Lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

It was a sleepless night.

……

At Christmas, N City ushered in another heavy snowfall this winter, and Su Yue started processing orders early in the morning, and was busy until noon, and there was no time to take a sip of water.

"Mommy, go out and play."

The snow stopped in the morning, and there was still a little sun at this time, and the thick snow piled up on the road made Su Xiaoqiao's heart fly out.

She took Su Yue's hand and asked her to take her out to play.

Su Yue stopped what she was doing, looked at Xiao Qiao with a smile and asked, "Where does Xiao Qiao want to play?" ”

My aunt's son got married for the New Year, and she returned to China a few days ago.

Now there are only their mother and daughter at home, it has been snowing for the past two days, Su Yue has never taken her out, she has always let her play at home by herself, she is busy with her work.

Su Yue thought that she was indeed going to take her out for a walk, just when the snow stopped.

Su Xiaoqiao said, "Go to the square and build a snowman." ”

Yesterday, someone in the yard next door was facing the snowman, and the little girl was eager to try it when she walked into the sky, and today she finally couldn't bear it.

"Okay." Su Yue smiled and nodded in agreement, and then looked at the little girl and discussed, "Is it okay to wait for Mommy for ten minutes?" ”

She had to spend ten minutes on tricky work that she couldn't wait.

Su Xiaoqiao nodded sensibly, "Yes." ”

Then she went to the sofa by herself to pick up her coat and put it on in an orderly manner, looking very distressed.

Su Yue looked very relieved.

She also finished the things she couldn't wait for as quickly as possible.

The mother and daughter wrapped themselves tightly, gloves, hats, and masks, revealing their two eyes.

Both of them were wearing pink down jackets, and Su Yue's long jet-black hair was scattered, pressed under the pink line hat, and her eyes were red by the wind.

There was a trace of tears in his eyes, which was also blown by the wind.

She was very afraid of the cold, and she shivered from the cold, but Su Xiaoqiao played very energetically, and a pair of small hands kept transporting the nearby snow to Su Yue, and asked Su Yue to build a snowman for her.

"Mommy, come on, wow, they're all right." Su Xiaoqiao pointed to a family of four who were also building snowmen not far away, and anxiously urged Su Yue.

There are four people, they are only two people, or 'vulnerable groups', women and children, how can they compare their speed with others?

Su Yue frowned and was a little depressed, but she didn't want to sweep the little girl's interest, so she tried her best to speed up.

The mother and daughter were tired and panting, and the snowman's body had not yet been piled up, and the surrounding ones that started behind them had already been piled up.

"I want Daddy." Su Xiaoqiao said a little sadly, and as she spoke, she lowered her head and sank the corners of her mouth.

At Christmas, parents bring their children here to play, and there is a big Christmas tree in the middle of the square, hanging with colorful small lanterns, twinkling and twinkling, like little stars.

The atmosphere was so flawless.

As for their mother and daughter, they can't seem to fit into the overall atmosphere.

At this time last year, Xiao Qiao couldn't walk steadily in the snow at all, so Qiao Chen hugged her around the Christmas tree and built a very special little snowman for her.

The little girl's hands were red from the cold, and he opened his mouth and stuffed her small hands into his mouth in turn to warm them.

At that time, others were also very envious of their family of three, always praising her for being a good match for Qiao Chen, always praising them for Xiao Qiao being very cute and missing her.

Nowadays, things are, but people are not.

Su Yue pursed her lips, sniffed, bent down to pick up Xiao Qiao, and encouraged her with a smile, "It's okay, let's work hard, don't give up, we can definitely pile it up." ”

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