Swish——

I opened the window excitedly and couldn't help but stretched out my hand.

The snow fell from the sky in a leisurely way. A few snowflakes fell on my palms, and they melted instantly and turned into one or two small drops of water, lying quietly in my hands.

I looked at the two drops of water, and then gently shook them off. "Dingling, come here and take a look. It's snowing. It's the first snow this year."

As soon as Lingdang heard me shouting, she was standing comfortably under the air conditioner blowing the air, but she immediately ran over on her short legs.

While running, I didn't forget to move the stool next to me.

Because of his height, he couldn't see out the window without moving a stool.

I supported Ling Dang and stood up on the stool. Ling Dang also looked at the heavy snow excitedly, with the corners of his mouth raised high, but it didn't last long.

The expression on his face darkened and was replaced by a touch of gloom.

"What's wrong?" I looked at his reaction and asked in confusion.

Lingdang lowered his head and gently touched a few small snowflakes that fell on the windowsill with his little fingers. The small snowflakes immediately turned into water droplets under his fingers. Lingdang also said: "I am from Xia Tian.

When I was born, it was too hot, so I longed for winter and liked winter very much. However, from that day on, I began to hate winter."

As he said this, Xiao Lingdang secretly clenched his fists.

I put a palm on his fist and wrapped his hand. I knew that the reason he said, the reason why he hated heavy snow, must be because of Gao Changgong.

The place where Gao Changgong finally died was in the snowfield, in this winter.

"Look at me." I whispered. Bell looked at me obediently. What surprised me was that the little guy's eyes were filled with tears.

"Okay, everything is over. Aren't I here?" I let go of Ling Ding's little hand, and hugged Ling Ding directly with my arms, hugging him into my arms.

"Daddy, wuwu, daddy." Lingdang finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly.

It is definitely the most appropriate way to describe the bell at this moment with tears streaming down its face.

But the sound of the bell was a little too loud. After he cried for a while, someone knocked on the door of my room, and the eldest sister’s fierce voice rang from outside the door: "Duanmu Yang! Don’t let the bell ring again.

Crying! Can you please stop messing with him and let him have a good sleep?"

As soon as I heard the eldest sister shouting like this, I quickly closed the window and touched the tear stains on Ling Dang's little face: "Okay, men don't shed tears easily. You are so old and you are still crying. What if you let me cry?"

Mother will definitely laugh at you if she sees it."

I scraped Ling Ding's little nose lovingly.

Lingdang sniffed and finally stopped crying.

"I will always be with you, don't cry." As I said that, I put the bell next to the bed, sat down myself, and stretched out my hand: "Come on, let's hook up, and daddy will stay with you forever.

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Lingdang looked at my fingers and was silent for a long time. I didn’t know what he was thinking. Just when I was about to ask him, he seemed to have come to his senses. He burst into tears and said with a smile: "Okay, daddy wants to talk."

It counts.”

I nodded my head.

Their fingers hooked together.

"Hang yourself on a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years. Whoever changes will be the big bad guy."

Ling Ding said happily, and his and I pulled our hands left and right.

An agreement, a bond, was settled.

Because we were too bored and it was still early, Lingdang and I wanted to play outside in the snow. After rummaging around in the bed cabinet for a while, I took out the particularly thick clothes I wore in winter.

After putting it on, I felt as warm as if I was wrapped in a heater. Then, I dug out two long scarves and wrapped one around the thick bell that I had already worn.

Bell and I ran out happily, leaving the first footprints of this winter on the snow inside the yard and outside the house.

"Hey." I suddenly stopped Bell's running pace.

"Dad? What's wrong?" Lingdang stopped in confusion. I turned around to look at him and suddenly grinned. Lingdang looked at me inexplicably, and suddenly, I fell straight down.

He fell into the snow, pressing down a human-shaped pattern.

"Come here, bell. This place next to me is yours." I raised my arm and pointed to the unpolluted snow beside me.

Lingdang reacted from his daze, and his face was filled with a smile. He shouted excitedly, turned around, and fell into the snow.

Lingdang smiled, and started paddling in the snow with his hands and feet.

"Oh, the snow has splashed on me." I looked at him complaining, but I didn't expect Bell to pinch a snowball and hit it.

The front door in the middle.

Snowball's words fell from my face, and my expression became terrifying. But Lingdang was not afraid, he was still holding Snowball.

"Okay, you kid, how dare you attack your father and me." The next second, I turned sideways and avoided the snowballs that the bell hit again.

Then he quickly pinched one of his own, and voila—while the bell wasn't paying attention, he also smashed it over.

"Wow." The bell screamed, and the snowball hit his shoulder.

So, on this morning when there was still heavy snowfall.

I, a 17-year-old boy, and this little boy, who looked to be only five or six years old, had a great time playing together, and the two of them had a great time.

The final result was that both of us were dragged into the house by our ears by my mother who got up early.

Under the supervision of my mother, the two of us changed out of our coats, pants and shoes that had been soaked by the snow, and put on another pair of clean clothes.

Seeing my mother throwing our dirty clothes into the washing machine while nagging dissatisfied, Lingdang and I looked at each other and then ran out together.

Because my mother was awake, we didn't dare to make any noise. We had to sit on the sofa obediently and watch TV.

"Mom,"

"What's wrong? Tell me." My mother was still angry, stirring the eight-treasure porridge in the pot with the spoon in her hand, and glanced at me and said.

"Are you going to leave the stall today?" I asked.

"Of course we have to go out. You should go over and help. I'll ask your dad to get some fresh goods today." Mom responded.

My face drooped. If I had known better, I wouldn't have said anything. "Hey, I want to go too? It's quite cold today."

Mom glanced at me with a sharp glance: "Are you going or not?"

"Go, go, why don't you go?" I responded with a smile on my face. If I didn't go, my mother would have to nag me again.

After dad, eldest sister, and Poseidon all packed up and came downstairs, we started having breakfast. After breakfast, our whole family set off towards the vegetable market.

Because I was worried about Poseidon and Rhubarb, I asked them to follow me.
Chapter completed!