Chapter 399

On a cold night, there is snow, and the sound of falling snow comes from the window.

Song Xintong looked out of the window at the bright time. The snow was as white as day. The light of snow came into the room from the window and fell on her cheek. The shadow was clear.

"Not yet?" Lu Yun took off his clothes and went to the hot Kang carefully. He found his wife still awake and asked, "what's the matter?"

Song Xintong side body, turned his head and looked at him: "La Yue."

"Well, what's the matter?" Lu Yunkai raised his hand and straightened the fluffy hair of his daughter, who was sleeping in the middle of the room, revealing a bright and clean face. "Homesick?"

Song Xintong shook his head, then sipped his lips again. "Dabao, they should go home, right? This year, they will celebrate the new year with my mother. Otherwise, my mother will eat alone

"Well, I told my mother." Lu Yun said.

"Well, I hope we can spend the new year together next year." Song Xintong leaned in the middle of the bed and touched her daughter's face. "It's good to be a child. You don't have to think about anything. You can sleep soundly. I didn't respond when I pinched her like this."

Lu Yunkai grabbed song Xintong's hand, "how can you be such a mother? You always like to pinch your daughter."

Song Xintong snorted, "she was born to me. What happened to me?"

"Yes, yes." Lu Yunkai moved his daughter's face. "But I can't bear to give up my daughter's face. Why don't we have a son to pinch for you?"

"The girl is reluctant, the son is willing?" Song Xintong looked at him with an apricot eye“ How can you be so eccentric. "

"Where I'm partial, men can't compete with each other. Whatever you do." Lu Yunkai said with a low smile.

"That's true." Song Xintong reached out and pinched Lu Yunkai's face, "does it hurt?"

Lu Yunkai came closer, "what do you say?"

"If you dare to pinch my son later, I will pinch you like this." Song Xintong succeeded in a smile, "your face is a little cool, I give you warm." Then he would rub his face with both hands.

Lu Yunkai opened her hand, and then moved Nuan Nuan to one side, holding song Xintong's waist as soft as Fu Liu, "then our husband and son."

"Not alive." Song Xintong's cheek is slightly red, and her daughter is still in the same bed. She is not so cheeky. She is here.

"Before we leave, my mother told us. Don't forget." Lu Yunkai gently pinched the soft meat on Song Xintong's waist. She suddenly felt numb all over. She trembled and drew back into Lu Yunkai's arms. "That's no good. I'm a child."

"You were finished yesterday." Lu Yunkai kisses song Xintong on the cheek and says low.

Song Xintong looked at him: "how do you know?"

"I know. Isn't that normal?" Lu Yunkai chuckled, "let's go for it and try to give birth to our son in the next year's lunar month and warm day."

"There's no hurry." Song Xintong said with a smile.

"If you're in a hurry, it's safe to do it a few more times." Lu Yunkai nibbled song Xintong's lips. "Don't resist me."

Song Xintong, who originally wanted to escape, was reluctant to escape when she heard this low voice. She couldn't stand Lu Yunkai's words and refused her. She was also very happy.

"It's still warm."

"Then I'll take her to the little bed next to me."

There is a crib beside the Kang. In summer, she sleeps in it. But now it's freezing. She worries that it will be freezing. "No, it will be freezing. I'll take her to Daya."

"No, it's warm there. I'll take her back later." Lu Yunkai got up and took the quilt and Nuan Nuan to the crib at the end of the bed, which was next to the platform of the fire, separated by only one wall, and the bed was warm.

After putting it away, Lu Yunkai turns back to the bed and rolls with her.

Song Xintong finally knew why there were so many farmers in ancient times, and the birthdays of those people were all concentrated in the ninetieth month, because those people would stay in bed when they had nothing to do in winter. When they had nothing to do, they would roll the sheets and the children would come out.

They used to use contraception consciously. Now Nuan Nuan is two years old, and she will have another one, a son and a daughter, and she will not have any more.

Song Xintong said the same thing to Lu Yunkai. He didn't have any opinions and didn't want to let her suffer any more. If he didn't have to have a son, he thought it would be enough to have a warm one.

It was a long night and heavy snow. When I woke up the next day, the yard was full of snow, a thick layer, a foot deep.

It took a lot of effort to clear the snow in the yard.

Nuan Nuan likes snow very much and wants to go down to play, but where will song Xintong let her go down? He throws her into Lu Yunkai's study and asks her to learn to write with her father.

"It's up to you." Song Xintong didn't want to disturb his reading, but he had been reading for a whole day in the morning, and he hadn't come out to have a rest yet. Let him have a rest.

After Song Xintong left the house, he went to the kitchen to watch the fish soup cooked in the pot. The uncle who sent firewood in the morning also sent some vegetables and rabbits caught in the mountains. The rabbits were handled after they were caught. Now it's cold. If they don't handle it, the blood won't clean up and the smell is too heavy.

She was cooking when the door outside the yard was banging.

Da Ya, who was sweeping the snow, ran to the door and soon led a man in a thick cotton padded coat in. "Girl, she's a dentist."

"Madam, we have found the shop you want. Do you want to go and have a look now?" Tooth line of people respectfully said.

Song Xintong looked at him suspiciously. Last time we met, we were not so respectful. How can we change our nature this time“ Where is it? "

"It's not the main street, but it's only a few feet away from the main street, and it's very busy. There are restaurants and teahouses nearby, and the shops are big, and there's a small courtyard in the back." The dentist kept saying how good the shop was. "Madam, I'm very lucky. You've met all the good shops that I've never met in a few years."

Song Xintong's heart crossed a trace of doubt, "what did the shop do originally, why didn't the boss do it?"

A little hesitation flashed across the man's face, hesitated for a moment, and said: "the boss's wife has run away, but the boss has no intention to manage, and has gone back home..."

"..." why so avant-garde? The corner of song Xintong's eye smoked, roughly guessed that it might be childe Wei who was helping, "the boss can say how much money to rent?"

"Eight hundred two a month, fifty thousand Liang." The man said carefully.

Song Xintong frowned. He could not accept the favor casually. "Thank you. Is there any other shop?"

"Well, madam, I don't think the price is right?" The man asked.

Song Xintong shook his head: "the price is too appropriate, I do not dare to take over."