It was the first snow of the year, and it was exceptionally heavy.

When it was dark, Zhou Changdong took her back, and Yu Wei couldn't help but worry when she was on the way.

"Long Winter, will anyone find our snowman? And guess what that cylinder is? "The cylinder was so obvious, so long and big that others could see what it meant.

Zhou Changdong glanced at her, "Now you know that you are ashamed?" ”

Yu Wei didn't know how to be ashamed, because the snowman was Zhou Changdong in her heart, and she didn't want others to see the big cylinder.

She turned to go back, but Zhou Changdong grabbed her.

"Don't worry about it, the snow will be covered."

Yu Wei stopped at this time, and then thought of something and laughed.

"The snow won't cover it, and the sun will melt tomorrow as soon as it comes out."

After speaking, seeing that Zhou Changdong didn't react, Yu Wei's eyes were sly, and he smiled even more thiefily and said:

"The fake cylinder will melt when it is seen, and it will soften when it is really said."

Zhou Changdong understood now, and raised his hand to knock her little head.

"There's no healthy content in your brain all day long?"

Yu smiled and smiled, probably because his body had not healed, he would be tired of playing and didn't want to leave, so he pestered him to let him carry it.

Zhou Changdong squatted down with a smile, waited for her to lie on his shoulders, and then picked her up and walked in the direction of home.

"Changdong, you won't be able to carry me when you're old in the future." Yu Wei thought a little stunned.

"Yes, I can carry you for the rest of my life."

"Bragging, when the time comes, you will be eighty, and I will be seventy, how can you still carry it." Yu tilted his head slightly and smiled, leaning on his shoulder.

"Strengthen your exercise, don't say eighty, strive for ninety-one hundred to carry you." Zhou Changdong's voice was soft and hoarse.

Yu smiled, carried by him, and stepped on one footprint after another in the snow.

After returning home, Yu Wei had a low-grade fever again, his spirit was not very good, and he didn't want to eat and went to sleep.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Yu Wei listened to Huang Guihua nagging Zhou Changdong:

"She's not sensible, and you're not sensible? The thirtieth year, this slight side of the fever, you took her out to play in the snow, and now it starts to burn again, are you satisfied? If you don't hurry up and take care of your body, it's time to give birth to a child in the Year of the Monkey! Tian Tian knew that she was affectionate with her daughter-in-law, and she didn't want to give me a grandson to hug. ”

Yu Wei laughed in his sleep.

This man is good, and so is this home......

Yu Wei slept for a long, long time, and slept so much that she felt that she couldn't wake up.

After waking up again, Yu Wei only felt refreshed, that is, his body was sticky and greasy, which should be due to a lot of sweating.

Recently, Zhou Changdong definitely didn't let her take a bath, and the bath bucket she lifted was also weak.

Yu Wei woke up and looked at the sky, it turned out to be night.

She wondered.

Did she sleep for a day and a night?

She opened the door and saw that the south house was lit up, everyone was having dinner, and when Yu Wei was about to walk over, she saw Zhou Changdong coming over with a bowl, and then saw her wake up and stand at the door, Zhou Changdong's expression was very strange.

It's not a feeling of euphoria, it's a sense of panic.

This situation is too strange for Yu Wei, what kind of person is Zhou Changdong?

She had never seen Zhou Changdong feel flustered, but just now, watching him knock over the bowl in his hand in a panic, he walked up to her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

His voice trembled slightly: "Weiwei, don't make trouble, okay?" ”

ps: Two more, and oh, ask for votes.

There seem to be eleven paragraphs in the dividing line.,Each paragraph has 2-3 chapters.,About 30,000 words.,Friends who haven't read it can review the previous text and take a look~