Los    Ange, located in southwestern California, is the second largest city in the United States and is often called "City    of     Angels).
The city is in a Mediterranean climate zone with a mild climate. It is generally dry and rainy all year round, but it only makes a little rainfall in winter.
The sun is shining throughout the year, and there are basically very few opportunities to be below freezing point, so there are very few chances of seeing snow.
But on this day, it was rare that it was snowing in this city!
The snow at night is particularly beautiful, with silver makeup wrapped in trees.
Especially the fence has pumpkin headlights.
Ancient European-style buildings, paired with warm lights and Christmas trees that can be seen everywhere.
There are also some people who are hurried by in fur collar coats.
They rarely have black hair, all have different colors of hair, white skin and high nose bridge.
It's very similar to those magicians Harry Pottery described.
When the scenery becomes a fairy tale.
People in the scenery are even more mysterious.
Under the street light.
A Chinese-made red flag car parked outside the fence.
You should know that in this place, you rarely see cars of this brand.
The car looks a bit old-fashioned.
But anyone who knows cars understands it.
The older the Red Flag car, the more valuable it is.
No, it should be said that it is not just valuable.
It is more of a symbol of identity.
After all, in that era, there was probably only one who could drive a red flag and turn this brand into Los    Ange.
The car door was opened by a professional butler.
The housekeeper also wore white gloves of good texture on his hands. He was a young man with golden hair. Even his words were in English: "Sir, here."
The people in the car didn't get out soon.
Instead, he turned his head and pointed out the car window to show the little boy beside him: "This will be where my father and I live in from now on. How about it? Do you like it?"
The little boy was wearing a small white down jacket with a hat, and a circle of silver-white plush on his collar. He was wearing a black mask on his face. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he could only hear his voice.
A little tender but a little cold: "Yeah."
Just a word yes.
This is obviously a little too silent for a boy of four or five years old.
But the old man in the car seemed to have gotten used to it, and reached out to rub the little boy's head: "Why get off the car?"
"Okay." The little boy walked down and did not ask the housekeeper to help him get his luggage, but held the lever of the small suitcase with one hand.
This was the first time this foreign housekeeper saw such a polite and indescribable mystery child, and turned his eyes down: "Wow, this box is really cute."
The little boy also followed his gaze.
Little panda's suitcase.
It doesn't match his overall temperament.
But something like a suitcase.
It's never something that little boys can control.
After all, he has a very girlish mother.
At this time, the old man laughed. He didn't look like he had already become a grandfather at all, only his temples were a little white.
"There is also an oriental child living next door. When the young master comes here, you don't have to feel bored. You will definitely get along well." The butler from the foreign country thought the little boy was being reserved.
But when he turned his eyes and saw the boy standing under the light, he suddenly felt that he was thinking too much.
He had never seen a boy like this. He didn't have beautiful blonde hair, but he looked like a little prince.
Standing there, he suddenly reminded him of a sentence, the Chinese poem he had learned, the young master is like jade.
His hair is like the best silk, so black that it is unforgettable.
Although his face was covered, his eyes were very deep, as if he could sway the snow in the sky.
Not to mention that his long, slightly curled eyelashes give people a sense of pride.
ah!
The foreign housekeeper sighed again.
Children from the East look so beautiful!
In fact, the foreign housekeeper didn't know.
The person who is addicted to this beauty is not only himself.
There is also someone who is studying his own keyboard.
Someone wants to go out for fun this day.
But finally, I thought about it and there was nothing fun outside.
It's not fun to dismantle things yet.
After all, the children around here were beaten up by her.
It's really not easy to find someone who is willing to play with her.
For this reason, she was also punished to stand.
She agreed to the punishment for standing.
I didn't have anything on my hands, so it was a bit boring to stand up.
He simply held his own keyboard and admired the rare snow scene outside while standing obediently with a tiger's tail behind him.
She didn't expect that there was something more beautiful than snow scene in this world.
Is that person Snow White?
Someone searches for the only fairy tale knowledge in his mind.
Look at his face.
I looked at the little figure outside again. It was snow-white and looked better than her. It looked like a doll, and the small suitcase was also very cute. It was a panda, something that only exists in China. She heard from her father.
So cute.
The little princess even used suitcases are cuteer than hers.
When someone thought of this, he looked at the small squares at her hand in disgust. Well, it was not as good as that.
The little boy standing in the snow didn't know that he was being targeted, and the other party regarded him as a princess.
To explain the word "Princess" in depth, it means treating him as a woman.
The old man probably was afraid that the little boy would not get used to it, so he took a step forward and patted his shoulder: "Mo'er, soon, your parents will pick you up. Just now, Ande also said that there is an oriental child next door, which belongs to grandpa and friend's house. If you don't need to accept the child, the child will definitely get along well with you."
"Yes." When the little boy lowered his head, his eyelashes fell down, forming a shadow.
The old man couldn't tell the mood of his grandson. After all, this child has been like this since childhood, which is so worry-free.
"Get in."
It's small after all.
It's still something that makes people hold hands.
But the little boy's eyes were still dark and quiet. One hand was held by his grandfather and the other hand, and walked into the yard where he was about to start a new life.
A strong American style can be seen everywhere here.
Ordinary children may like it very much.
But the little boy did not show any surprise expression as usual.
Even the jackpot cart and cake placed in the yard did not arouse his interest.
The old man thought, let's wait for tomorrow.
I heard that the kid next door is very lively.
I hope it can lead his grandson.
Chapter completed!