Wen Xien didn't care too much, she just thought that the child was losing her temper, she pinched the child's face, left the child alone, and went out with Guo Zhenfei.

Miao Hua didn't stay where he was obedient, and quietly followed out to look, his overly dark eyes were extremely dark, revealing indifference that shouldn't belong to this age.

The black-skinned man stood honestly outside the door, tall and burly, holding cotton shoes wrapped in cloth in his arms, and his broad, rough hands curled up in the air as if inadvertently, and the palms and knuckles were obviously thick and thick calluses.

The two of them didn't know what they said at the door, and the man had a shy smile on his face, and he looked like an honest bala, stupid to death.

And Wen Xien stood quietly in front of the man.

Fragile and out of place, it can be crushed with one hand.

Anyone who sees it will feel a little dark...... Impulsive thoughts of wanting possession and kissing.

Stunned for a moment, Guo Zhenfei hurriedly retracted his gaze, his Adam's apple rolled, and his words didn't go well: "You, you go in quickly, outside, it's very, it's cold." ”

Wen Xien shook his head: "Brother Guo, I'll watch you go first." ”

Guo Zhenfei was stunned for a moment, his face became even hotter, the expression on his face was tight, and it was clear that an adult man who was more than 1.9 meters tall was still shrinking in front of people who were a head smaller than him.

He left almost with his hands and feet, the snow was still falling, but he was not cold at all, and his heart was warm.

Wen Xien originally planned to go to the foot of the mountain today, but Guo Zhenfei sent meat, and Wen Xien was ready to postpone it for a few days, and it would be better if the snow could stop.

Wen Xien carried Miao Hua to the bed and covered the futon for him, Wen Xien went to the box and took out a few clothes that were not so old, these clothes had to be cut, so that Miao Hua would wear them more properly and keep warm.

To be honest, Wen Xien's sewing skills are really not good, the mending is okay, but it is a little ugly, every time she stabs herself clumsily, Miao Hua is terrified when she looks at it from the side.

Wen Xien sat on the edge of the bed, and the child lay on the bed, watching Wen Xien cut his clothes awkwardly.

Her movements were clumsy and rusty, and Miao Hua knew that Wen Xien might never have touched these rough jobs, only swords and books she had touched, which Wen Xien had probably never seen before.

Miao Hua couldn't sleep, and silently accompanied Wen Xien to sew clothes all afternoon.

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After a few days of snow really stopped, and the sun came out, Wen Xien counted the money in his hand, and decided to take Miao Hua to the street to buy a few decent and beautiful clothes for the children, and by the way, buy some eggs and some nutritious food, and improve the food.

Miao Hua was already malnourished, and he was still growing his body, so if he didn't eat something good, he couldn't grow taller, what should he do?

Thinking so, Wen Xien walked up to the child and asked him, "Xiaohua, do you want to play?" ”

Miao Hua looked up and nodded, well-behaved and sensible.

It's too well-behaved, which makes Wen Xien even more distressed.

Wen Xien rubbed his hair, pulled him out, and locked the door.

There was snow on the road, and there were deep footprints left on it, Wen Xien's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he walked neither fast nor slow, so Miao Hua consciously stood beside her, pulling the corners of her clothes, obediently and skillfully.

The morning market has dispersed, and there are not so many people setting up stalls in the town now, but it is still quite lively.

Wen Xien bought two catties of pork and a bag of white noodles, and she didn't buy much vegetarian vegetables, because she also planted a little bit of it herself, and she also had a little wild vegetables in her house.

Wen Xien found that the child was really quiet, and he was not curious about anything on the street, but just held her hand firmly, as if he was afraid of getting lost.

Wen Xien looked funny, she squatted down and looked at the child, the child had a straight face like a little adult, his eyes were dark and cold, and he stared at Wen Xien quietly.

Wen Xien asked softly, "Is there anything you want to eat?" ”

The child was stunned, he was not interested in these things at all: "No." ”

"Really?" Wen Xien didn't believe it.

"Nope."

Wen Xien still didn't believe it, how could there be children who were not interested in eating, she looked left and right, and went to a stall to buy a candy man.

Stuffing the candy man into the child's hand, Wen Xien pinched his face, "I know you want to eat,"

Miao Hua looked at the sugar man in his hand silently, a little tangled, and licked it with curiosity, it was very sweet and delicious.

Wen Xien's eyes lit up after seeing the child lick it, and then he licked it in small mouthfuls like a puppy, and the child paid attention to his image very much, and he ate very gently.

He also said that he didn't want to eat it.

Holding the child's other hand, Wen Xien led him to a shop that made clothes, and spent most of the money on picking two pieces at random, Wen Xien was not distressed, and made three pieces at once, but he had to take them in a few days, helped the child measure the size, and bought another candy man, Wen Xien took the child home.

One big and one small, walking slowly, extraordinarily harmonious.

When she got home, Wen Xien took a broom to sweep the snow at the door and in the narrow yard, and she asked the child to play by himself, but the child didn't know where to find a broom, and the broom made him half a section higher.

He swept the floor with a broom with both hands, but the snow was not swept up, but he seemed to be more real than the snow, his face was red, his neck was thick, and he didn't sweep a piece.

Wen Xien couldn't help but laugh quietly when he watched from the side, and was suddenly discovered by the sharp-eyed child.

The child's face turned even redder, he was a little angry and a little ashamed to stare at Wen Xien, who was smiling like a flower, and pursed his lips tightly: "Don't laugh." ”

Wen Xien held back and didn't laugh, and he didn't last a second before he broke his work.

The child's face became redder and redder, like a little tomato, but it still had a small face, maintaining the last dignity.

When he had laughed enough, Wen Xien said to the child holding the broom: "Xiaohua will go to the side to play by herself, and I will be alone here." ”

The stubborn child did not listen to persuasion, and still silently held a big broom taller than himself and swept it hard, Wen Xien looked funny and distressed, such a well-behaved child, which parent is willing to abandon it.

After the two of them cleaned up, it was already afternoon, and she reached out to touch Miao Hua's head, but was avoided by the child.

Wen Xien was stunned for a moment, looked down at the child's expressionless face, smiled, and did not force it.

Miao Hua quietly glanced at Wen Xien with his peripheral eyes, Wen Xien didn't seem to be angry by the child's face, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously slightly raised, as if he was always close to gentleness.

Miao Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes as black as splashing ink.

Wen Xien felt his gaze and subconsciously looked down, only to see the child's unwavering face, without any expression.

Good night

(End of chapter)