When night fell, Chu Jiao'er sat on the stone steps at the door and looked at the night sky outside.

Today was a sunny day, cloudless and only a bright moon reflected the snow on the ground, reflecting a silvery light.

Zhang Dazhu walked out of the kitchen with food, and when he saw Chu Jiao'er sitting outside, he couldn't help but walk over quickly and said, "Why are you sitting outside?" Come inside, don't freeze. ”

The latter glanced at him lightly and said, "I want to eat hot pot." ”

Zhang Dazhu hurriedly put down the food in his hand, picked up the cloak on the side and walked over to put it on her: "You can't eat those spicy things now, be obedient, go back to the house to eat first." ”

Listening to Zhang Dazhu's tone, Chu Jiaoer couldn't help but have the illusion that an old mother took care of her children. <

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