Ji Rou pouted, pretending 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 Jirou's cute appearance and laughed: "but my Xiaorou is not single, what dog food can I share with you?"

"Who said I'm not a single dog?" When the first snow fell last year, Ji Rou hadn't formally dated her brother Feng. In her opinion, she was a single dog who was often fed dog food by her parents.

Ji's father looked at his daughter's flushed face, and became very playful: "I guess your brother Feng will ask you to go skiing in a while, how dare you say you are single?"

"Brother Feng came to ask me to go skiing, why am I not single?" Ji Rou clearly knew what her father meant, but she pretended not to know because of her shyness. The more important reason was that Brother Feng didn't confess to her. Where was she? I know whether Brother Feng's relationship with her is brother and sister or between a man and a woman.

Ji's father said with a smile: "So our Xiaorou doesn't like Brother Feng?"

Ji Rou immediately said: "Of course I like it!"

"It's right if you like it."

"But……"

"But what?"

"Will brother Feng like me?" Even if she knows that brother Feng loves and takes care of herself, Ji Rou is still like a girl who is in love at the beginning. If she likes a boy, she will worry that the other party doesn't like her.

"Silly girl, if Xiang Lingfeng doesn't like you, then why does he treat you so well? He treats you so well, sometimes as your father, I can't even compare myself to it." It is said that the daughter is his father's previous lover , as a father, he is reluctant to give his little lover to another man early. Ji's father regards Xiang Lingfeng as his future son-in-law because he sees Xiang Lingfeng's kindness to his daughter.

As the father of a daughter, it is estimated that the greatest satisfaction in this life is to see her daughter 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."

Jingle Bell--

Just as he was talking, Xiang Lingfeng called. Ji Rou saw the words Brother Feng displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, and her face turned red, "Dad, Brother Feng is calling."

"Silly boy, what did I say?"

"He just called, and he didn't say he wanted to come to me, let alone ask me to go skiing with him."

In fact, when Xiang Lingfeng called, Ji Rou knew that he must be asking her to go skiing in the east ski resort. Because since she can remember, the first snow every year has been spent like this, as if this has become a tacit agreement between the two of them.

Ji's father said, "then you can call and ask."

Ji Rou quickly answered the phone: "brother Feng..."

Xiang Lingfeng's warm voice like the sun came from the receiver of the mobile phone to Ji Rou's ears: "little girl, it snowed last night, did it chill you?"

Ji Rou said with a smile: "the heater is warm at home, it's not as cold as me."

Xiang Lingfeng said again: "It's not cold, so why haven't you got up at this time?"

Jirou was surprised and said, "brother Feng, do you have clairvoyance?"

Xiang Lingfeng laughed softly: "It's not that I have clairvoyance, but you are like this every year. When the first snow falls, you will definitely find various reasons to stay in bed, and you will also find various reasons not to go to school."

Ji Rou nuzui: "haven't you heard that snowy days go better with warm quilts?"

Xiang Lingfeng was also amused by her fallacy: "Well, you are right in whatever you say. But you have to get up, and I will pick you up to go skiing at the east ski resort in a while."

Jirou nodded: "well, I'll get up right away. See you, brother Feng, later."

Jirou hung up the phone, met his father's jealous eyes, and saw his father shaking his head and sighing: "I wake you up, but you can't wake up, your brother Feng calls, and you get up from the bed as soon as you roll over. It's so sad that my daughter, who I worked so hard to raise, was gouged away by a pig so soon."

Ji Rou said with a smile: "Dad, I will always be your daughter, and this identity cannot be taken away."

Ji's father rubbed her head: "Get up quickly. I'll take the glutinous rice balls to the kitchen and warm them for you. You must eat them before you go out later. You can't be hungry."

Ji Rou made a naughty military salute to Ji's father: "Yes, my dear father!"

"Xiaorou..."

Her mother's voice brought Jirou back to reality from her memories. She looked back and saw her mother standing at the door and staring at her fixedly. She quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"Come out for breakfast." Maybe Ji's mother also thought of the past, with tears in her eyes, "The fruit glutinous rice balls I just made are your father's and your favorite."

"Well, I'll come." Ji Rou smiled at her mother.

At this time in previous years, my mother would make fruit glutinous rice balls. You can't eat too much glutinous rice balls. If you eat too much, you will get tired. But my father doesn't want to waste his mother's heart. He eats as much as his mother makes, and there is no leftover.

Ji's father and Ji Rou always thought that their mother liked to make fruit dumplings, so they cooperated and pretended to like to eat fruit dumplings. Today, Jirou found out that her mother thought that their father and daughter like to eat fruit dumplings, so every year when the first snow falls, they always Get up early to make fruit glutinous rice balls for their father and daughter.

This is a misunderstanding, a beautiful and warm misunderstanding. Jirou knows it, but she doesn't intend to tell her mother, so let this beautiful misunderstanding remain as it is.

It's just that her father can no longer accompany her to eat the fruit glutinous rice balls made by her mother, and can no longer joke about her and brother Feng while eating fruit glutinous rice balls.

Where is Brother Feng?

Brother Feng is still alive, but she can't see him. She doesn't know if he is doing well or how his injuries are.

She wanted to help him, but there was nothing she could do.

She even dared to think that she could go skiing with Brother Feng at the east ski resort during the first snowfall like in previous years, she didn't dare to think about having a snowball fight with Brother Feng, and she didn't dare to hope that Brother Feng could take her to the frozen place Fishing in Xiaoshaxi River.

Brother Feng, are you okay? Is your injury healed? You must be having a bad time now, right?

Although every household in Minluo City has heating, it is not comfortable to stay in the heating room every day. Such weather should have a great impact on Brother Feng's recovery from injury.

Jirou took a deep breath and tried to let herself forget about brother Feng temporarily. What she has to do now is to spend time with her mother.

The past has passed away, so we should cherish the people in front of us even more, cherish the present, live every day as the last day of life, and live out the splendor of every day.