Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 597: Romance in the Snow
In December, BJ welcomed the first snow of winter.

It was just past six in the morning and before daybreak when Gu Jia got up and went to the outdoor balcony to enjoy the snow scene. The snow had not stopped yet. Snowflakes were falling in the gloomy night sky. The ground was covered with a layer of snow more than ten centimeters thick, so white that people were reluctant to step on it.

Gu Jia stood outside the French window, opened her phone and took two photos, then squatted down and made a snowball. She went back to the room, stood by the bed and said to Zhou Jing who was playing with the child, "Is it wrong?"

"Where did I go wrong?"

Zhou Jing picked up Gu Jia's underwear on the bed and threw it on Gu Jia's head.

"I said you were wrong. You were right but you were wrong." Gu Jia put some snow on the snowball and stuffed it into the boy's collar and said, "Isn't it?"

"It's so cold. I was wrong."

Zhou Jing put the child in front of him.

"What about you? Is it wrong for you not to sleep so early in the morning?"

Gu Jia touched the child's face with her cold hand and said.

"Ho~"

The little girl mischievously crawled under the quilt, sticking her head out and smiling at Gu Jia.

Gu Jia pretended to throw a snowball and said, "It's snowing so heavily outside. It's a good thing that I don't have to go to work on Saturday."

"There's still snow to be swept in the yard. Don't let your mom do it. I'll get up and sweep it."

Zhou Jing snatched the snowball from Gu Jia and pretended to hit her. Gu Jia was so scared that she hid behind the bed curtain. Zhou Jing threw the snowball on the bed curtain, and snow fragments fell all over the floor.

"Do you deserve a beating?"

Gu Jia came out from behind the bed curtain, knelt on one knee on the bed, lifted the quilt and touched the boy's neck with her cold hands.

"Your mother, this tigress, is going crazy. Are you afraid?"

Zhou Jing shrank his neck and spoke to the child.

"Uh~"

The little girl lay in front of Zhou Jing and pushed Gu Jia's hand.

"You're protecting your dad, right? Then mom will take care of you."

Gu Jia pulled the child aside and pretended to use force but gently patted the child on the butt.

"Hurry up and tell mom that I was wrong."

Zhou Jing said as he looked at the little girl who was unable to break free and looked helpless.

"Mom~"

The little girl shouted in a baby voice.

"From now on, whoever of you doesn't listen will be beaten by your mother." Gu Jia picked up the child, pinched Zhou Jing's ear and said, "Do you remember?"

"remember."

Zhou Jing said cooperatively.

"Do you remember?"

Gu Jia pressed her finger on the tip of the child's nose and said.

"Ho~"

The little girl was not afraid at all. Instead, she danced with joy.

"You're not afraid with dad protecting you, are you?"

Gu Jia looked at the little girl and said.

"Dad, I can't protect myself."

Zhou Jing got up, stretched, and went to the outdoor balcony in his pajamas. Standing on the outdoor balcony on the second floor of the villa, he had a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery. At this time, the villa area was a silver world, with grass, ground and villa roofs all covered with snow, just like a snow castle in a fairy tale world.

Gu Jia dressed the child warmly, put antifreeze cream on his face and hands, and took him outside to let him enjoy the first snow since he was born.

"It's snowing!"

Zhou Jing grabbed a handful of snow and threw it over Gu Jia and the child who were wearing hats.

At this time, Gu Jia was wearing a white down jacket over her pajamas, and a furry down jacket hood, and the child was wearing a panda jumpsuit. In the snow, the mother and daughter were both as beautiful as pear blossoms and as cute as a little giant panda.

"This is a snowflake. Isn't it beautiful?"

Gu Jia carried the child to the stone table and drew a circle on the snow on the table.

"She said she is not as beautiful as her mother."

Zhou Jing made a snowball and threw it on Gu Jia's head and said.

Gu Jia looked back at Zhou Jing and said, "Since you speak so nicely, I'll forgive you this time."

