In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

In the middle of the night, an overwhelming cold air flowed down from the Siberia Plain, unimpeded on the NMG plateau, and reached the land of China.

The Loess Plateau was naturally affected, and thick clouds quickly accumulated in the sky. In the darkness, snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell from the sky, telling people that winter has really come.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The ear-piercing alarm clock rang, and Wang Manyin stretched out his hand to press it, and the red Tiananmen alarm clock immediately stopped ringing.

Quickly stretching his hands into the warm blanket, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This morning was extraordinarily quiet and extraordinarily cold.

Opening his eyes, the cave is pitch black, and there is no light at all. When the curtains are opened a little, there is a dim light outside, and snowflakes flying all over the sky can be seen faintly.

Snowing!
Wang Manyin opened his eyes abruptly, opened all the curtains, and looked at the snow-covered land outside, as if the scene he had been looking forward to had finally arrived.

The drowsiness dissipated, he got up and took out a quilt from the cabinet to add to it, and then covered Matsukawa Matsuze who was sleeping inside with the quilt, and then lay back down again.

Today is the weekend, so I can sleep a little longer.

But he couldn't fall asleep anyway, lying next to Lanhua, quietly watching her sleeping soundly.

The tall Qiong nose, the long and curled eyelashes, the painted willow eyebrows, and the porcelain-like skin will always make people never get tired of it.

Wang Manyin suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky to have Lan Hua as his mother-in-law. This might be the greatest satisfaction in his life.

How beautiful the orchid is, with its soft waist, when you hold it, it seems to touch a cloud.

Clean and pink nails, refreshing and warm palms, soft to hold, just like touching the paws of a cute kitten.

Orchids have a softness, an indescribable maternal nature, which makes people can't help but get closer, because who doesn't like the warmth of home?
Orchid is just like her name, like a flower.

The delicate and vivid apricot blossoms always attract one or two chubby bees to stop by.

The coquettish and mysterious Bianhua is like an attractive vortex, and people can't help but step forward to find out.

Bamboo shadows under the moonlight, soft white and delicate pear blossoms, gentle and modest, like a spring breeze.

The cold and proud plum blossoms are like the indefeasible white snow on the snow mountain.

Orchids are also like trees, tall and straight, spurting upwards, with ideals and aspirations, like brave warriors on the battlefield.

Orchids are also like stubborn grasses, which grow from the cracks in the wind and sun, and also temper the greatest will
The thoughts in his heart drifted farther and farther, perhaps because he had read too many books, Wang Manyin unconsciously thought of these description words.

Immediately turned over and got up, lit the kerosene lamp, took out the pen, and wrote the words just thought of on the white paper like snow.

This writing seems to be unable to stop writing, and all the thoughts for orchids are engraved on the paper with words.

At some point, a wolf fur cloak was draped over his body. Turning his head to look, Lan Hua scolded, "I don't know the weather has changed, and I didn't add an extra dress. What are you writing about?"

With that said, he picked up the paper on the table and read it.

After only two or three glances, a layer of blush appeared on the snow-white skin, "Why are you writing these things when you have nothing to do? Go back and lie down for a while. I'll get what you want for breakfast."

Saying that, calmly, carefully folded the "love letter" in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Wang Manyin yawned and shook his head, "I can't sleep anymore, I'll help you get water and fire."

Lan Hua hummed lightly, took the initiative to hold his hand, leaned her head on his shoulder, and walked outside with the corner of her mouth lightly raised.

Opening the door of the main room, the cold wind rushed in one after another, mixed with some fine snowflakes.

The courtyard was already covered with a new layer of snowflakes, and the bitter cold wind mixed with heavy snow goose feathers made whistling sounds.

Wang Manyin lit the fireplace in the main room, then went to the well in the yard, and brought two buckets of water into the kitchen.

Lanhua boiled a pot of warm water, and the two of them brushed their teeth and washed their faces with warm water, and then prepared for breakfast in the morning.

It was the first snow this year, and Lanhua was in a particularly good mood. She took the trouble to make dumplings, and the smile on her lips never disappeared.

"Wow, it's snowing! Dad, when did it snow?"

Matsukawa Matsuze ran out of the house with bare feet, his little face was flushed from the cold, and he shouted excitedly.

"It's late at night, go, go back to the house and put on the padded jacket, don't dare to let me catch the cold, when the time comes, you'll have an injection in your butt."

Matsukawa Matsuze was held in his arms, and flew up to a high place, like a lift in an amusement park. He put his arms around his neck and asked happily, "Dad, what does it feel like to get an injection."

"It hurts. It's the kind of needle you use at home, and then it goes into your butt."

"Dad, why do we need injections?"

Wang Manyin didn't bother to answer them anymore, so he put on a small sweater, a wool padded jacket with a sunny smell, and a light yellow wool felt hat on them. The two little guys suddenly became more cute, looking like a small one, Extra bloated.

After getting dressed, they immediately jumped to the ground, trotted to Haihai's house, and told their brother that it was snowing.

After the sea gets up, take the sea to watch the snow under the eaves together.

"Eat dumplings!"

Lan Hua came to the main room with a plate of dumplings and shouted warmly.

"Dumplings, yes, we like eating dumplings the most."

Filling the stomach is more important than snowing, the two boys ran over immediately, climbed onto the bench and stood there, waiting for Lanhua to put dumplings in their bowls.

"It will be the child's birthday in a few days, it goes by so fast, it's already two years old." Wang Manyin sighed while eating dumplings.

Lan Hua nodded approvingly, "Ogawa Ozawa is two years old, and you don't want another one."

"I didn't ask for it, didn't you let me get it inside? No movement means that the fate has not arrived, and this thing can't be forced." Wang Manyin muttered.

Lan Hua didn't say any more, after breakfast, she took out the comb, Wang Manyin combed her hair skillfully, and then tied a ponytail.

Having nothing to do, Lanhua began to clean the cave dwelling, while Wang Manyin took a broom and shovel to clean up the snow in the yard on the top of the cave.

Dahai plays wildly in the yard with his two younger brothers, and is very interested in Snow Flower.

Wang Manyin also built two snowmen for them, and used coal, carrots, and rags to make eyes, noses, and scarves for the snowmen to look decent.

It's a pity that there is no camera, otherwise this moment must be remembered.

The heavy snow was still there, and when the sun was three poles high, Dong Biao suddenly came in holding Hu Yufang who was in pain, and shouted anxiously: "Master, it seems that Yufang is about to give birth."