"I am not as good as your skill." She said that, her hand was stuffed with balls of yarn and needles. He picked them up and learned to knit them a few times. It was naturally absurd to make mistakes. Even the little girl Meng Chencheng who ran over couldn't help but see it and said, "Brother, I will, you give it to me."

Meng Chenhao lost all his face and took Xiao Wu's little hand away: "I'll try again."

It is rare that he has this interest, so Ning Yunxi patiently guided him.

My wife's temper is so gentle. Meng Chenhao said: "I finally understand why naughty children like you, Xiaosi and Xiaowu."

I really admire her, a very patient teacher. If it were him, he would have picked up the students impatiently.

Ning Yunxi told her husband a little secret: "Not all children have the luck of our children, and they can wear the hats that their parents knitted for him (her)."

After hearing what she said, Meng Chenhao's face changed and he became serious. He used to just try it, but now he wants to complete this great project with her.

That night, the little hat was knitted by the two of them. Ning Yunxi carefully put it away and said, "Tomorrow I will ask Lanzhi and the others how to collect needles."

Meng Chenhao hugged her and kissed her hard on her head: "Thank you for your hard work, wife."

Ning Yunxi told him about the fact that several children went to the post office to write letters to her grandparents.

He smiled while listening, and a hint of contemplation settled in his dark eyes. He knew that she was thinking of Grandpa Ning and Grandma Ning.

At night, he hugged her and went to bed, wanting to give her the greatest sense of security.

One night passed, and during the day, Li Xiaohui came over with a bicycle.

"Teacher Li." Meng Chenjun looked through the window and shouted in the room.

Li Xiaohui parked her bicycle and walked into the Meng family.

"Why are you here, Teacher Li?" Ning Yunxi asked.

"I heard that Meng Chenjun, our class, was selected into the choir, so come and have a look." Li Xiaohui said.

In response to this, Meng Chenjun's cunning eyes turned around: Teacher Li's words seriously?

Just seeing Li Xiaohui, when she heard someone calling out to the Third Battalion Commander outside, she immediately turned her head to look.

The third battalion commander Luo Qingdong brought a squad of soldiers here today to help the family compound clean the snow on the roof. Several wooden ladders were placed next to the roof.

Time is tight, and the children are going to go out to practice chorus. Today, Meng Chenxi will take two old men.

"Teacher Li, do you want to follow me?" Meng Chenxi, who was about to leave, asked.

Li Xiaohui turned her head and felt a little unsteady: "Yes." Immediately afterwards, she went out with her three children.

Luo Qingdong stood in the yard and watched her come out with her three children. At that moment, she felt like she was shining with the sun shining on the children, looking at the light.

"Third Battalion Commander, be careful when working!" Lin Zhiqiang ran over to remind the people below.

"I know. Political Commissar. This is a trivial matter." Luo Qingdong said carelessly, "We cleaned the roofs of the Third Camp houses by ourselves. Political Commissar should be assured."

"The house here is not the same as the house in your barracks." Lin Zhiqiang was still not relieved.

"In this way, I'll go up and take a look first." Hearing this, Luo Qingdong decided to lead the way.

Lin Zhiqiang stood behind them and watched.

Luo Qingdong walked up the ladder.
Chapter completed!