"It is said that the great writer Xie An held a banquet at home and enjoyed with his children, nephews and juniors.

It happened to be snowing heavily, and Daddy Su was interested, so he wanted to take the entrance examination for the younger generations of the school, and asked with great interest, what does the snow look like?"

Song Ci not only pressed the head of Sijiu to be her good friend, but also pressed the head to ask it to enjoy the snow scene with herself, supplemented by poems and stories to help the fun.

His eldest nephew was in a hurry, and he replied after a little groaning, and the difference between sprinkling salt and air was similar.

Does it mean that this snow is like someone sprinkling salt foam in the air, white, fine and abundant, isn't it quite vivid?"

Song Ci bowed his head to seek a response from the audience, and Sijiu angrily burst out a string of chirps.

It doesn't listen to it, it doesn't listen, it doesn't listen! Even if it's a knife in the sky, it has something to do with it? It just wants to go back to the warm bed and wait for the meal to be served!

Sijiusheng chirped twice without love, reminding her that the little fairy could not swear.

Song Ci selectively received the praise in its words.

Sijiu is really her best friend, and she knows that she is a beautiful and kind-hearted little fairy, hehe.

Song Ci smiled kindly, stroked his furry belly, and said to himself:

"You also think that you lack a sense of beauty, don't you? Let's listen to Xie Xiaomei again.

Xie Daoyun said, if the catkins are raised by the wind. Listen, the wind blows the catkins and flies all over the sky, how light and beautiful!

Mrs. Song came in in two steps, patting the snowflakes on her body, afraid of bringing the cold air into the house, so she deliberately took off the gown she was wearing outside and came in wearing a padded jacket inside.

"Milk, it's snowing, it's beautiful. ”

Song Ci's excitement did not fade, and he said with a smile while lying in the quilt.

"Bao'er, what are you doing with the window open? Close it quickly! It's snowing, and you don't have your clothes properly dressed, what should you do if you catch a cold?" ”

Before she was beautiful enough, she was caught by Mrs. Song, who had finished sweeping the snow in the yard outside.

Song Ci stuck out his tongue, snapped the window shut, got into the tail of the quilt with Sijiu in his arms, and crawled all the way back to the small pillow to lie down.

It snowed so heavily early today, Mrs. Song was worried that the child would freeze, so she burned a fire again, and the west room was warm and melting, but it was not too cold.

But if you don't wear clothes and go out of the bed, you still have to talk about her. This kid doesn't usually look so unaware of the severity.

"Do you like to see the snow? Then the snow will be put outside, and it can't melt, why are you in a hurry, can't you get dressed and go to see it again?"

"What's so nice about snow. ”

Mrs. Song looked at her little granddaughter's bright eyes, so she was reluctant to say a word to her, so she first put her somewhat cold hands under the futon to cover her warmth, and then took them out and dressed her little granddaughter.

The weather turned cold, and the family prepared enough firewood early, and started burning the kang two days ago.

"Milk is right, I think it's bad, I must pay attention to keeping warm in the future, and don't freeze myself. You should also pay attention to your body and don't catch a cold. ”

Mrs. Song is rare for her to be sensible, she is really a very warm little padded jacket, and she didn't hurt her in vain.

Song Ci smiled, skillfully cooperated with her milk to dress, and her mouth was sweet and soft:

If you have a cold and your nose is not breathable and your throat hurts, how uncomfortable is that? You have to take injections and medicine to rest in bed, and your mother will definitely not allow you to go out to play in the snow.

If you are good and dress yourself warmly, there is nothing wrong with it, then you can't just go out and have fun? Build a snowman and have a snowball fight, how fun. ”

"Don't worry, the milk knows. There is a big pot of brown sugar ginger soup boiling on the stove, and you can drink a bowl of it when you get up to get rid of the cold. ”

Song Ci hurriedly agreed with a smile, and kept her mouth shut to release the rainbow fart, praising the old lady for being thoughtful, there is an old man in the family, such as a treasure cloud.