Chapter 294 New Year

This year is the first reunion year of Zhen Shi Niang's family of four.

Maybe it's the last one.

Although Shen Zhongqi was advised to have confidence in herself, Zhen Shiniang had no confidence in herself at all. The doctor did not cure the dying people, and so many famous doctors were helpless. Her illness could probably be cured.

Therefore, Zhen Shiniang cherishes it very much.

It snowed for two nights in a row. In the early morning of the thirty-first morning, Zhen Shiniang saw through the window that Jianwu Jianwen and Xianjie and a group of little maids were making snowmen in the small garden in front of her. Zhen Shiniang simply changed into a thick cotton-padded coat and ran out.

Seeing my mother, Jian Wu and Jian Wen were extremely happy, "...Mom, mother, I want to use egg shells to make eyes!" While rolling a big snowball with Jianwen and pressing it on the made snowman, Jian Wu looked at the white snowman's head and said.

"Good!" Zhen Shiniang patted the snowman while wearing thick gloves and said, "Don't forget to paint your eyes black with ink."

"Hmm!" Jian Wu turned around and told the little maid, "Go and bring my ink and beat two empty eggshells." Measure it with your hand, "Tell Xu's mother to just make a small hole in the egg, and the egg white and yolk can be poured out and stir-fried." When I was a child, I was reluctant to waste it. Zhen Shiniang often played with eggshells for Jianwu Jianwen like this.

Seeing that they still remembered these details, Zhen Shiniang nodded with relief.

Parents' words and teaching can always imperceptibly transform their children.

"I want to use this to make a nose!" Sister Xian also pulled out a fiery red tortoise pony hairpin from her head, "The red nose is beautiful!"

That's a valuable tortoe!

The little maid who was chatuting suddenly fell silent and looked at Zhen Shiniang one after another.

I felt that the atmosphere was not right. Sister Xian didn't know what was wrong. Her little hand froze in mid-air, and her little mouth pouted and wanted to cry.

I didn't expect that Sister Xian would take out such a valuable thing to make a snowman's nose. It was even more ridiculous than the small county owner who exchanged Cuiyu for a puppet. Zhen Shinang was also surprised. She said that it was too expensive to be used as a toy. Seeing that Sister Xian was about to cry, Zhen Shinang couldn She took Sister Xian's hand with a smile, "It's just that Sister Xian should remember to take it back when the snowman melts." He put the tortoise baby's hairpin in the snowman's face, and then carved a angular mouth under the nose with Sister Xian's hand.

White snow, dazzling red, shining brightly in the sun.

In an instant, the snowman seemed to have life, grinning and smiling at everyone.

Sister Xian slapped her hands happily, "The snowman is alive, the snowman is alive! Mother..." She took Zhen Shiniang's hand, "Let's call her Xiaoxue, okay?"

"He's a man!" Jian Wu fiercely objected, "Call Da Yong to be nice!"

Zhen Shi Niang took the little maid's bun made of straw and pressed it on the top of the snowman's head. "Now, she has become a woman!"

"Mother!" Jian Wu's face turned red.

This is what he and his brother worked so hard to pile up.

"...Brother has to let his sister!" Zhen Shiniang lowered her head and tidied up the bun on the top of the snowman's head.

Jian Wu pinched his nose and made a grimace at Sister Xian.

Sister Xian flashed behind Zhen Shi Niang.

Seeing that Sister Xian secretly poked her head out from behind her and stretched out her tongue to Jian Wen Jianwu, Zhen Shiniang nodded with relief.

Since Yang Lan's death, Sister Xian has been so lively for the first time.

After that, the old lady became more and more confused, especially the people and things in front of her in a blink of an eye. Correspondingly, she is not so close to Sister Xian. If she can get out of the old lady's confinement, she will soon forget the shadow of the night and return to her former liveliness.

"Madam..." Dongju is always a little worried about using valuable tortoise dais to make a snowman's nose.

"...I'll mention her later." Zhen Shiniang whispered, "There are no messy people in this yard. You can find a little maid to watch it later and put it away as soon as the snowman melts."

Winter chrysanthemum whispered.

The snowman was piled up in the middle of the small garden. Seeing that the garden was empty, Zhen Shiniang remembered the ice lamp in her previous life and simply took a few children to pour the ice lamp in the garden... On the cold days, the dripping of water turned into ice. Soon, everyone poured out large ice cubes of different sizes.

When Shen Zhongqi came back, the family was playing hotly, especially Jianwu Jianwen. It was rare for his mother to accompany them to be so crazy, as if they had returned to the past. The two little guys jumped up and down happily, and their heads were sweating. Even Sister Xian shouted loudly, which shocked Shen Zhongqi.

"God, it's a cold day, you are careful to freeze!" When he came forward, he wanted to take Zhen Shiniang back to the room. He saw that the three children had stopped shouting and were looking at him with his big eyes open. Shen Zhongqi stopped beside Zhen Shiniang.

"Dad, mother took us to water the ice lamp." Jian Wu Jianwen first shouted, "Mother took us to water the ice lamp!" Sister Xian also shouted, her eyes flashed, and she forgot to call her mother. She followed Jian Wu Jianwen to call her mother. Just as she was about to drag Zhen Shi Niang into the room, Shen Zhongqi was there and turned around and looked at Sister Xian in a bruise.

Sister Xian, how long has it been since I was so happy?

Thinking of how funny she was in the past two months, Sister Xian was timid. Without saying a word, Shen Zhongqi turned his head and looked at Zhen Shi Niang.

