not a monster

During this rare holiday, I wanted to spend some time with Master without shame, but was interrupted by my grown-up daughter.

Being kicked out of bed by his daughter early in the cold winter was definitely not a good experience. Unlike most middle-aged men who had passed their forties, Feng Xiaoluo had scolded the two of them. My wife is still so tired and crooked.

Feng Wuli had criticized her sternly. Only a family with loving parents would be harmonious. How could she complain about the loving love of her parents?

Feng Xiaoluo smiled coldly and said: "Love" refers to a couple who have been married for many years, rather than being childish and boring like you do with the little lovers in her school every day; a harmonious family is when a majestic and respectable father sits There was a newspaper in the living room, drinking tea, and a gentle and hard-working mother in the kitchen, busying with dinner, instead of two childish ghosts who worked together and thought of ways to defraud their daughter of her pocket money and New Year's red envelopes every day.

As soon as Feng Xiaoluo got in, the quilt was thrown over, and Feng Wuli went to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Although the pajamas look a bit old-fashioned to a middle-aged man, the face in the mirror still looks like he was in his early twenties.

Wang Xilou turned over on the bed and hugged his daughter, preventing her from moving like an octopus. The long hair scattered made Feng Xiaoluo's face itchy.

"Such a big girl still sleeps in mom and dad's bed, are you still a baby?!" Wang Xilou laughed. Just as Feng Xiaoluo said, these two people have nothing to do with normal parents and are extremely childish. .

She struggled for a while, but failed to move away. She rolled her eyes at Wang Xilou and said, "Get up quickly."

"I can't afford it! I kicked my husband out of bed so early in the morning... You can't look down on my relationship with my father because you can't find a boyfriend, right?" Wang Xilou didn't let go. Originally, she wanted to stay in bed and hug her. With her daughter on the bed, a quilt was wrapped around the two of them, and she said: "Okay, you can get rid of the mother's pillow, and you can be my mother's pillow."

"Mom..." She sounded a little coquettish, but there was also a helpless pampering in her coquettishness. She was just here to wake them up: "It's such a cold day, and the breakfast just made by Chifuji's mother will get cold in a while."

"That's wrong." Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" The bed in winter can seal people away. Even though they have been up for a while and being hugged into the warm bed by Wang Xilou, Feng Xiaoluo suddenly didn't want to get up and leave.

"Why didn't you refute what I said just now that I couldn't find a boyfriend?" As an old mother, her vigilance made her feel that she had discovered a blind spot.

"I found a 1.9-meter-tall athletic student who smokes and drinks every day. I'll make you mad!"

"In that case, daddy will break his legs, and then your little butt will be swollen by Chiji with a feather duster." She smiled, not caring.

Feng Xiaoluo rolled her eyes and said, "I'm already seventeen, so you have no business talking about a boyfriend."

"You're only seventeen, why do you want a boyfriend?"

"How is Seventeen so small?"

"Really? Mom, look, is it okay? It's not even C..."

"mom!"

Feng Xiaoluo can talk back to Feng Wuli, who is full of lies, but it is really difficult to resist this off-kilter woman.

Wang Xilou sensed something was wrong. He glanced at Feng Wuli who was washing in the bathroom. He put the quilt over his head. The mother and daughter whispered under the quilt: "No, you are not really in love, are you? Be honest." Explain."

"no!"

"truth?"

"I don't want to talk about it yet!"

"Then is there anyone chasing you?"

"No one dares to chase me because they know I can really beat people up. Just ask your little daughter. There is a pile of milk and fruit on the table every day."

Wang Xilou looked at her suspiciously.

After washing up, Feng Wuli passed by the end of the bed and glanced at the bulging quilt. The mother and daughter were chatting about something in there. He smiled and ignored it. When he left the living room, it was a bit colder than the room. It was cold. The air flows into the lungs along the nose and trachea, and the cool winter sun is warm and quiet.

