening, I will do it for you myself and wait for you."
Zhao Yong's black eyes brightened, and then he hugged his wife and kissed fiercely. He said, "I want a thinner and thicker stuffing."
"You dignified lord, haven't you eaten dumplings?" Lin Wan grinned, "It is the home of ordinary people. This is not a rare thing. See you are happy, it seems like how many days you haven't eaten enough."
Zhao Yong said: "During the war, when there was no food to eat, when hungry and waiting for the grain and grass in the capital, what I miss most is the dumplings that Wan Wan made for me. I dreamed it all, a steaming bowl. After you made it, our girl brought it to me." He thought, he smiled and said with his eyes down, "When I woke up, I felt that Shame."
"It's so pitiful, that's okay. After I cook the dumplings in the evening, I will let our daughters eat them for you, and realize your dream." Lin Wan played with his big hands and rubbed the palms of his palms. With a thick layer of cocoon, he lowered his eyes and continued, "It's too early, you go."
"Did you drive me away?" Zhao Yong shook her little hand, lowered his eyes and said with a low smile, "Well, you will wait for me with your child at home."
After Zhao Yong went to the morning dynasty, Lin Wan didn't feel much sleep anymore. He only slumped under the covers and thought about his son. Chaoyang came over to ask for peace. Chaoyang wore a little pink jacket with a pink ribbon and pigtails. He walked, swaying, and calling out "mother, mother" before the small figure came in.
Lin Wan sat up and smiled at her daughter and said, "Chaoyang also got up early today, much more diligent than her mother."
"Mother, it's snowing again. It's so heavy. I want to go out and play." Chaoyang was lying on the side of the bed, with a small face like snow dumplings on the bed, grinning, "Mother, Yesterday, I followed Aunt Shaoguang and piled up a big snowman, but it is so beautiful, I want to dress it today."
"Chaoyang, let's not make snowmen today. It would be nice to accompany my mother to the kitchen for a while." Lin Wan reached out and hugged the girl to sit on the bed, and gently stroked her smiling face, "Chaoyang's father said I want to eat dumplings made by my mother. Later, Chaoyang will cook with my mother and wait for Dad to come back to eat."
"I can!" Chaoyang widened his eyes and nodded immediately, "Cook for daddy and stop playing Xueer."
"Daughter is really good." Lin Wan kissed her girl's face a big bit, and then began to dress quickly.
Lin Wan took Chaoyang to work for a whole day, from mixing stuffing to kneading dough, all made by the mother and daughter. Chaoyang was very happy, his face was covered with white flour, and his body was also dirty. After the dumplings were cooked, Chaoyang had been standing by the door looking forward, waiting for the person in front to pass a message saying that the prince was back, she immediately called "Daddy" and ran out.
"Be careful." Lin Wan caught up with her daughter and picked her up, "Daddy is back, let's wait for him in the house."
"Daddy will praise me." Chaoyang is full of confidence, her face has been washed clean, she said with her fingers, "Daddy will praise me for being sensible and capable."
Zhao Yong strode home when he walked out of the palace gate, before he walked into the courtyard, he smelled the steaming aroma of dumplings.
"Hurry up and get hot water." Lin Wan ordered, and personally helped her husband change his clothes and put on the casual clothes at home. Then he said, "In order to satisfy your wish, Chaoyang and I have been busy for a day. We will let your daughter I will bring you steaming dumplings, but fifty, all have to be eaten."
"So many..." Chaoyang smiled, his eyes were gentle, and when he turned his head, he saw the girl holding a plate in her hand, "Papa Papa" walked swayingly, with a smile on her face, he looked at his wife. , Took a few steps towards her daughter, took it and said, "Don't scald you."
"Not tired." Chaoyang smiled, "Daddy, am I good?"
"Father's Chaoyang is the most well-behaved and sensible." Zhao Yong picked up his daughter, and took his wife to sit down together.
Lin Wan said, "Master, please use it, these are all yours."
Zhao Yong was not polite, grabbed his chopsticks, took one bite at a time, and gobbled it up.
Lin Wan had never seen him like this before, and hurriedly said, "Slow down, I'm telling you a joke, how can you eat so much, don't hold on." While saying, grabbed him. The chopsticks came, but seeing her husband seemed to be worried, he asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with you?"