Jirounuu nuzui pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Dad, if you want to sprinkle dog food in front of me again, I will ignore you."
Ji's father was amused by Ji Rou's lovely appearance and laughed: "but my family's Xiao Rou is not a single dog. What dog food can I sprinkle with you?"
"Who says I'm not a single dog?" During the first snow last year, Ji Rou didn't have a formal relationship with her brother Feng. In her opinion, she was a single dog who was often fed dog food by her parents.
Looking at his daughter's ruddy face, Ji's father started to play with his heart: "it's estimated that your brother Feng will come to you for skiing in a little while. Do you dare to say that you are a single dog?"
"Brother Feng came to me for skiing. Why am I not a single dog?" Ji Rou knows what her father means, but she has to pretend not to know because she is shy. The more important reason is that brother Feng didn't tell her. How does she know whether brother Feng is in love with her or between men and women.
"So our little Rou doesn't like brother Feng?" he said with a smile
Jirou immediately said: "of course I like it!"
"Just like it."
"But..."
"But what?"
"Will brother Feng like me?" Even if you know that brother Feng is very painful and takes care of himself, but Jirou, like the girl who is just in love, likes a boy and worries that the other side doesn't like him.
"Silly girl, if Xiang Lingfeng doesn't like you, why does he treat you so well? He is very kind to you. Sometimes as your father, I feel inferior to him. " It's said that the daughter is the father's previous lover, and the father is reluctant to give his little lover to another man early. Ji's father treats Xiang Lingfeng as his future son-in-law because he treats her well.
As a daughter's father, it is estimated that the greatest satisfaction in this life is to see that her daughter can meet a man who loves her more than her father.
"Dad, do you really think so?"
"If you don't believe me, ask him later."
"He didn't say he was coming today."
Jingling bell -
is saying that Xiang Lingfeng's phone is ringing. Ji Rou sees three words of brother Feng on the screen of her mobile phone, and her face is red. "Dad, brother Feng is calling."
"Silly boy, what did I say?"
"He just called. He didn't say he wanted to come to me, let alone go skiing with him."
In fact, when Xiang Lingfeng called, Ji Rou knew that he must have asked her out to go skiing in the East ski resort. Because since she can remember, the first snow every year is spent like this, as if it had become a tacit agreement between the two of them.
"Then you can get in and ask," said Ji
Ji Rou answers the phone quickly: "brother Feng......"
Xiang Lingfeng's voice, as warm as sunshine, came to Jirou's ear from the handset: "little girl, it snowed last night. Is it cold for you?"
Ji Rou said with a smile, "the heating is warm at home. It's not cold for me."
Xiang Lingfeng said, "it's not cold, so how can we not get up at this time?"
Jirou said in surprise, "brother Feng, do you have a thousand mile eye?"
Xiang Lingfeng chuckled: "it's not that I have thousands of miles of eyes, but that's what you do every year. In the first snow, we will find all kinds of reasons to stay in bed and all kinds of reasons not to go to school. "
Jirounuzui: "haven't you heard that snowy days are more suitable for warm quilts?"
Xiang Lingfeng was also amused by her misdirection: "well, you are right about everything. But you're going to get up. I'll take you to the East ski resort later. "
Ji Rou nodded: "well, I'll get up right away. See you later, brother Feng. "
Ji Rou hung up the phone, looked jealous at her father, and saw his father shaking his head and sighing: "I told you to get up, but I couldn't get up. Your brother Feng called, and you rolled out of bed. I have worked hard to raise my daughter. It's so sad that she's been hogged away so soon. "
Jirou said with a smile, "Dad, I'll always be your daughter. I can't be robbed of this identity."
Father Ji rubbed her head: "get up quickly. I'll take the dumpling to the kitchen to warm it for you. You must eat it before going out for a while. You can't go hungry. "
Ji Rouchao's father made a naughty military salute: "yes, my dear father!"
"Xiaorou..."
Her mother's voice pulled Jirou back to reality from her memory. She looked back and saw her mother standing at the door, her eyes fixed on her. She quietly wiped away tears from her eyes.
"Mom, what's the matter?"
"Out for breakfast." Maybe Ji's mother also thought of the past, with tears looming in her eyes, "the fruit dumpling I just made, your father and your favorite."
"Well, I'll come." Jirou smiles at her mother.
At this time in the past years, my mother would make fruit dumplings. This kind of food can't be eaten too much. If I eat too much, I'm tired. But my father doesn't want to waste my mother's mind. He eats as much as my mother does. There is no one left.
Ji dad and Ji Rou always think that their mother likes to make fruit dumplings, so they cooperate to pretend that they like to eat fruit dumplings. Today, Ji Rou knows that their mother thought that their father and daughter like to eat fruit dumplings, so they always get up early to make fruit dumplings for their father and daughter in the first snow every year.
It's a misunderstanding, a beautiful and warm misunderstanding. Ji Rou knows, but she doesn't want to tell her mother. Let the beautiful misunderstanding remain the same all the time.
It's just that her father can't accompany her to eat the fruit dumpling made by her mother. He can't tease her and brother Feng when eating the fruit dumpling.
How about brother Feng?
Brother Feng is still alive, but she can't see him. She doesn't know whether he is well off or how his injury is?
She wanted to help him, but she couldn't do anything.
She even dared to think that she could go skiing with brother Feng at the East ski resort with her in the first snow as usual. She did not dare to have a snowball fight with brother Feng. She also did not dare to hope that brother Feng could take her to fish in the frozen small Shaxi River.
Brother Feng, are you ok? Is your injury all right? You must be having a bad time now, right?
Although every family in minluo city has heating, it's not easy to stay in the heating room every day. Such weather should have a great impact on brother Feng's recovery.
Jirou takes a deep breath and tries to forget her brother Feng's business temporarily. What she has to do now is to accompany her mother well.
The past has passed away, so we should cherish the people in front of us, cherish the present, live every day as the last day of our lives, and live the splendor of every day.