The sun shines warmly on her body through the window lattice, Mo Xiaohe snorted, subconsciously turned over, she touched her side with her hand, and found that it was empty, and the mattress below was a little cold.

Today, the city lord's mansion and the yamen opened a warehouse to release grain, presumably Gu Zheng went to the town early in the morning, thinking of his husband's hard work day and night, when it was raining, the two of them snuggled up to each other, too close, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she saw the white silk hidden under his black hair.

Mo Xiaohe was silent for a few seconds, opened her eyes, and looked at a pair of black eyes, after she reacted for a while, she immediately groped up and down in a panic, because after the love of the husband and wife was hit by Meimei, she was a little shy, after all, Xiao Baozi is not sensible now, if you ask a nurturing grandmother, wait a few years, you will always understand something.

It's not that she's worried, it's really that the two buns have too good a memory, and they all say that the child doesn't remember much before the age of six, but Erzhuang and Meimei are exceptions, especially Erzhuang, since he was literate, he has a habit, like writing a diary, to write down the big and small things that happened in the book, including the suspicious sound in the middle of the night.

"In the middle of the night, I got up to go to the toilet, and I heard another noise from my father's room, squeaky and squeak, are there rats in the house again?"

"My mother's voice is so strange, it seems to be very painful, but my father said that if I go to meddle in my affairs, I can't practice martial arts in the future, I'm sorry, mother."

"I overheard Erzhuzi say that his father and mother ploughed the fields every night, and the lights were blind, so how could they plow the fields? I asked my mother, and my mother's expression was so strange, saying that it was for the harvest, wasn't there enough food for Erzhuzi's family? "And so on, when Mo Xiaohe was tidying up, she found that she almost found a crack in the ground to get into, and she really wanted to destroy the small notebook, what should I do?

Don't look at Baozi's young age, he always looks like a teenager and an old man on weekdays, only when he plays in the village, he shows a little bit of escape, she can feel that as long as he returns to the City Lord's Mansion, Er Zhuang will unconsciously become stable.

More than a year ago, Mo Xiaohe packed up the sheets, found that one was missing, searched everywhere, and finally found under the bed, there was a suspicious map drawn on it, Erzhuang, the little baby wetted the bed shyly, and quickly hid his evidence, Mo Xiaohe was very pleased, and the child could be taught.

"Mother, do you want to get up?"

Gu Erzhuang jumped down from the chair and pointed to the hot porridge on the small stove in the house, before leaving in the morning, his father had instructed his mother to drink a bowl to warm her body.

"Yes, let's get up."

Mo Xiaohe covered her face, a little embarrassed, quite a big person, and she had to rely on the bun to take care of her, while being embarrassed, a sense of pride arose, they all said that dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, no wonder she and Gu Zheng's babies are so sensible and excellent.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the day of returning to his parents' house, at this moment in Licheng, Mo Xiaohe will miss his relatives at home, his father and mother are in Kyoto with his eldest brother and sister-in-law, and he is used to the climate over there. Kyoto and Hokkaido are thousands of miles away, and it's not easy to see each other.

"Erzhuang, Meimei, do you remember your grandparents, uncles and aunts?"

There is delicious sweet porridge for breakfast, as well as all kinds of milky small steamed buns, fried sesame dumplings, tendon cakes, hors d'oeuvres, light and not greasy, Mo Xiaohe ate a dumpling, squinted his eyes and savored it, her husband really knows her too well, and the dishes on the table are all what she loves to eat.

"Yes."

The two little buns nodded in unison, and the grandparents bought them a lot of toys brought from Kyoto, as well as the little cousin of the eldest uncle's mother's family, the little buns only know how to eat, this is not good, the fat body of meat, in the village fight must be bullied.

"Mother, my father went to the city to open a warehouse to release grain, and Meimei and I also want to go."

Erzhuang saw that his mother was in a good mood, so he hurriedly took this opportunity to make a request. Yesterday, I heard from the maid that there are many little babies as old as him in the city who are homeless, and now he is not full of porridge every day, and he has to match steamed buns and cakes.

I used to feel that Erzhuang and Meimei were young, and Mo Xiaohe didn't say too much about many things, including some principles of being a man, these are all on paper, being a father and mother, it is best to teach by word and deed.

"Why don't we go next time?"

Er Zhuang's idea, Mo Xiaohe was very surprised. It stands to reason that this kind of thing should be encouraged, after all, Erzhuang will take over Licheng in the future, as the city lord, he can experience the suffering of the people since he was a child, and he will never be bad in the future, but there are many displaced people after the disaster, and it is inevitable that there will be a few Diao people, she is afraid that Diao people will make trouble, and they collided with two buns.