He saw a smaller Wang Xilou hanging clothes on the balcony. She was wearing thick gray-yellow cotton trousers, cute cotton slippers with rabbit ears on her feet, and a red and yellow striped turtleneck sweater on her upper body. Wearing a scarf, her thick long hair fell down to the side of her face, making her face very small. Apart from her small, serious face, the only exposed skin on her body was her little hands, which were red from the cold as she took off her gloves to hang clothes.

The iron ropes used to dry clothes at home are one short and one high. There are a lot of clothes in winter, so when the short one is full, the higher one needs to be hung. If Chifu doesn't step on the plastic stool next to it, he has to stand on tiptoe from time to time to hang the clothes.Feng Wuli walked over and helped her dry it together: "Is it Mommy's turn to make breakfast today?"

"Breakfast is in the pot." Chifu glanced at him, then lowered his head and picked up one of his coats. Against the background of Feng Wuli's coat, she looked even more petite, like a sensible and well-behaved primary school student doing housework.

"it's very cold today."

Chifugi's mother nodded with a straight face and responded to his topic coldly.

He kicked the plastic stool and brought her over, holding the ruler under his armpits and lifting her up and placing her on it. The little girl who was not even under his armpits was suddenly a head taller than him. She hung the clothes on her hands, He said with a straight face: "I didn't even take off my shoes, I just stepped on the stool."

Feng Wuli held one of her calves, raised it a little, and took off her cotton slippers. He repeated the action to take off the other cotton slippers. A pair of Xiao Qiao's cute feet were no bigger than his own palm. He Looking at it, he laughed out loud.

Inside is a pair of socks of different colors, a Winnie the Pooh and a strawberry milk pattern.

"Laugh, why are you laughing! Don't laugh!"

Chifu's mother, who hadn't been serious for more than 2 minutes today, lost her temper and her face turned red. I don't know whether it was because of the cold weather or because of his laughter.

"It's so overbearing that I don't even make people laugh."

"You are laughing at me!"

"Let's go to Tianmen Mountain to watch the snow today." Feng Wuli took the clothes from the bucket, put the clothes hanger in and handed it to Chifu.

"What's so good about snow?" Chifugi said with a face that said he didn't care about anything.

"Then you stay at home, I'll take Wang Xilou and the others there."

"...If you don't go, you won't go!"

"Okay, less people means less energy." Feng Wuli repeated the action of taking out the clothes, putting them in the hangers and handing them to Shifu.

"Humph, you two still want to have fun without me taking care of your children?"

"Your concept of time has also been messed up by Wang Xilou. Xiaoluo and Ling'er are both in high school. You think they are still two or three years old. You have to carry one in front and one in the back."

Chifu's movement to dry the clothes was paused, and he groaned loudly again.

Feng Wuli smiled: "It's the winter solstice, so don't be mean during the festival."

"Am I being petty?"

"I heard that there is a delicious mutton soup at the foot of Tianmen Mountain."

"Please let me go." Nowadays, unlike the past, Chifu can actually say something like coquettishly and unreasonably, but even if she is having a childish temper like this, she still has an arrogant attitude and stands. On the stool, he was a head taller than Feng Wuli, like a proud little swan.

"Please ask Chifu's mother to accompany us to Tianmen Mountain to see the snow." The last piece of clothing was also dried. Feng Wuli held Chifu out of the plastic bag, but did not put it down. He held his little butt with one hand and held it with the other. Armpit hug.

She no longer blushed as before when she was being held. She hugged his neck and nodded noncommittally.

Feng Wuli thought she was so cute, so he kissed her cheek.

The area where she was kissed turned red. Feng Wuli asked her why she was blushing so much. She said impatiently that it was cold and she was such a majestic mother.

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ps: I just want to write a side story. There are no eunuch ideas at the moment. Although this update is not convincing at all, so I won’t promise you anything, but Songzi’s current idea is to resume the update when he is finished. At least this plan has not changed.