The winter morning sun is warm, although it is not wrapped in silver, but the cold frost of the night, many roof branches are hung with Xiaoice awls, Song Chenguang has woken up from sleep and anxiously asked Xu Xiuxiu to dress him, and even eagerly put on a hat and a green coat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Slow down, what's the hurry." Xu Xiuxiu glared at him angrily.

In response to her, Song Chenguang grinned and smirked: "Mom, is the popsicle okay?" A look of anticipation.

"I don't know." Xu Xiuxiu shook her head and said that she really didn't know.

Hearing this, Song Chenguang was not sad, hooked the corners of his mouth and watched Xu Xiuxiu put on his shoes, and then Xu Xiuxiu let go, and then Song Chenguang, who was wrapped in a round person, was like a snowball the next moment, and hurriedly ran to the small balcony outside the living room.

"Mom, the sugar water has really turned into a popsicle." Song Chenguang looked at the cup of sugar water excitedly, and said to Xu Xiuxiu in return.

The weather in the imperial capital is getting colder and colder, the closer it is to the old year, the cold is directly cold to the bones, and the temperature at night drops sharply, however, Song Chenguang doesn't know what's going on, maybe he sees a white frost on the roof nearby every morning, so he shouts to eat popsicles, this winter, where is Xu Xiuxiu going to give him a whole popsicle to eat, besides, even if she has her, he can't let him eat, in case something happens, the little guy is very stubborn, and he is very resentful, he has seen the next-door neighbor Chubby make popsicles. grabbed Xu Xiuxiu and begged for several days, coquettish, cheating, crying and everything.

Xu Xiuxiu really couldn't resist him, and then remembered that when she was a child, she wanted to eat popsicles in winter, so she would fill a small cup of sugar water before going to bed at night, insert a chopstick and put it outside the window, and when she got up early the next day, she could see the frozen popsicles, she remembered, and Song Chenguang was noisy, so she planned to try it on a whim.

Song Chenguang fell asleep in the middle of the night because of the excitement last night, and this morning he didn't need Xu Xiuxiu to go to the nest to wake him up, so he got up by himself, and he was still very excited, and sure enough, the power of homemade popsicles was still very strong, and at this moment Song Chenguang stood on the balcony and saw the frozen cup, he was even more happy, except for hugging Xiaohuang, this is definitely a rare time for Song Chenguang to be so happy.

Seeing this, Xu Xiuxiu couldn't bear to let Song Chenguang eat this thing, she couldn't bear to rest her domineering thoughts, although she was for Song Chenguang's good, but as a child, he had many things to try by himself, because of work, she even sent him to the nursery for three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, and he didn't make a few friends, so he couldn't help but be lonely at his age, so she wanted to satisfy him more in other aspects.

"Mom, Chenguang wants to eat now, you can help me take out the popsicles!" Song Chenguang was not afraid of the cold holding the water cup, his little hands didn't even wear gloves, and he walked in front of Xu Xiuxiu with the frozen sugar water cup, anxious and expectant, and even full of piety, as if the homemade popsicle he was holding was a priceless treasure.

"Mom, help you get hot water!" Xu Xiuxiu shook her head funny, fortunately, she guessed Song Chenguang's temperament when she was making popsicles last night, and what she was afraid of was that Song Chenguang would not listen to persuasion to eat, so when she was making popsicles last night, she took a mini cup that Song Chenguang usually drank water from, and she didn't fill the small cup, which was only half, and then scalded the wall of the cup with hot water, and when the popsicle was taken out of the cup, the amount was actually not much.

"Okay." Song Chenguang nodded and followed Xu Xiuxiu's side step by step.

Xu Xiuxiu saw that the little guy was so persistent, so she walked into the kitchen, put the small cup in a container with hot water and scalded it, and only turned the chopsticks after a while, only to see that the ice cubes in the cup followed the chopsticks and rotated around, and then easily took them out of the cup.

"Na! It's cold, you can't eat it after a few bites, you know? "This weather is that children will be very happy because of eating popsicles, and if you are a normal adult, you just want to drink hot water in winter, and everything else is self-abuse!

"Thank you Mom, Mom is the best!" Song Chenguang grabbed the popsicle and began to pat the fart, and then couldn't wait to lick it: "The popsicle made by my mother is delicious!" Obviously, Xu Xiuxiu's words to eat a few bites are complete nonsense, Song Chenguang's ears listened to it here, and the ears over there were thrown out, the little guy grabbed one end of the chopsticks excitedly, looked at the ice cubes, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, regardless of the cold licking a few mouthfuls in a row, after tasting the cold and sweet taste, he immediately smiled and shared his feelings with Xu Xiuxiu.

"Little villain." Xu Xiuxiu laughed at him: "I don't know who the two-headed moth looks like in three days." ”

"Like Mommy."

"I'm not like this, I must be like your father." Xu Xiuxiu wrinkled her nose and spoke.

"Dad said that Chenguang's bad habits are like Mom." Song Chenguang was eating popsicles while revealing to Xu Xiuxiu the ideas that Song Yuanhuan had instilled in him.

"Snort." Xu Xiuxiu laughed at the cheekiness of a certain big man, then turned around and went into the kitchen to start preparing breakfast, and then remembered that Song Chenguang's child had not washed his face and brushed his teeth, and suddenly felt annoyed.

Song Chenguang grabbed the homemade popsicle tightly and hid far away, the little fart was so happy that he almost danced in circles, and when Xu Xiuxiu was ready for breakfast and brought the fragrant millet porridge to the table, Song Chenguang over there had already eaten the homemade popsicle very quickly, and the little guy had just finished eating the popsicle, his small mouth was frozen red, and a trace of nasal water came out of his nose, obviously because he was cold by the popsicle.

"Look at you, go wash your face and brush your teeth." Xu Xiuxiu chased him.

"Good leader." Song Chenguang happily went into the bathroom to wash.

At the dinner table, Song Chenguang sat on the dining table after washing up, holding a small bowl of millet porridge, but he still missed the taste of homemade popsicles, and he always felt that he hadn't eaten it yet: "Mom, are we still making popsicles at night?" Song Chenguang looked up at Xu Xiuxiu very excitedly.

"Nope." Hearing this, Xu Xiuxiu immediately blackened her face and refused, using a serious and non-negotiable tone.

Song Chenguang suddenly noticed his mother's coercion, shrunk his neck and knew nothing, he knew very well that today's homemade popsicles were only obtained after his dead face, his mother would always indulge him once, but she would not indulge him twice, but after eating the popsicle just now, he was so happy that he got carried away, and he was swept away by his mother's cold eyes at this time, and he suddenly sobered up.

"Then Dad comes home once, and Chenguang eats popsicles once, okay?" Song Chenguang began to discuss with Xu Xiuxiu, and Xu Xiuxiu couldn't help but soften his heart when he saw those sparkling eyes. (To be continued.) )