There is Room For the Poor Daughter

In October, snowflakes began to float in Liangdu.

Daozi was detained in the house by Daohua, except when he went to accompany Gu Jian and Guo Ruomei, he was easily not allowed to go out, for fear that he would freeze and catch a cold.

Although he couldn't get out, the room was covered with blankets, allowing him to run around.

"Mother, play!"

The maid played with Daozi for a while, and then Daozi got bored, and ran to hug Daohua's thigh.

Daohua is writing a family letter without raising her head: "I can't go out. It's snowing outside and it will freeze you. After my mother has written the family letter to my grandfather, grandfather and grandmother, I will play with you."

Daozi hugged Daohua's leg and twisted: "Mother, play!"

Daohua glanced at her son who was holding her coquettishly and listened to her son's milky request. She suddenly softened and had to hold the little guy in her arms: "Mother write a letter first, and I will accompany you after writing, okay? ?"

The little guy was happy when he sat in his mother's arms. He was obedient at first, but when he saw Daohua dipped his pen and ink and wrote black letters on the paper, he was suddenly curious, and Wu Liuliu's eyes were wide open. A hand is also a little ready to move.

Seeing that her son reached out to grab the brush, Daohua had to hold her son's hand with her hand and speed up the writing speed.

Daozi didn't like being restrained, twisted a few times and opened Daohua's hand.

At this time, Daohua had already written the letter, and she didn't bother to care about him anymore. She put down the pen, folded the letter, and put it in the envelope.

During this period, Daohua didn't notice that Daozi grabbed the brush. By the time she found out, Daozi had already stretched her ink-filled claws towards the envelope.

Looking at the slap print on the envelope, Daohua patted Daozi's butt: "This is a letter written to my grandfather. You made it like this, and my mother has to rewrite it again. Forget it, I won't write it again, let you Grandfather sees how naughty you are."

In winter, he was wearing thick clothes and Daohua didn't exert any strength, and Daozi didn't feel any pain at all. On the contrary, he felt that his mother was playing with him, and she was about to put a palm print on Daohua's face with her dark claws.

Daohua was so frightened that she quickly turned her head to the side.

Daozi felt amused, and kept waving his hands to greet Daohua's face.

"Xiao Moxi, are you itchy?"

Xiao Yeyang came back from outside, and as soon as he stepped into the house, he heard the voice of his wife scolding his son, and immediately asked with a smile, "What big thing did my son do, so angry that your mother called you by your name?"

Seeing that Xiao Yeyang was back, Daohua hurriedly handed over the chubby dimple in her arms.

Xiao Yeyang didn't see his son's little black hand, and took it with a smile: "Tell dad, what are you doing to your mother?"

It was Rice that answered him and put his hand on his face.

"Cuckoo~"

Seeing the dark mass on Xiao Yeyang's face, Daozi smiled happily, and turned to look at Daohua: "Mother, look."

After he finished speaking, he gave Xiao Yeyang another slap on the face.

Daohua laughed out loud when she saw Xiao Yeyang's face being scribbled by her son.

At this time, Xiao Yeyang also noticed his son's little dirty hands. Seeing that the maids in the room were all bowing their heads and laughing, his face was a little stiff.

"Xiao, Mo, Xi!"

Xiao Yeyang, who was gnashing his teeth, was warmly welcomed by Daozi again, this time with both hands.

Xiao Yeyang quickly grabbed his son's hand, and seeing Daohua standing beside him gloating at the misfortune, he couldn't help but say, "Yan Yiyi, don't care about your good son."

Daohua didn't want to get ink on her face, she spread her hands and said, "That's your son too, you take care of it yourself." After laughing for a while, she let the maid come in with hot water.

Xiao Yeyang washed Daozi's hands with a stern face, and Daohua waited until his son was clean before going to hug him.

Xiao Yeyang saw it and hummed.

Daohua smiled and said: "This is called parent-child interaction, and we can do more in the future."

