Xibao sat upright on the edge of the kang, swaying her legs, curiously watching her mother busy and busy, like a good child.

When he saw his mother unwrapping a large number of delicious things, all of which were more familiar, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted impatiently: "Mom, Mom, my, my, Guoguo!" He pointed to the cans.

"Why are your eyes so pointed?" Having said that, Feng Qingxue still opened a can for him and poured half of it in a bowl.

Xibao skillfully turned over and climbed back to the kang surface, hummed and pulled the kang table from the inside to the middle, sat in front of the kang table, put two small claws on the edge of the table, and looked at the bowl in front of him happily, oh, it was the orange petals and sugar water in the bowl, the little fat hand stretched out to the side, received the spoon handed by the wind and snow, and immediately scooped a piece of orange petal into his mouth.

The wind and snow tied a bib to him, and the little one shook his head violently,

"Don't, don't!"

"If you don't tie it, you won't eat it." Xibao immediately paused when he said this, and honestly let his mother embroider red on a white background

The bib with the word "Xibao" was worn on himself, that is, he was too fat, and the strap behind him was barely tied together.

"That's it!" The wind and snow patted Xibao on the shoulder. Xi Bao sighed, bowed his head and ate his own food, and the spoon waved so fast.

When he licked the bottom of the bowl cleanly, except for grain and dried vegetables, the rest of the things were put in place by the wind and snow.

.. Grain and dried vegetables were placed in the western corner, and when the soldiers arrived, they piled them up in the corner according to her words.

There is no partition in this house, there is no living room and bedroom, but the area is not small, the kang is located on the east side, and some grain potatoes and other things are piled up on the west side, which is a little messy, but there is no way.

The four sacks of grain were finished grains and flour, and they were placed on two side-by-side benches. Feng Qingxue opened the bag and looked at the flour inside, and suddenly there was a smoke in front of him, and his mind was dizzy.

I stood still for a while, and after the dizziness passed, Feng Qingxue still felt uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but hold on to the wall and gasp twice, and said to myself, "What's wrong?" She pressed her pulse, and before her fingertips could find anything, she saw the calendar on her watch.

"Is this pregnant?" While seeing the calendar clearly, the fingertips are like a disc beads, which is a slippery vein. As soon as Lu Jiang came in, he heard this, immediately put down the things he brought, strode up to her like a meteor, and helped her, unable to hide his concern and joy.

"What did you just say? Pregnant? Is Xibao going to be a brother? He asked, and as he carefully calculated in his mind, his wife seemed to have not been in trouble for a month and a half.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Qingxue chuckled and said, "Could it be that you and I have a heart-to-heart?" Or do you and your baby have a heart? No sooner had I felt the pulse of his presence than you were home. "It's admitting that you're pregnant.

Lu Jiang hugged her, laughed, and was as happy as a child.

"I'm a dad again!"

"You've been a dad for a long time, what do you mean to be a dad again? Where do you put Xibao in this? The wind and snow glanced at him,

"You should say, you have another child."

"Yes, yes, you're right, we have another child, is it okay to have a sister?" Lu Jiang's language is incoherent and authentic.

Seeing his parents hugging each other, Xibao was unhappy. He stood up angrily, holding the bowl in both hands, facing the couple, and said loudly, "No! ”