Mo Xiaohe did not refuse, but expressed his opinion in a euphemistic form.

"I want to see Daddy."

His proposal was rejected, Er Zhuang frowned, thinking hard, how to get his mother to agree, he glanced at his sister Gu Meimei, and suddenly had an idea, as long as he mentioned his father, his mother would agree.

Sure enough, Mo Xiaohe, who was firm in his opinion, lowered his head and pondered, and when he got up in the morning, he didn't see his husband Gu Zheng, and he really missed it a little. In the past, I always felt that husband and wife saw each other every day, and the relationship would become more and more dull, but since seven or eight years of marriage, she has already developed a habit, this time is the shortest few days for the two to get along, Mo Xiaohe really feels the torment of not seeing each other for a day, such as every three autumns.

"Okay, but everything is up to my mother's arrangement, you can't walk around at will, you know?"

Mo Xiaohe went outside the door and called the maid and asked people to bring two fur cloaks. After the snow disaster, Licheng was a little chaotic, and he was afraid of having kidnappers, so Mo Xiaohe had to be one hundred and twenty points of spirit and be cautious.

Seeing that her mother agreed to her request, even Gu Meimei, who had always had no expression, showed a happy appearance, and the mother and son packed up, and took the two mothers-in-law and the family to the main street in the city on foot.

As the day passed, the snow on the main street was shifted to the side of the road, and the snow on the road was smoothed by the passing carts.

Mo Xiaohe hooked the corners of his mouth, and his heavy mood was reduced a lot. No matter when, what has happened, since it has happened, natural and man-made disasters cannot be changed, so face it, maybe there is joy in suffering, and there is also a different taste. The streets were orderly, there was a porridge shed every few hundred meters, and the people lined up and waited patiently, and there was no phenomenon of pushing and looting.

"Mother, look at her, it's pitiful."

Gu Meimei took Erzhuang's hand and let go, she ran a few steps forward, and came to the corner of the street, where there was a little girl about five or six years old, her face was red, her body was trembling, the little girl was dressed in tatters, and the shabby cotton clothes were stacked with patches, and there was no complete place.

She squatted there blankly, her eyes shining with tears, but she bit her lip stubbornly to keep herself from crying.

After becoming a mother, Mo Xiaohe's heart is a soft mess, especially when she sees this kind of little girl, even if she is wronged, she doesn't cry or make trouble, this heart is really rare. Before, she thought about finding a few maids for Gu Meimei, serving her closely, and reading it in the booklet of the children born at home, it was too big to be too big, she would have to marry someone after serving for a few years, too small, a slug, how could she serve people?

The subordinate must be cultivated from an early age in order to be affectionate and loyal, and the character must be passed, not the kind of delicate appearance, the beauty of his own family, the appearance is too tough, if it is the beauty of the people who serve around him, it is difficult to guarantee that the beautiful husband will not think about it in the future.

As a mother, she is too worried, everything in more than ten years, Mo Xiaohe has planned in advance, the moment she saw the little girl, she had a plan in her heart.

"Little sister, why are you here alone?"

The fate of people is so wonderful. No one knew that because of a snow disaster, Gu Meimei would harvest a loyal slave who would accompany her all her life. At this moment, she stepped forward and asked, "Where's your father?" "Little sister, my father and mother got sick last year, and there were only uncles and aunts, who went to get porridge and rice."

The little girl raised her head, saw her peers, shook her head, her eyes were full of loss, and she almost shed tears when she mentioned her father.

Throwing the child away, Mo Xiaohe always felt that the uncle and aunt in the little girl's mouth were not very reliable, and when she inquired, it was really so.

The girl doesn't have a big name, and the big girl at home has been shouting like that. The eldest girl's father and mother only have one daughter, and there is no patriarchy at all, when the baby pimple hurts, but the father and mother pass away, and the eldest girl sends people under the fence, life is difficult.

It's not that her uncle and aunt are mean, but the family conditions are really bad, a large family, crammed into a broken house, all rely on a donkey cart to transport goods to make a living, this snowstorm, the house finally collapsed, they can only go to the broken temple to borrow.

If there are too many children to manage, the eldest aunt will inevitably have to take care of her own baby first, and the eldest girl will be ignored.

Such a life experience and environment just meet the conditions for being a maid, so that Meimei can send charcoal in the snow, and it is good to have someone to accompany her in the future, Mo Xiaohe is very afraid that her daughter will develop a problem of loneliness, so she is quite concerned about it.