24 solar terms,

Xiao Han.

On this day, it was so cold that it was not clear.

Early in the morning,

As soon as Qihua woke up, he shouted and said, I want to go to Yafu, I can't help myself, so I support Ying'er to lead him to the water stream.

however

Not long after Qihua's front foot walked, the son's back foot went down to the morning court and came from the Mogui Palace to step on the snow.

"Li'er, where's Qihua?" As soon as Childe entered the door, he searched inside and out, but he couldn't see Qihua, so he asked me so.

When I heard that he was looking for his son for the first time, I was suddenly surprised, and I only asked, "What day is today, how can my son remember Qihua?"

"What did Li'er say this, as if I didn't care about it." Childe said with some timidity in his tone.

"Isn't it?" I only stood in front of Childe, and asked deliberately with raised eyebrows.

"This Qihua, others don't know, they think it's Bai Yan's son!" Childe's words, I think it's mixed with a little sourness.

Suddenly

"Little princess, slow down!"

With the call of Lai'er outside the door, my son and I both looked back, and saw that Xiao Xiao happened to come back from flying a kite outside, and saw that her father was also there, jumping up and down excitedly, and jumped into Childe's arms like a swimming fish, "Father, hug~"

Childe only picked her up with a smooth face, and couldn't help but sigh in front of me, "She is really like you," and then said, "Originally, I wanted to come to teach her Chinese poetry today, but he is not there, so ...... Young...... Do you want to learn?"

"Hmm." When he saw his father looking at him, he must have responded positively.

"Qihua went to Bai Yan's place early this morning, I guess...... I can't come back for a while, and although it's my daughter's house, it's good to learn more. I straightened my asymmetrical neckline, turned my face to Childe and said.

Childe only walked to the front of the case with his young arms in his arms,

Bent over and put Xiao Xiao on the seat, and then found a copy of "Word Book" by the bookcase, turned around and handed it to Xiao Yao.

After I glanced at it, I only stepped forward and took it, flipped through two pages, and said, "This...... Isn't it too difficult for an untimely death?"

Childe said leisurely, "It's not difficult...... It's not difficult, Li'er is so smart, it's definitely not bad! ”

I glanced at myself and let out a "sigh", only quietly went to the inner room, and continued to sew up the unfinished sachet without a word.

presently

The sound of Langlang slowly entered the ear.

Childe said, followed by a sentence.

Somehow, my heart suddenly rippled and swirled, wave after wave, gently rippling, clean and clear, shining brightly.

I only guessed that when my son was young, if he didn't have that **, would he be like now, but he always lived a quiet and stable life with his parents.

If so, then

Will Childe and I ever meet again?

If so, what would it be?

A stitch and thread in my hand, constantly shuttling back and forth on the dark brocade, I only remembered in my heart: When I was dying, my father also doted on me like this, teaching me to read and write, and teaching etiquette, righteousness and shame......

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom."

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom."

"The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to have a home."

"The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to have a home."

"The peach is dying, there is a fact."

"The peach is dying, there is a fact."

"The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family."

"The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family."

"The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming."

"The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming."

"The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family."

"The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family."

……

It's paradoxical, it's like back then, however, it's better that Childe and I finally gave it to them

A complete life.