Su Yixia was tired of running, squatted down in a green bush, put down Zhou Shutong's urn in his hand, and began to cry this time.

She never understood why her mother, who was fine during the day, suddenly committed suicide at night. She didn't understand, but she was so uncomfortable, the feeling of losing a loved one was like her entire chest was torn apart.

Even breathing is so difficult, she misses Zhou Shutong, she hates her father Su Jie's actions even more today, she obviously hasn't had time to take a good look at her mother and say goodbye to her, everything is in a hurry.

Su Yixia finally cried, crying loudly, even the distant car whistle seemed to be unable to cover Su Yixia's cry, this cry looked particularly bleak and sad in this winter.

Su Yixia's legs were numb, so he simply sat on the ground, and after a long time, he couldn't even cry with tears, but he felt that his nose was blocked and panicked, and his eyes were really uncomfortable. The cheeks soaked in tears added a little coolness in the cold wind.

"Ding Ding Ding..."The phone rang in a private car some distance away from the greenery, "Hey, sir, well, follow... The young lady was crying. Zhao Miao took the phone in the car and said to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Cry, stay safe, and bring her home safely. Su Jie on the other end of the phone replied.

"Yes, sir. Zhao Miao nodded slightly on the other end of the phone, and it wasn't until Su Jie hung up on the other end of the phone that Zhao Miao sighed slightly.

He has been in the Su family for nearly eight years, and he can be regarded as watching Su Yixia grow up to this day, but the sudden death of his wife, such a painful blow, even an adult can't afford to entertain him. Not to mention a child who is only nine years old.

Zhao Miao vaguely saw the back of the pajamas in the greenery through the car window, and his heart was also very depressed. But how could a subordinate still ask about the affairs of the old man's family? He sighed slightly, but he couldn't sigh out the sigh that was stuck in his heart.

Heavy, this kind of mood Su Yixia is especially prosperous, that is the sadness of thinking that he will not be able to reunite with his mother Zhou Shutong in this life, and he will no longer be able to eat the meat dumplings made by Zhou Shutong, let alone be wrapped around Zhou Shutong's legs to play tricks.

Two hours passed, and the back in the greenery moved, and after a while, a head poked out, and then Su Yixia's stumbling body appeared. Just like when he ran, he held Zhou Shutong's urn tightly in his arms.

Step by step, his feet were sore and weak, dragging his entire tired body towards the road, looking like a girl who had lost his footing from a distance, here Zhao Miao was always keeping an eye on Su Yixia's actions, for fear that this child would do something stupid.

Fortunately, when Su Yixia walked to the road, Zhao Miao had already gotten out of the car and helped Su Yixia, who was obviously crying and tired, into the car. As soon as Su Yixia got on the car, he felt that the whole carriage was warm, dissipating a little of the cold air on his body.

Zhao Miao had already turned on the co-pilot's heat pad early, the car started, and drove in the direction of the Su family, "Uncle Miao, will you take me up the mountain?" Su Yixia opened his voice in a low voice, and his voice was hoarse, "Dongshan, Xishan?" Zhao Miao asked.

"Either way. Su Yixia replied weakly, Zhao Miao also stopped his mouth in recognition, changed the driving route, and the car slowly drove towards the West Mountain, the more he went up the mountain, the more scarce the traffic became. But the bushes were multiplying.

The sky began to rain lightly, hitting the driving window, blooming one by one, nearly half an hour, the car has been parked on the side of the gazebo, and the right side can easily see the entire city A, a brightly lit scene.

Prosperous and luxurious, the sound of rain hitting the roof of the car is particularly clear, popping... One after another, it sounded so pleasant, this winter rain was really in line with Su Yixia's mood at this moment.

Su Yixia looked at the other side of the distant light through the car window, and silently muttered in his heart: "Mom, you see, even the sky is sad and sheds tears." After saying that, I couldn't help the urge to cry in my heart, but I couldn't cry anymore.

It was as if the tears were all running out there, until the sound of the rain became smaller and smaller... In the end, it was almost inaudible, "The rain has stopped..."Zhao Miao looked at Su Yixia on the co-pilot and said. Su Yixia opened the car window and stretched out his five fingers.

The rain stopped, and a stream of coolness almost filled Su Yixia's sleeves, so he had to retract his right hand and roll up the window again.

Sure enough, this winter is too cold...

"Uncle Miao, go home. Su Yixia circled the box in his arms and said to Zhao Miao.

Zhao Miao started the car and walked down the mountain. Maybe it's because the heating in the carriage is full, or maybe it's because Su Yixia is too tired.

She didn't fall asleep easily, and in the end, it was Zhao Miao who carried Su Yixia back to Su's house, but fortunately, Su Yixia slept soundly, and she didn't wake up from the bumps in the middle, Su Jie was also silently relieved in his heart, if Su Yixia woke up, I am afraid that it would not be so easy to fall asleep.

"Lao Tzu, this is Madame's box. Zhao Miao respectfully handed Zhou Shutong's urn to Su Jie, and after Su Jie took it, he nodded at Zhao Miao, "Go down, it's not too early." ”

Zhao Miao bent down and went downstairs, and Su Jie also entered the study with Zhou Shutong's urn in his hand, no one knew what Su Jie's mood was...

In the second half of the night, the rain became heavier and heavier, this kind of weather made people sleep more and more, Su Yixia was completely asleep at the moment, Su Jie came to see her, saw that she slept quite peacefully, and quietly retreated. But Su Yixia is dreaming at the moment.

I dreamed of a family of three laughing and laughing, and I dreamed of playing games with my father, and Zhou Shutong next to me muttered to his parents.

"Look at you, if you don't teach her some good things all day long, whose girls still play games. Zhou Shutong scolded with a smile in her mouth, but she didn't mean to blame.

"You don't understand this, this is called a combination of work and rest. I'm just teaching my daughter, learning is one thing, in addition to being able to play, you look at how many children now start from the first and second grades, the elders in the family all hope that their sons will become dragons and daughters will become a trend, and they will enroll their children in various tutoring classes, do you think they are too tired? Children are under so much pressure at such a young age, so what happiness is there. Su Jie dropped the game console in his hand and retorted disapprovingly.

"It's not rough, but what era is this? The competition for children in every family is so fierce..."Zhou Shutong still maintained her arguments and her husband Su Jie's conclusion.

The discussion between the two was intense, and Su Yixia on the side was also listening to it, and as soon as the style of painting changed, Su Yixia saw that during the Spring Festival, a large family and Grandpa Su gathered around the big dining table in the living room.