On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Chen woke up early to the sound of firecrackers. She put on a home cotton coat and walked to www.biquge.info the window, and suddenly saw the world dressed in silver by the heavy snow overnight, and suddenly felt wonderful.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and imagined it, and he didn't know how such a beautiful poem came from "accidentally."

"The yellow dog is white, the white dog is swollen, and when you go out, the world is unified. Xiao Chen didn't understand which stupid dog in which village had stood in the snow for so long that his whole body was wrapped in snow and "swollen".

How interesting it would be to ask a few friends to take a walk around the park on such a snowy day, take a look and take some photos!

When I lived with Wang Ping before, I had never encountered such a big snowfall, and it was always a thin layer that melted quickly. If they encounter such a scene, the two of them must be very happy, and they will definitely run to the Huancheng Park near the hospital as soon as possible.

Or Tang Qiong some time ago, she must also have the interest of "appreciating the snow".

However, now, if you invite everyone together, let everyone leave their housework and husband and children behind, just to "enjoy the snow". Xiao Chen really didn't have confidence that they would have the same "idleness" as himself.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen suddenly understood a truth. Why do most of the lives of "literati and artists" since ancient times have one kind or another flaw? If there are no shortcomings, it will appear plain, and although there is stable happiness in a plain life, it lacks the strength and texture of "reverberating to the heart"! Where do you get so many feelings and experiences to write and sing?

No wonder the philosopher Aphred Lovehead said, "If you marry a good wife, you will have a happy and stable life, but I am unfortunate to marry a bad wife, so I became a philosopher." ”

Hehe, thinking of this, Xiao Chen laughed at himself in his heart. Why do you still equate yourself with a philosopher and a poet? It's just that the spring flowers and autumn moons, the summer breeze and the winter snow are only beautiful for poets? Not necessarily!

"Why did you get up so early? Isn't it a small night shift today?" Lao Xia woke up and asked when he saw Xiao Chen standing in front of the window in a daze.

Xiao Chen, who was caught in his own thoughts, was startled by this sudden voice: "Oh! I can't sleep, look! It's snowing." ”

"You know, didn't you just get down last night? I'll sleep a little longer. Lao Xia turned over and fell asleep.

Why is it that Lao Xia is not as "sad and sad as he is, and he has a thousand thoughts"? Isn't his current "defect" the same as his own? In the face of the same situation, everyone's views and ways of dealing with them are indeed different.

Xiao Chen saw Lao Xia, who had fallen asleep again, walked out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom to wash. When everything was done, she looked at the time and saw that it was not too early, so she ran to the kitchen to prepare some noodles for herself and Lao Xia with chicken soup.

When she was busy with these things, when she walked into the bedroom and was about to call Lao Xia to get up for breakfast, she saw that Lao Xia was already half-lying on the bed, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Lao Xia, who was looking at his mobile phone, looked a little nervous when he saw Xiao Chen enter the room. He hurriedly operated on his mobile phone a few times, put it on the bedside table again, and said to Xiao Chen while getting up and getting dressed: "It's so fragrant! After Xiaoding and them left last night, I didn't eat, and now I'm really a little hungry!"

Xiao Chen didn't notice Lao Xia's subtle expression. When Lao Xia said this, he remembered that Xiao Ding was at home alone, and his foot was injured again, so he didn't know what was going on.

"Do you want to give Xiao Ding a call? Xiao Chen said to Lao Xia.

"I guess he's sleeping at this time! I'll go to his house when you get to work." Lao Xia said as he walked to the bathroom.

"I didn't go to work until three o'clock in the afternoon, and he was hungry for breakfast and lunch?" Xiao Chen followed.

"Don't worry, whoever doesn't have something to eat for the New Year, I estimate that he will save breakfast. Or I'll go over after lunch and bring him something to eat. Lao Xia said to Xiao Chen while washing.

Xiao Chen thought it was okay, so he didn't say anything more. She walked to the kitchen, took two bowls of noodles out and brought them to the table, waiting for Lao Xia to eat together.

Lao Xia didn't know that Xiao Chen was already waiting for him, and after he finished washing, he didn't go to breakfast immediately, but turned around to the bedroom first and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table to take a look. Lao Xia didn't seem to have any text messages and calls to deal with, so he put the phone back on the bedside table and walked out of the bedroom for breakfast.

"Did your dad call last night, did he say anything?" Xiao Chen ate a few bites of noodles and asked Lao Xia Dao.

"I didn't say anything, I just asked how we were and when we had time to go back and see. Lao Xia said truthfully.

He ...... Didn't you say anything like hugging your grandson?" Xiao Chen glanced at Lao Xia and asked.

"Didn't ask. Lao Xia didn't look up and said truthfully.

In fact, Lao Xia knew in his heart that when he was in Shanghai, every time he called his father, his father always had to tell him - study and work are important, and only when you have children early can you really start a family!

Lao Xia knew that his father's hard work was all on his son. Although others are in the countryside under the mountain, their thoughts are always on his son. In their village, it is natural to have children after getting married.

But these words, Lao Xia would not say to Xiao Chen. It was not easy for Xiao Chen to get out of the last incident. Lao Xia himself could also feel Xiao Chen's urgent desire to get pregnant again, how could he put any extra pressure on her?

Lao Xia was afraid that Xiao Chen would ask his father if he had asked about these things on weekdays, but fortunately, Xiao Chen didn't say anything more.

"Let's go for a walk in the community, you must be happy with such a heavy snowfall. After the two of them finished eating, put away the dishes and chopsticks, Lao Xia said.

"What are you going to do outside on such a cold day! It's the same at home, it's still warm!" Xiao Chen smiled: "Fool! Go out and find the cold!"

Lao Xia looked at Xiao Chen, didn't say anything more, walked to turn on the TV, and sat on the sofa to watch.

Xiao Chen didn't say anything more, took some melon seeds and peanuts and put them on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa.

Xiao Chen seemed to be sitting there, his eyes were watching TV, but his heart was moving like "ten thousand horses galloping".

Actually, where are I afraid of the cold? Obviously, I don't want to go to the road in the community to walk and watch the snow, and I think that I haven't walked on the road in the community for a long time. Why go to that sad place?

That's right, I have indeed come out of the "lost child" thing. However, after repeated "failed conceptions", Xiao Chen felt as if he had gone to another shadow.

The crux of the matter is that Xiao Chen feels that Lao Xia will not only not be able to help him dispel the shadows, but will make his pressure heavier! )