"xue~"

It was the first time for the human cub to see snow and she was full of curiosity about the white snowflakes. She stretched out her right hand and grabbed the snow, feeling the coldness of the snowflakes. She withdrew her hand, but the snow on her hand was still cold. The little girl's watery eyes were full of confusion and she felt a little at a loss. She looked at her hand and then at Gu Jia.

"Your hands are cold, aren't they?"

Gu Jia kissed the child's cheek and said.

"Hmm~"

"Dad will make a snowman for you later."

Zhou Jing drew three smiley faces on the stone table with his fingers, and wrote Gu Jia, Zhou Zhou and himself below them.

Gu Jia gave the child to Zhou Jing and went to the rooftop along the spiral staircase in the corner. Standing on the rooftop of the villa, the view was wider, as if she was in a world of snow.

Every year when the first snow falls in winter, Gu Jia would think of the first snow in the winter of 2009. It also snowed at night that day. In the morning, when Gu Jia was going to work, she passed by the boy’s house and attacked the boy with a snowball. The boy caught up and hugged her. At that time, Gu Jia’s heart beat so fast that it seemed to come out of her throat, especially when the boy’s lips almost kissed her cheek. Gu Jia was panicked and thought that the boy was going to take her first kiss. That snow made their relationship heat up rapidly.

Every time he thought about it, Gu Jia marveled at the wonder of life, that an old cow could eat young grass.

"This is dad, this is mom, and this is Zhou Zhou. Tell me, who is this?"

Zhou Jing helped the little girl squat on the stone table and pointed at the three smiling faces.

"Dad~"

"who is this?"

"Mom~"

"what about this?"

"dudu~"

The little girl stretched out her right index finger and gently slid it across the snow, leaving a crooked mark in the snow.

"Zhou Zhou is really smart."

Zhou Jing put the child on the ground and let her walk in the snow by herself.

Gu Jia made a snowball on the roof, threw it at Zhou Jing and said, "How about I let you two have a snowball fight?"

"I'm enough."

The child's fighting power was negative, so Zhou Jing made a snowball and threw it at Gu Jia.

Gu Jia took advantage of the advantageous terrain, crouched down to avoid the snowball, and counterattacked, then grabbed a handful of snowflakes and threw them down, saying, "This move is called Fairy Scattering Flowers."

Zhou Jing needed to raise his head to shoot upwards, and when he raised his head he was dazzled by the snowflakes falling towards him. The snow felt so cool on his face that Zhou Jing had to turn around and hide.

At this time, Gu Jia launched another snowball attack, followed by fairy flowers.

"You're such a jerk."

Gu Jia attacked Zhou Jing from a high position with snowballs and fairy flowers, and Zhou Jing had no chance of winning.

"If you can't beat me, then you can't beat me."

Gu Jia made a small snowball, still squatting on the child who was playing in the snow, and then squatted behind the guardrail.

The little girl looked back and continued to play by herself, and Gu Jia hit her again.

"Who is making porridge?"

Zhou Jing pretended to look around and said.

"Mom~"

The little girl didn't know whether she really knew or was still thinking about Gu Jia. She stood up, hugged Zhou Jing's legs and looked around.

After playing outside for a while, Zhou Jing took the child back to the house. The bedroom was quite hot. Zhou Jing was worried that the child's face and hands would hurt from the alternating hot and cold weather, so he took the child to the first floor to play.

Gu Jia washed her face and changed into casual clothes, a thin sweater on top and grey leggings underneath. When she was single, she would stay at home in pajamas all day on weekends. After she got a boyfriend, she changed her previous decadence and insisted on running and doing sit-ups. She would pay attention to her clothes even when she stayed at home. "Jia Jia and Xiao Zhou will eat first."

After making breakfast, Gu's mother went to coax the child.

"How about playing with grandma?"

Zhou Jing gave the child to Gu's mother.

Mother Gu held the child in her arms and couldn't let go. "Grandma will make delicious food for the baby later."

"I'll make you egg tarts today."

Gu Jia pinched Zhou Jing's face and said.

“We can do it together.”

