Spring nights are not always warm enough, and there is no decent heating in the thatched hut. Chen Bodhi didn't want to go in early to get frozen. Not to mention a little one.

So, Chen Bodhi took out the thin quilt and held the little guy in his arms. Then use the quilt to surround yourself and the little one. Sit around the campfire.

The two of them are in a state like kangaroos right now. From time to time, the little one sticks his head out, retracts it, sticks it out and retracts it again. Simple game, fun to play.

Chen Bodhi looked up at the vast starry sky. I never thought that the starry sky could be so beautiful, so pure, where the field of vision, under the sky, every star shines with a unique light. No pollution, no dust, no haze. Although the sky is full of stars, you seem to be able to distinguish each star clearly, and such a beauty is completely impossible to show in the afterlife.

It is said that when everyone is born, a star of his own will be lit up in the sky. There are so many stars that they don't know which one belongs to them. After looking at it for a long time, the stars were like whirlpools, and Chen Bodhi felt that he was being sucked into this sea of stars. Surrounded by diamond-like stars. Every one is at your fingertips.

The little guy looked at Chen Bodhi looking at the sky with a look of intoxication. Although I don't know what my brother saw, I also learned every move of my brother "seriously".

Long......

If you raise your neck for too long, it will still be sore.

Watching the little guy learn to have a "drunk" expression on his face, while laughing, a faint warmth surrounds him.

Chen Bodhi found that since he came to this era, he has faintly changed. Unlike before, the string in my heart is always tight. At present, the only responsibility is only how to ensure that the little one can grow up healthily. There are mountains, rivers and relatives, perhaps this is the life that Chen Bodhi yearns for.

Rub the little guy's head, knead the little guy's hard-to-tame hair, and knead it into weeds. This is Chen Bodhi's little bad taste.

The little one immediately pulled back from the "view" and looked at his own reflection in the moonlight. Immediately disagreed, hooked Chen Bodhi's neck and grabbed his hair to avenge this "revenge".

Chen Bodhi would let her succeed easily, swinging her head from side to side, just not letting the little guy reach his head.

Even though he couldn't hold his brother's hair, the little guy didn't make trouble. The little eyes stared at Chen Bodhi, the water vapor quickly surged into his eyes, and Chen Bodhi was distressed when he looked like he was dripping with tears.

Although he knew that this was the little guy's little trick, Chen Bodhi still obediently lowered his head and let the little guy wantonly "ravage" his hair.

Seeing that his brother's hair was as messy as himself, the little guy stopped satisfied. Clapped his hands, lay back into his brother's arms, and then instructed Chen Bodhi to tighten the quilt. After some fighting, all the heat from the quilt ran out.

When Chen Bodhi was still in kindergarten, there was a "little fat man" who always grabbed snacks with himself, in addition to snacks, he also had the favor of the little girl in a floral dress. The little fat man always loses, and the only place where he can win over Chen Bodhi is that the little fat man will tell the little girl all kinds of fairy tales every day, these stories are all heard from his parents, and then after a series of adaptations and deletions by himself, he will tell them to the little girl. The little girl listened to it every time. This is also where Chen Bodhi envies others the most. He also wanted to hear stories, but there was no one to tell him. Grandpa would never talk about such useless things. At that time, Chen Bodhi made a grand wish to listen to all the stories when he grew up. When he grew up, Chen Bodhi became a walking story club.

Tonight, taking advantage of the moonlight, Chen Bodhi decided to tell the little one a fairy tale. Enrich the little one's childhood.

"Oh, my brother will tell you a story, okay?"

"Okay, okay!"

may not have had such treatment before, I heard that Chen Bodhi was going to tell a story to the little guy, and the little guy clapped his little hands vigorously.

"Ahem. Ahem......"

Clearing his throat, Chen Bodhi began to tell the little guy the first fairy tale in his life.

"Once upon a time, there was a princess named Snow White, who was fair-skinned and beautiful with long legs......"

"Brother, what is white skin, beautiful and long legs?" The little guy had an expression of curiosity, and Chen Bodhi's old face turned red.

"Ahem, ahem... It's wrong, do it again! ”

"In a distant land, there lived a king and queen, who longed to have a child. So I prayed to the heavens very sincerely.

"Oh God! We are all good kings and queens, please give us a child! Soon after, the queen gave birth to a lovely little princess, whose skin was as white as snow, her cheeks were as red as apples, and her hair was black and soft, so the king and queen named her "Snow White...... In the end, Snow White and the prince live happily ever after. ”

The story was a success, and the little guy was immersed in the story for a long, long time.

"Snow White is so beautiful, will she become Snow White when she grows up? But the girls are not white, and their hair is yellow, so they can't become Snow White. ”

Sure enough, no matter what era, regardless of age, it is the nature of every woman to love beauty, whether it is a big woman or a "little woman".

Looking at the little guy's expectant eyes, Chen Bodhi felt that he had to answer this question carefully.

"Na, as long as you eat well, eat more vegetables, and be obedient, when you grow up, you will become as beautiful as Snow White. Maybe we'll be prettier than Snow White. ”

"Okay then, I'll eat more greens later."

The little guy pretended to be "reluctant" and accepted this condition of beauty. As he spoke, he also took a green vegetable left over from dinner from the stone slab next to him, stuffed it in his mouth, and crunched his bite.

"Brother, Snow White has a prince, is it okay for you to be the prince?"

"When you grow up, you will have your own prince, and your brother is like the king in the story, and she is my brother's "little princess". ”

"Brother don't want to be the king, don't be a stepmother, you will be beaten, you are afraid of pain. She'll give her a poisoned apple. "---'s sense of substitution is too strong.

The little guy who is unscrupulous in his words makes Chen Bodhi's face black.

"Brother, you said that Snow White lives in the forest, and we also live in the forest, let's go and play with Snow White, okay? She had seven dwarfs as friends, and none of them were there. ”

After listening to the story, the little guy also has his own little troubles.

yes, staying here isn't a long-term solution after all, and besides, the little guy is still young. You can't be as childless as yourself.

It looks like he's going to have to hurry up and recover.

Pestered by the little guy and told another story, the little guy yawned and agreed to sleep.

Break up the campfire and cover it with embers. I returned to the house with the little guy who kept nodding his head, washed his face with a hot towel, and wiped his hands and feet. before putting it on the bed. The quilt was narrow and short, and I was afraid of freezing the little guy, so I had to turn the quilt sideways, so I took the brother and sister. As for his feet still exposed, Chen Bodhi doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, man.

With a faint chill, two people, one big and one young, fell asleep.