When Qiao Yingying finished class and Guan Mufeng took her home, there was goose feather snow in the sky, which was very beautiful.

Qiao Yingying stood in the courtyard, looking up at the flying crystal snowflakes, so excited that she refused to enter the house for a while. The weather was extremely cold, her face was red from the cold, and there were layers of snowflakes on her eyelashes and eyebrows, but she didn't know it, and she was having fun in the yard. Guan Mufeng couldn't help frowning.

"Yingying, I'm inside, it's too cold outside. He called out from under the hallway.

"I'll play for a while!" Qiao Yingying squatted by the big tree, watching a small ant struggle with a patch of snow, and still reluctant to go back.

Guan Mufeng's face sank, and he looked back at the housekeeper: "Bring things out." ”

"Yes. The butler nodded in agreement, and turned and walked to the kitchen.

Qiao Yingying was having fun with the ant with the dead branch, and suddenly smelled a tempting aroma of meat in her nose, which was similar to the taste of the mutton soup restaurant next to the school before, delicious and delicious, and her stomach suddenly growled.

"Take it back. Guan Mufeng saw that she had lost her stick and stood up, bent the corners of his mouth, and said to the housekeeper.

"Yes. The housekeeper answered, looked at the big pot of stewed mutton he was holding, and Qiao Yingying, who was trotting back opposite, and somehow remembered the puppy he raised when he was a child.

"Sir, what is so fragrant?" Qiao Yingying couldn't help but swallow as she smelled the stronger fragrance.

"Your favorite lamb hot pot. Guan Mufeng replied while patting off the snowflakes on her body and leading her into the house.

There was a pot of mutton soup on the table, steaming, Qiao Yingying washed her hands and sat on the edge of the table, took a deep breath, her little face was full of intoxication.

"Sister Fang, your craftsmanship is so good, it is as fragrant as the one sold in the store!" she couldn't help but praise Sister Fang, who was arranging the side dishes.

Sister Fang smiled, waved her hand and said, "I didn't do this, my husband asked the store to make it ready and send it." ”

Qiao Yingying was slightly surprised and looked at Guan Mufeng.

"Taste it. Guan Mufeng put a bowl of mutton soup in front of her.

"Hmm. Qiao Yingying picked up the bowl and blew on it, taking a sip, the familiar taste reminded her of the mutton soup shop at the school where she and Guan Mufeng ate together last year.

"Is it Lu Ji Tibetan Mutton?" her little face was full of surprise, she licked the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "It's delicious!"

"Then eat more. Guan Mufeng said, and said to the housekeeper, "You are also together, it is good to have more people." ”

"Yes, let's eat together, so much!" Qiao Yingying also hurriedly greeted. The housekeeper hesitated, but sat down with Sister Fang.

It snowed heavily, but inside it was warm like spring. The aroma of hot pot wine is overflowing, and people are laughing and laughing. For many years, Guan Mufeng has never felt such a happy atmosphere. Looking at the little girl who was listening carefully to the housekeeper's story and forgot to eat meat, he thought that there would be many such opportunities in the future.

After drinking all the wine in the cup, he refilled another glass and quietly tasted its bitter and sweet taste.

After eating a meal for nearly two hours, Qiao Yingying put down her chopsticks while touching her round belly. The housekeeper cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and she tidied up and hurried into Guan Mufeng's study, because today was the day of her video call with Li Suxian.

Li Suxian's first operation was very successful, but this level of major surgery is very destructive, and recuperation is very important, so Guan Mufeng can only arrange for them to see them once a week.

After adjusting the video for Qiao Yingying, Guan Mufeng walked away a few steps and sat down in front of the bookcase, and asked their mother and daughter to talk.

On the screen, Li Suxian's face was still a little pale, wearing the hat woven by Qiao Yingying on his head, with a gentle and kind smile on his face, looking at her carefully. Qiao Yingying also looked at her quietly, the camera pixel was very high, she could see the fine wrinkles on Li Suxian's face, the longing and love in her eyes, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth.

"Yingying, you've gained weight. After a long time, Li Suxian suddenly spoke, and the smile on his face deepened.

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, and quickly glanced at Guan Mufeng, who was holding his head and flipping through the book next to her, and a trace of resentment crossed her little face.

"It's... It's a little fatter. She said with some surprise.

Li Suxian looked at her face carefully and shook his head: "My face is a lot rounder, I should be more than a little fatter, stand up and show my mother." ”

Qiao Yingying puffed out her cheeks, stood up slowly, and spun around in front of the screen.

"Well, there's meat, not like the skinny ones before. Li Suxian said with satisfaction, "It seems that Xiaoguan has taken good care of you, help me thank him." ”

Hearing his name, Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows, turned his head and smiled at Qiao Yingying, with an unconcealed pride in his inky eyes.

"Got it, Mom. Qiao Yingying secretly wrinkled her nose and vaguely agreed, afraid that she would talk about such a topic again, so she began to ask her about her recent situation, no matter how big or small, she asked everything clearly.