Xiao Yeyang rolled his eyes: "Why didn't you come?"

Daohua: "I have had enough interactions with my son, so I'll leave this to you."

Xiao Yeyang was speechless: "I thank you." After speaking, he hummed, "I was going to take your mother and son out for a walk in two days, but now."

Not only Daozi wanted to go out to play, but Daohua actually wanted to go out. After she came to Liangdu, she hadn't had a good time shopping: "Where to go?"

Looking at the smiling rice flowers, Xiao Yeyang smiled: "As soon as you say you go out, you will be more energetic. I think you are wilder than your son."

Daohua said confidently: "I am an adult, and my son is a villain. Naturally, he can't compare to me."

Xiao Yeyang knew that Daohua didn't like to stay in the back house and didn't hang her. He smiled and said, "Isn't it winter? I'm going to visit Sihai Village."

Sihai Village is where Xiao Yeyang placed the disabled soldiers and the families of the deceased soldiers.

"I allocated a batch of supplies before, and I wanted to see if they were all distributed."

He has to show the importance he attaches to Sihai Village, and the talents below do not dare to deduct materials indiscriminately.

Daohua put her son in Xiao Yeyang's arms: "I'm going to pack up."

The son wants to be together, but everything is ready.

A few days later, Xiao Yeyang picked a day without snow and took Daohua mother and son out of Liangducheng.

In the carriage, Daozi, dressed like a zongzi, jumped and jumped excitedly on Henry Zhang's lap.

Xiao Yeyang laughed: "I'm so happy when I go out, I'm really just like your mother."

Daohua ignored it and looked at the scenery outside through the car window.

The windows of the carriage are made of glass, so they are not afraid of the cold wind blowing in. In addition, there is a fixed charcoal stove in the carriage, and the whole carriage is warm.

The carriage drove slowly for a long time, and at noon did it arrive at Sihai Village.

When Xiao Yeyang came here this time, he didn't notify in advance. When he arrived at the entrance of the village, the village chief received the news.

"You're ready to eat, I'll look around."

Daohua nodded, knowing that Xiao Yeyang was going to inspect the situation in Sihai Village, and she didn't want to follow him. This time she came out as a purely outing.

All kinds of things were ready, and soon, Defu took people to set up a tent, and the pot was ready in a short time.

Daohua didn't care about this, and walked around with her son.

"Mother, sheep!"

"Mother, rabbit!"

"Mother, cow!"

There are people in the village who keep livestock, and when the rice sees it, he will immediately scream with excitement.

Whenever this time, Daohua will echo his son's words with a smile.

Xiao Yeyang came back neither too early nor too late, Daohua glanced at his face, um, not ugly, but not very good either.

"Why, is someone really deducting supplies?"

Xiao Yeyang said "um": "It's not too much, I guess I know that it's hard to explain when someone is dead."

Daohua: "It's fine after this year. Didn't you allot the fields for these people, so you can be self-reliant next year?"

Xiao Yeyang nodded, looked at his bright-eyed son, and hugged him: "Come out to play, are you having fun?"

The rice chick nodded as if pecking at the rice: "Happy, more."

Daohua smiled suddenly and looked at Xiao Yeyang: "If you want to answer, don't coax your son, the little guy has a good memory."

Xiao Yeyang said with a smile: "When Dad is free, I will bring your mother out to play with you."

Daozi understood this, and clapped his hands with joy.

After lunch, Xiao Yeyang talked with the village chief for a while, then went to see the family members of several generals, and then prepared to go back.

Taking advantage of this time, Daohua also took her son to visit the village, and when she returned, she saw a middle-aged woman with a thinly dressed girl trotting towards Xiao Yeyang.

When she was about to approach Xiao Yeyang, the thinly dressed girl staggered under her feet, and then fell straight towards Xiao Yeyang.

Looking at this scene, there was thunder rolling on Daohua's head.