The heavy snow before the Spring Festival made the children of the farmers happy.

Early in the morning, before the sun climbed the hill, Xiaowangzhuang Village was very lively. Not to mention the roar of the machines in the feed mill, not to mention the laughter of the people sharpening knives in the yard to the pigs and sheep, not to mention the laughter of the whole village wielding shovels and brooms, and the most intense of all the children gathered in the streets and fields to have snowball fights.

The snow is thick enough, the children step on it, almost to the knees, for such a heavy snow that has not been encountered for more than ten years, in the eyes of the children, it is almost countless magical, the red clothes reflected by the snow, like a cluster of active flames, jumping in the snow; the children in green clothes, like clusters of moving spherical green plants, keep rolling in the field; more eye-catching are the boys in black, shuttling between the "flames" and "green plants", constituting a complete, agitated, cheerful, smooth symphonic note.

Mu Yan hadn't finished clearing the snow yet, and Mu Bao had already played with the children in the village with the hot air on his head and came back panting.

"Where did you go, our father asked you just now!" Mu Yan looked at Mu Bao who had just entered the door and asked.

"Ask me what I'm doing? I've done all my winter vacation homework. Mu Bao stared at Mu Yan a little puzzled and said.

"I think I'm looking for you?"

"What could that be? Isn't it buying me new clothes?"

"Just your head, think of good things!"

"It's not okay to think about good things, you look at Wang Laijun, the newly bought padded jacket is not only good-looking, but also much lighter to wear!"

"People have money, we can't compare with others, his father works in the feed factory and earns more money!"

"I know that people have a lot of income, according to what you say, our family has a small income, so we won't buy new clothes?" Mu Bao pouted a little unhappily, as if he was angry with his sister.

"Don't be angry, tomorrow my sister will weave more bags to make money for you to buy. Mu Yan looked at Mu Bao's unhappy expression, a little distressed by this brother who was three years younger than herself, although she was only three years old, but she was already a little housekeeper at home, and she was in charge of the family's meager income, and she was still the main force of family income.

"You are really my good sister!" Mu Bao took advantage of Mu Yan's inattention, went up to hug his sister's face, and kissed her.

"Who made me your sister, it's good that you feel sorry for your sister when you grow up!" Mu Yan said happily teasing her younger brother.

"Who do you hurt if you don't hurt?" Mu Bao circled around Mu Yan and continued: "Do you need to talk about this?"

Lao Mu, who was standing in the courtyard, heard the conversation between the brother and sister, and felt very uncomfortable, yes! The child was right, his meager income in school, in addition to his own smoking money in the past few days, was not enough for the daily expenses of the whole family, let alone buy a decent dress for the child, but when he left the school, he couldn't bear it, and after teaching for so many years, what else would he do except help students solve learning problems in the classroom and impart knowledge that is repeated every year? I don't understand the business things, the things of agricultural production, not as good as an old farmer, now leaving school, may not even be as good as an old farmer, although this platform makes me strapped for money, but without this platform, I really can't find the direction of life. Thinking of this, Lao Mu suddenly shouted outside the courtyard gate: "Mu Bao!"

"Alas!" Mu Bao agreed, running towards the courtyard.

"Go to your Uncle Tiancheng's house, just say that you have breakfast and let him wait for me at home!"

"That's all?" Mu Bao tilted his head and stared at Lao Mu's face with a little doubt.

"Just see him say that!" Lao Mu nodded and affirmed what he had just said.

Mu Bao turned around and ran out of the door, and Lao Mu shouted loudly behind him: "The road outside is slippery, be careful!"

"Got it!" Mu Bao agreed as he ran.

Mu Baojian is really a natural diplomat, when he was a child, he was willing to follow wherever he went, and now as long as it is an errand business, he is the most willing to go, along the way, bouncing and jumping, like a cheerful little rabbit.

When Mu Bao stood at the door of Tiancheng's house, he happened to meet Lianying clearing the snow and going out, Mu Bao didn't look less than ten years old, and his mouth was very sweet: "Auntie, where is my uncle?"

"Isn't this Mu Bao? He went out early in the morning. When Lian Ying saw Mu Bao, she was obviously a little stunned, she must have come to the house so early, there must be something. So he then asked, "What's the matter with your uncle?"

"It's no big deal, my dad asked me to tell him, let him wait for my dad at home after breakfast, just like that, nothing else!"

After Mu Bao finished speaking, he was about to leave, when Lian Ying called out to Mu Bao: "Don't run in a hurry, bring some things back." With that, he put down his broom and turned and walked into the house.

Leaning slightly, Lian Ying came out of the house, holding a pastry box in her hand, and said to Mu Bao, "Here, Auntie will give you a bag of food." ”

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Mu Bao shouted as he stepped back.

Lian Ying took a step forward, stuffed the snack in her hand into Mu Bao's arms, and said, "I'm still ashamed, my aunt asked you to take it, you just take it, why shouldn't you eat it?"

Mu Bao couldn't, so he took the snack given by Lian Yingsai and happily went home.

When Mu Bao told Lao Mu that Uncle Tiancheng was not at home, Lao Mu didn't care about it, thinking that the festival was about to be celebrated, which was Tiancheng's busiest day, and it was really a bit of a pity to disturb him at this time, but if he didn't bother him, wouldn't there be one more person in this detention center to celebrate the holiday?

When Lao Mu saw the snack in Mu Bao's hand, he immediately understood: "Is this given to you by your Aunt Tiancheng?"

Mu Bao nodded and replied, "It's not what I want, she gave it to me, I don't want it yet! ”

"Look at you're nervous, if you want it, do you want to say thank you, aunt?"

Mu Zhen's concerned question immediately made Mu Bao no longer nervous, and said casually: "Of course, she promised to tell Uncle Tiancheng what you said!"

Mu Bao thought to himself, he didn't want it, he gave it hard, and he really forgot to say thank you in a hurry, but in front of Lao Mu, he had to follow Lao Mu's words, this is Mu Zhen's conclusion at a young age, and everything must be said according to Lao Mu's thoughts, otherwise he will be unhappy.

After Mu Bao finished speaking, he opened the dim sum bag carefully, and the regular pastries in it included red three knives, croissant honey, crispy mouth, and several unnamed pastries, which made Mu Bao swallow saliva directly.

Mu Bao grabbed a few snacks and ran to the kitchen, and stuffed the red three knives into the mouth of Mu Yan, who was cooking in the kitchen: "Sister, do I hurt you?"

"It hurts!" Mu Yan boasted.

Xiuhua on the side looked at Mu Bao's actions and said with a smile: "I love your sister so much, there must be something to ask for your sister!"

Mu Bao grimaced and smiled: "Don't ask her, just let her satisfy her cravings!" said as he put a croissant honey into Xiuhua's mouth.

The girls all laughed, and the laughter made the whole air convey a peaceful atmosphere.