The sunset returns, and the red silk reflects the mountains and rivers. Guan Qi, who had been looking forward to the snow all winter, finally received a few grains of unmelted snow in the yard a few days before the New Year.

In the south of the motherland, however, it unexpectedly snowed solidly, and even crushed some buildings that had fallen into disrepair.

"Oops......"

Jiang Shijin had actually woken up a long time ago, but the faint sighs of her grandmother in the living room made the former worry-the sudden cold made her grandmother's leg start to hurt again.

Jiang Shijin has experience in this kind of thing, probably because of the incorrect sitting posture caused by long-term classes, Jiang Shijin has some habitual broken feet, and there is a faint pain every rainy season.

So, the pain from the ankle shook the half-asleep person awake, and Jiang Shijin immediately thought of his grandmother's leg.

"Mom, let's go to the hospital and see if the doctor can prescribe some plasters."

"Shhhh......h

When grandma said this, Jiang Shijin was actually standing at the door, hesitating for a long time, and finally chose to stop outside the door for grandma to take care of her thoughts.

"Mom, even if it's you......"

"Come in, grandma is fine, but you ......" Grandma interrupted her mother's words, it turned out that she had already noticed Jiang Shijin's footsteps.

"Why did you wake up so early today? It's cold, don't catch a cold. ”

Jiang Shijin had just entered the house, and grandma's concern slammed her head and face: "Grandma, I'm fine, didn't I tell my mother today that I was going to buy New Year's goods, and I was a little anxious." ”

I have to say that it's not that a family doesn't enter the door, Jiang Shijin and grandma are trying to cover up their discomfort, just so that the other party can worry less.

"Okay, okay, when the snow stops, you and your mother will go shopping for New Year's goods." Holding the granddaughter's hand, the truth of the next generation is vividly reflected here as a grandmother.

The snow outside the window was no smaller than when Jiang Shijin first woke up, but it was no longer so fine and dense, as if it was going to erode and collapse people little by little.

Grandma didn't know when she was cutting the window flowers, and when Jiang Shijin noticed it, the window flowers in her grandmother's hand had begun to take shape, and with the warm yellow light in the house, she crashed into a gray window outside the window, and an orange fire swayed and started.

"Hey...... In recent years, even barbecue and picnics have been restricted. Guan Qi sighed at the light of the blue gas stove, and the complaint in his mouth couldn't stop, "You can't put fireworks, what kind of New Year's flavor is there in this BJ?" ”

"Okay, okay, don't read it, I'll cook a meal and listen to you." Guan Qi's mother's dissatisfaction also resounded in the sky, "Go and go, and your father pasted the word Fu, don't let your grandfather follow the ladder to climb the heights." ”

"Also, your grandfather is coming in a while, don't talk endlessly. Even if the old man likes to listen to you juniors, at your frequency, it will be tiring to listen too much! ”

"Okay, okay, let's get out quickly, did your dad just call you?"

I have to say that when Guan Mu spoke, even Guan Qi couldn't interject, the latter pursed his lips and said in his heart: Isn't it inherited from you?

"Oh, you sit, grandpa and your dad can do it."

"Dad, you let her do some work, how old is this, as long as you are around, she won't do anything......" Guan Mu's voice came down the kitchen, as if her head was slightly tilted towards the door just to give face to this distance.

A few white clouds hang on the eaves, a few noisy halls, and the Spring Festival is accompanied by snow to dye the motherland with the color of the new year and the old year......