Zhen Shi Niang took advantage of the opportunity to take his hand, "... It's rare for the children to be happy. General, come with you."

"Your body..." Shen Zhongqi's tone hesitated.

It's not this group of children. Her body is more delicate than that daffodil.

"...New Year's, just this time, I have asked someone to make cold soup. After entering the house, everyone will drink a bowl. It's okay."

Maybe this is the last time in her life.

With that, Zhen Shiniang pulled Shen Zhongqi to a large square ice cube that had just been poured, and said with a smile, "We are worried that the ice is too hard for everyone to carve. The general came just to work hard." He took a blunt knife from the maid's hand and handed it to him, pointing to the top of the ice. "The general chiseled a hole from here, and he can put candles at night."

On a temporary basis, there was no mold at home. It was the big ice cubes brought by the boy from everywhere and put them around the garden. Everyone cast on this basis, and there was no training. Everyone was whimsical and watered as much as they wanted. As a result, they made a pile of strange-shaped large ice cubes, which were

However, if you can pour these out with your own hands and see the flowing water turn into crystal ice under your hands, this magical feeling is that everyone is already very happy. Jian Wu Jianwen shouted for a while, "One more spoonful of water!" After a while, he shouted, "I have a bag on my head." It made everyone giggle, but no one cared about whether it was good or not.

Shen Zhongqi, the latecomer, felt particularly ugly. He dug out a small diamond-shaped hole half a foot deep with two or three knives. Shen Zhongqi simply flattened the edges and corners outside, making it like a big watermelon.

Jianwen was dumbfounded.

Turn back and say hello to my mother, "Second uncle is skillful, I'll ask the second uncle to eagle!"

I'm just on the spur of the moment. This little guy doesn't want to carve all these, does he?

Looking at thirty or forty strange-shaped ice cubes in the small garden, Shen Zhongqi had a black line on his forehead.

This can't be done in an hour or two!

Zhen Shiniang nodded, "Okay!" He said, "Call Feng Shisan and Ji Huaifeng again." With that, he asked the little maid to take the water and pour it evenly along the watermelon that had just been carved by Shen Zhongqi. However, in a quarter of an hour, the white scars on the surface of the ice hockey disappeared, and a crystal clear watermelon lamp jumped in front of her.

Jianwu Jianwen screamed happily.

He turned his head and greeted the little maid to take the candle.

Sister Xian first grabbed the fire and asked Shen Zhongqi to hold her and go forward.

From the center of the watermelon lamp, it emits an orange light, which is crystal clear in the sun.

The people in the yard sighed.

"...Why isn't it dark yet!" Jian Wu looked up at the white sun.

He can't wait to come out at night to see the ice lamp he made himself.

The little maids covered their mouths and smiled.

was infected, and even the corners of Shen Zhongqi's mouth involuntarily raised.

After all, he was worried about Zhen Shiniang's health. Seeing that Shen Zhongxin and others still had to carve for a period of time, Shen Zhongqi urged Zhen Shinang to lead Sister Xian into the room to warm up, "... It's the same when you come out at night." He lowered his voice again, "What do you like? I'll paint it for you when you come into the room."

I didn't expect Zhen Shiniang to like the ice lamp so much. Suddenly, Shen Zhongqi wanted to carve one for her by herself and put it in the most dazzling part of the garden, so that she could see it in the room every day.

Zhen Shiniani's eyes lit up, "Okay, I'll go back to paint." Seeing that Sister Xian was still not satisfied, she took her hand and said, "Let's go back to sleep first, or we won't have the energy at night." The tone is intimate and peaceful.

Sister Xian's little face became bright in an instant.

When she slept until she was in the palm of the lamp, Zhen Shiniang opened her eyes. Jian Wen and Jian Wuxian had already changed her clothes and was lying on the bedside and looking at her with her big eyes.

"... My mother can really sleep. I woke up a long time ago." Sister Xian blinked.

"Don't say that about my mother!" Jian Wu immediately stared, "My mother is not in good health. Dad said to sleep and take care of her health!"

Jian Wu has always been domineering, and he will be trained without speculation.

Sister Xian had been used to his temper and turned her face away.

Seeing that the two of them blushed when they didn't agree, Zhen Shiniang shook her head helplessly and reached out and pulled Sister Xian over. "Who combed her hair? It's so beautiful."

"Sister Dongju combed it..." Sister Xian said, secretly glanced at Jian Wu, lay down in Zhen Shiniang's ear and whispered, "I'm not saying that my mother is sleepy. I'm in a hurry to come back to see the ice lamp."

For the first time, I made ice lanterns by myself. As soon as it was dark, a few children were afraid that they would disturb Zhen Shiniang's sleep. They were also worried that the children would play wild and didn't want to eat. Shen Zhongqi strictly ordered them to order New Year's Eve dinner.

So, the three children watched eagerly in front of Zhen Shiniang's bed and waited for her to wake up.

Zhen Shi Niang laughed hoarsely, "Okay, let's go to dinner." He lowered his voice and whispered to Sister Xian's ear again, "I'm also looking forward to coming back from dinner to see the ice lantern."

Sister Xian's little face immediately turned red, like a ripe apple, "I'm going to get my mother's clothes!" She turned around and jumped to the ground.

This Jianwu Jianwen was unhappy because his mother woke up and bit his sister's ears. He took off his shoes and climbed into bed and squeezed into Zhen Shi Niang's arms one after another. He hugged her tightly and did not let go, for fear that she would be robbed.

Zhen Shiniang couldn't laugh or cry. RS