Hearing that she turned on the chatter mode, Guan Mufeng shook his head, started reading again, turned two pages and felt a little boring, and closed it. Glancing around, he noticed the schoolbag Qiao Yingying had placed next to him - a small book was stuffed in the side bag.

He suddenly remembered that during this time, he often saw her writing and drawing with a small notebook, and he couldn't help but be interested. Stretching out two fingers, he gently pulled out the notebook and flipped through it in his hand.

There is not much content in it, most of them are important matters that Qiao Yingying wrote down casually, and the last few pages record her part-time work time and salary. The slightly drunk paper is of good quality, Qiao Yingying's handwriting is also delicate and beautiful, and the format is clear and clear at a glance, but the content of the salary column makes him can't help but tremble the corners of his mouth, and his face becomes strange.

Yu Guang saw that she and Li Suxian were still talking, he stuffed the notebook back into his school bag, leaned back in the chair, and looked at the place with his eyes down, as if he was thinking about something.

Li Suxian's energy was limited after all, and she began to get tired in less than an hour, and Qiao Yingying quickly ended the call when she saw that she was tired. turned off the screen, she was in a little depressed, and walked to Guan Mufeng's side in a daze.

"It's over?" Guan Mufeng raised his head, gently took her into his arms, and said softly.

"Hmm. Qiao Yingying leaned on his shoulder and said sullenly, "Sir, when will my mother come back?"

"She's just finished the first phase of treatment and it's going to be a few months away, be patient and she'll be fine. Guan Mufeng replied, seeing that she was still unhappy, so he changed the topic and asked, "Do you work in a restaurant and do cashier?"

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head: "No, but I will take guests to settle the bill and find money for them." ”

"If you are looking for money, do you calculate it clearly?" Guan Mufeng thought about the various arithmetic numbers on the small book that he couldn't bear to look at directly, and lowered his voice extraordinarily, so that he didn't show anything unusual.

"Count... Calculate clearly. Qiao Yingying said, lowering her eyes a little weakly.

"Then I'll test you. Guan Mufeng picked up the pen on the table and wrote a string of calculations on the paper, "How much is this?"

Qiao Yingying stretched out her head and took a look, and when she saw that there was addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in it, she immediately felt a little worried. With her big eyes rolling, she said to Guan Mufeng coquettishly, "Sir, I want to take a bath." ”

"I'll wash it when I'm done. Guan Mufeng was unmoved.

Qiao Yingying puffed out her cheeks, reluctantly leaned down to the table, picked up the pen and slowly began to calculate. Guan Mufeng looked at the calculation process she wrote down, her eyes flashed with surprise, admiration, and amusement, and she really couldn't understand where she learned these various calculations.

"It's done. Qiao Yingying filled in the answer with no confidence, and turned to Guan Mufeng and said weakly.

Guan Mufeng glanced at it, pursed his lips, touched her hair and said softly, "Who taught you mathematics?"

"Little... Sister Xiaomei..."Qiao Yingying replied.

"She's probably not a good fit to be a teacher. Looking at the answer on the paper, Guan Mufeng sighed, "I'll teach you." ”

Qiao Yingying was stunned, watching him squirm and refuse to agree.

"Sir, can I not learn? Anyway, I have a calculator on my phone, and it's okay if I don't learn. She pulled Guan Mufeng's sleeve and looked at him begging with big black eyes.

Guan Mufeng was slightly surprised, Qiao Yingying has always been a good boy who is studious and diligent, why didn't she suddenly seek improvement?

"Mathematics is not only to teach you arithmetic, but more importantly, it can cultivate your logical thinking and look at things more rationally. You need to strengthen in this area. He didn't say yes.

Seeing Qiao Yingying's reluctant appearance, he thought about it, got up and sat down behind the desk with her, and took out a stack of yellow sticky notes from the drawer.

"I don't know if this is still useful?" he raised his eyebrows, tore off a sheet and wrote it, and put it in Qiao Yingying's hand.

The sticky notes in the palm of her hand reminded Qiao Yingying of many previous things at once, and the picture of Guan Mufeng teaching her English flashed in her mind, and she didn't seem to be so resistant to learning mathematics.

"Sir, I can learn, but... I'm afraid you'll think I'm stupid. She looked at Guan Mufeng and whispered uneasily.

"How can it be? I know how smart you are. Guan Mufeng said with a smile, seeing her ignorant and stupidly nodding her head, a thick pleasure rose in her chest, and she couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead.

Her talent in mathematics, he has already seen it, and he will naturally be mentally prepared. Letting her learn math was just a habit of wanting to spend more time with her and working more than twelve hours a day, and he should have changed it a long time ago.

Holding Qiao Yingying tighter, he looked at the snowflakes that were still flying outside the window, picked her up and walked to the door.

"Sir, where are we going?" Qiao Yingying asked strangely.

He curled his lips and smiled, whispering in her ear, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

This night, he and Qiao Yingying were in the big bathtub on the top floor, admiring the snow and stargazing, the inside was steaming like a fairyland, and the silver snow flying outside was like a fairy tale.

Wind and snow, nothing more.

It's just that Qiao Yingying suffered, and she didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning the next day, and she couldn't even get out of bed.