"Man'er, can I accompany you?" Su Xiao, who couldn't wait for an answer for a long time, asked tremblingly, and immediately continued, "You can treat me as your brother first and let me protect you, okay?"

"Okay! Man'er thanks Brother Su!" Yin Manchuan was so happy that he found his mother like a child, looking at Su Xiao with teary eyes, "Man'er has a brother!"

"It's good if you're happy, don't cry!" Su Zhuang looked at the little girl's innocent gaze, full of helplessness, maybe, this little girl is too young to know how to accompany her, what does it mean!?

Yin Manchuan obediently stretched out his hand and wiped away his tears. I began to rejoice in my heart, that is, I can stay, at least until the Spring Festival, because there are already people who hope that they can stay here and spend the most recent New Year's Festival, the New Year's Festival.

Another New Year's festival is coming, time flies so fast, the first day of the first month of the New Year, it is my birthday.

This year, there is no birthday for loved ones, is it still a birthday?!

Yin Manchuan suppressed the sourness in his heart, and subconsciously recited the poems that his son often recited, "Time is fleeting, and the old ...... is snapped"

"Shi Guanghesi, play the old man?!" Su Zhuang involuntarily followed along, confused.

Back at the temporary residence, Ginmitsukawa sat neatly in front of the earthen stove and lit the fire, and then prepared to start cooking.

The water scoop that Yin Manchuan was holding in his hand was snatched away by his mother-in-law when he heard the voice: "You disobedient baby, tell you to lie down more, but you don't listen! These old women can't do enough work alone! Hurry up, go to sleep! I'll call you again when I'm done." ”

Yin Manchuan looked at his mother-in-law deliberately hiding her smile and pretending to be a straight face, and involuntarily touched her cheeks and touched her hands full of tears.

When I was in Ginkgo Village, from childhood to adulthood, every time I wanted to help light the fire, my grandmother always hurried over and blew herself away. When I was young, I was afraid that my hands would be burned by the fire, and when I grew up, I was afraid that I would be burned to my little face. This intimate blood love will not be possessed again in this life!

This is the heart-wrenching feeling, isn't it!?Grandma, you and your grandfather are doing well in that world? Mother, you and your father can finally stop working all day in that world. Ginkgo misses you very much, do you miss you the same as Ginkgo biloba, thinking about Ginkgo?

Yin Manchuan lowered his tearful face and didn't let his mother-in-law see it.

"Child, are you not happy? Actually, my mother-in-law likes your help very much, but I have to wait until you are well and then come and help me, okay?"

Yin Manchuan couldn't hold back his choking anymore, wiped his tears with his sleeve, raised his face and looked at his mother-in-law longingly, "I, can I call you grandma?"

"Yes!" the mother-in-law smiled and the wrinkles on her face were all stretched, like a blooming chrysanthemum, "I have long liked to have a granddaughter call me grandma!"

"Grandma!" Yin Manchuan called out this grandma tremblingly, and could no longer suppress the sorrow in his heart, and hugged the gray-haired old man, crying.

"No matter how strong a child is, he will miss his family!" The mother-in-law looked pity, and gently touched the little girl in her arms with pity, crying breathlessly: "Cry, cry happily, and my heart will feel much better......"

"Man'er, good boy, don't be too sad! There is a grandmother who loves you!" The mother-in-law's slow voice was full of concern, which made Yinmanchuan have a moment of trance, time is going back, and at this moment he is still by the side of his grandmother who loves him the most.

Yin Manchuan didn't dare to look up, knowing that she was not a grandmother, but she had exactly the same warmth as her grandmother, which made her so obsessed that she didn't want to leave. I just want to stay for a moment longer, and then absorb a little more of the long-lost feeling of being cared for and loved.

After a long while, Yin Manchuan slowly let go of his mother-in-law, and his face was full of relief and bitterness: "Thank you, grandma!"

"Child, are you feeling better?" the mother-in-law touched Yinmanchuan's head lovingly, "Shall you go lie down for a while?"

"Grandma, I'm much more comfortable. Yin Manchuan shook his head, "I want to stay with my grandmother, is that okay?"

"Yes, as long as you don't feel tired. The mother-in-law briskly washed the rice and cooked the rice, and then slammed the vegetables, "Wait a minute, grandma will make a little mushroom stew and a little hen to replenish your body!"

"Hmm!" The water began to sparkle again, Yin Manchuan hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and looked intently at the old man who was happily busy cooking, there was an illusion that time was stable, I only hope that it would be good to stop at this moment forever!

The pines and cypresses that point to the sky are densely packed into endless forests, like guards standing in a line with snow-colored silver armor all over their bodies, guarding the ancient ruins and guarding Sujiazhuang. At the beginning of the snow, the snow is pure and flawless, and this is a good time to hunt hares.

Lin Zi walked out of two burly strong men, exactly the same body shape, exactly the same thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the complexion was slightly darker.

Su Qiang, who had a slightly darker complexion, had a string of snow-white rabbits hanging from his shoulders and strode forward. Keen eyes swept around, straight into the woods.

Su Zhuang behind him slowly followed, with a thoughtful expression.

"Ah Zhuang, you should hurry up!" Su Qiang stopped again and urged Su Zhuang, who was lagging behind, "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you went out hunting today and forgot to bring the soul out! The soul is pulled down, and it is at Man'er's place! Next time you go out, remember to check it first!"

Su Zhuang didn't pay attention to his brother's teasing, and thought to himself.

"What are you thinking about in your elm pimple?" Say it, brother will give you a share of it?" Su Qiang simply didn't leave, brushed the wooden stake full of snowflakes on the side, and sat down, "Come on, come on, come on, brother, listen!"

"Brother, that, ask you!" Su Zhuang glanced at his brother a little shyly, "Shi Guangsi, what do you mean?"

"Shi Guanghesi, play the old man?!" Su Qiang frowned, scratched his head subconsciously, and muttered to himself, "What is it, where did you hear it?"

"I saw Man'er's sad face, and I thought about this sentence," Su Zhuang looked at Su Qiang anxiously, and subconsciously rubbed his hands, "You don't understand either?

Su Qiang raised his head and stared at the treetops covered with a thick layer of snow, slapped Su Zhuang with his big palm, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't make noise! I seem to have some impressions! By the way, I heard Su Xiao say this sentence, and I also specifically asked the meaning, you let me think about it......"

When Su Zhuang heard this, he immediately squatted by the stump, and looked at Su Qiang, who was holding his head and meditating.