Song Yu waved his hand, and couldn't wait to ask the question he wanted to know the most: "Changqing, when will this snow stop?" ”

"It's been more than half a month."

Changqing hurriedly replied, "When the snow was the thickest, it reached one zhang five. ”

"How does this thickness compare to previous years?"

Song Yu wants to use these to analyze what the worst environment of the abandonment abyss is like.

Changqing recalled it carefully, and then hesitated and said carefully: "The previous situation is small and unclear. ”

"The little one has a little consciousness about ten years ago, and the snow cover that year was also the thickest evergreen has ever seen, about two zhang eight, much thicker than now."

Song Yu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then you mean that in the past ten years, the thickness of the snow has been decreasing every year?" ”

"No, master."

Changqing hurriedly replied, "The thickness of each year before was like this, two zhang eight, two zhang eight, one zhang nine, two zhang seven, two zhang eight, two zhang eight 、......."

Song Yu listened and listened carefully: "The smallest thickness is the year before the big one?" ”

"Yes, master."

Changqing hurriedly responded, "At that time, the snow was only one zhang and three, and the snow season that year was a few days shorter. ”

"Last year, the snow was also two feet six, which was not much less than the thickest years."

The more Song Yu listened, the more confused he became: "This snow season, I can't find a pattern." ”

"Master, Changqing can't find a pattern."

Changqing hurriedly agreed, "I don't know which year it will cross the second zhang, let alone which year it will be lower than the second zhang, anyway, the second zhang is a hurdle." ”

Song Yu waved his hand thoughtfully: "Forget it, let's leave it like this first, send me back." ”

"I don't know what's going on at home."

Song Yu muttered quietly while riding on the branches, "Abba and Grandma will not be very concerned about me." ”

"Yes, master."

Changqing replied, "The old master is very concerned about you, but there is a happy event in your family, and I don't know if I want to say it." ”

"Since it's a happy event, let's hear about it."

Song Yu listened to Changqing's thoughts, a little unhappy, "It's been dull for so long, and my sister also needs to be stimulated by a little happy event." ”

"Your mother is going to give you a brother or sister."

Changqing got Song Yu's answer, and no matter how exciting the news would be, he threw it out without euphemism.

Song Yu: "...... Ouch. ”

The body on the branch almost didn't fall to the ground.

Fortunately, I don't know what was going on around the branch, but there was an invisible barrier that stabilized her.

"Master, are you alright?"

Changqing felt that Song Yu's mood had changed a lot, and hurriedly asked worriedly.

Song Yu: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm so happy." ”

I was a little happy, although I was a little intimidated when I first heard the news.

But after relieving, she was really happy for the pair of parents.

Their real daughters have been occupied by the soul of their own offspring, and strictly speaking, there will always be a layer of invisible things between themselves and them.

It's not that she deliberately did this, but she was an orphan in her previous life and never got along with her parents.

After passing through, although I accepted my current identity, when I got along with my parents, I always felt that my soul in my twenties couldn't really have much affection for them, and some of them took up the responsibilities and obligations of this body.

Therefore, when he learned that his parents were about to have their own children again, Song Yu was really happy for them.

At the same time, I was secretly relieved in my heart, and I felt that the burden on my shoulders was much lighter.

While speaking, Song Yu had already appeared in his yard.

After Changqing left, she ran to the house: "Abba and grandma, brother, you're back." ”