Xia Zhi turned around and came out, just in time to hear the conversation between their father and son, and chuckled when he saw Leng Tian's depressed expression.

"Didn't you fall once before?"

Leng Tian glared at her.

She laughed, Leng Yicheng also giggled, stood up straight, crossed her hands on her hips, and nodded firmly, "I'm right, such a big person still wrestles, hey!" ”

"My image, you defend it for me!" Leng Tian put a handsome face and warned her.

Xia Zhi restrained the smile on his face, coughed, and then turned to his son and explained, "Your father fell because he was injured." ”

"Oh!" Leng Yicheng hurriedly put away his smiling face and said distressedly: "Then I won't laugh at Daddy!" ”

"Baby is awesome!" Xia Zhi gave his son a thumbs up and looked relieved.

Leng Tian twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at their mother and son, and controlled the wheelchair to enter conveniently.

Xia Zhi instinctively followed in, and he glanced at her ambiguously, "Now so conscious?" ”

She paused, turned around and closed the door for him, "I'm not afraid you'll fall!" ”

For a second fracture, the damage will be greater.

Cold:

After finishing her chores, she stared at her son's exercises to practice his intelligence in the cold weather, while she sat on the side and continued to knit a scarf.

It took an hour, and it was finally finished.

She stretched, picked up the scarf and wool, and went out to find Fu Ma to finish.

"I'll go down for a while!"

"Mommy, I'll go down with you!"

Leng Yicheng got up, but unfortunately his body was not so neat, and he slid down again.

Leng Tian grabbed the clothes behind him funny and sat down with him, "There are still a few questions, you can play after you finish it!" ”

Leng Yicheng pouted his old high.

Xia Zhi looked at them amusefully for a while before hurrying down.

When Fu Ma saw that she had finished weaving, she praised with a smile, "Young lady, you weave really fast, and it's very good, the little young master will definitely like it." ”

"Compared to Fu Ma's craftsmanship, I'm so-so, you help me finish well!"

"Young lady, wait a moment."

Fu Ma hurriedly went to wash her hands and took out a few more balls of wool, Xia Zhi saw it and wondered.

"Fu Ma, what are you doing with the wool again?"

"Well, it's going to look good when you mix it with a beard." Fu Ma took the scarf and finished it, and Xia Zhi sat on the side, watching intently.

It seems to be quite simple, but Fu Ma's movements are too fast, and she doesn't understand it.

Fu Ma cut the wool quickly, took a few strands of wool and cut them to the same length, and then tied the lower end of the scarf, and it was suddenly different.

"Fu Mom, I'll just do this!"

It's easy.

Xia Zhi took it and tied the wool by herself according to Fu Ma's practice, "Is that so?" ”

"Yes, the young lady learns so fast, if you tie it up, these wool threads can be separated, it will look even better!" Fu Ma demonstrated, and she understood.

For the rest, the summer solstice will come by itself.

Ten minutes later, Leng Yicheng's scarf was ready.

She opened it and admired it, and hung it around her neck again, which she thought looked good with herself.

She hurriedly took her scarf upstairs and ran back to the bedroom with an excited face.

The offering treasure was sent to their father and son, "Baby, look! ”

"Wow! Mommy, you've got it right? ”

Leng Yicheng happily got up and pounced.

"Well, it's knitted, Mommy will wear it for you!" Xia Zhi caught him, hung the scarf around his son's neck a few times, and looked left and right, it was still very good.

She turned her head to ask Leng Tian with a smile.

"Husband, isn't it handsome?"

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