Zhou Jing likes to cook for himself. Since Gu's mother and his mother took turns to come to BJ to take care of him, Zhou Jing seldom cooks. When Gu's mother is around, Zhou Jing will cook on weekends, and when his mother is around, Zhou Jing cooks even less.

Gu Jia said with a smile: "I'll cook for you, just let me practice my cooking skills."

Having a eating companion who is not picky or fussy is important for people who are practicing cooking.

"This grey color makes your legs look thinner than black."

Zhou Jing picked up a bun and took a bite, then put down his chopsticks, pinched Gu Jia's leg and said.

"Really?" Gu Jia stretched her legs and took a look. Her legs seemed to be thinner in the grey tights. Gu Jia looked at Zhou Jing and said with a smile, "Which is sexier, grey or black?"

“Black is sexy.”

Black stockings are the sexiest in Zhou Jing's mind.

After breakfast, Zhou Jing swept the snow in the front yard of the villa and then swept the backyard. Before sweeping the snow in the backyard, Zhou Jing made a snowman. Zhou Jing's way of making snowman was very simple. He used the snowball rolling method. First, he pinched a snowball and then rolled it in the snow. The snowball became bigger and bigger. The snow accumulated was ten centimeters thick, and the snowball rolled very quickly.

Gu Jia put on a pair of trousers, a white down jacket, a scarf, and a pair of leather gloves and went out to roll snowballs. She took Zhou Jing's gloves, scarf, and gloves with her. She gave the gloves to Zhou Jing and tied the scarf around Zhou Jing's neck, deliberately tightening it, and smiled and said, "Is the scarf I knit warmer?"

"Want to murder your husband?"

Zhou Jing touched Gu Jia's face and said.

"How can my sister bear to let you go when you are so handsome?"

Gu Jia hooked the boy's chin, blew on his gloves, squatted down and rolled a snowball.

"Roll over there to the basketball court and build a snowman on the basketball court."

Zhou Jing touched Gu Jia's face and said.

"I haven't built a snowman yet. Come over here for a moment."

Gu Jia pulled the boy under a tree. She kicked the trunk and ran away. The snow on the branches fell down and landed on Zhou Jing's down jacket.

"Little guy, are you wrong?"

Zhou Jing patted the snow on his body, hugged Gu Jia from behind, and laid Gu Jia down on the snow. Gu Jia's white down jacket seemed to be integrated with the snow, and her pretty face was so pure. Zhou Jing lay on Gu Jia and kissed his lips.

At this moment, Gu Jia's lips were slightly cool, and the rose-scented lipstick added a bit of red rose-like charm to her.

"Stinky boy."

Gu Jia hooked her arms around Zhou Jing's neck, a smile appeared on her face, and she flicked the tip of her tongue between the boy's lips.

"It's getting more and more demonic."

Zhou Jing pulled Teacher Gu up and continued rolling snowballs. He first rolled two big snowballs of similar size, and then rolled a few snowballs of different sizes. He pushed the big snowball to the right position and pressed it firmly. He shaved the top, put a smaller snowball on it, and carved out the facial features. After some decoration, it became a snowman.

"It turns out that making a snowman is so simple, just make a small one in the middle."

Gu Jia pushed the snowball he had rolled over and said.

Zhou Jing smiled and said, "Use your lipstick to paint the snowman's mouth."

"You'll buy me a new one?"

Gu Jia raised her foot and kicked the boy's leg, then used her lipstick to paint the snowman. She just happened to think of it.

"Use this!"

Zhou Jing pulled down the red string on the wine box in the corner and cut it into a suitable length to make a mouth for the snowman.

After the snowman was dressed up, Gu Jia went back to the house to get her camera to take a few photos. She originally wanted to take a photo with the children, but she was worried that the weather was too cold and the children would catch a cold after being outside for too long, so she didn't take a photo.

After taking the photos, Zhou Jing took a shovel and started clearing the snow.

Gu Jia took a broom and swept the ground from behind. "It reminded me of the scene of sweeping snow in school after the snow. The students' snowball fight was so spectacular."

It took them more than twenty minutes to clear the snow in the yard and shoveled it all into the garden. They went back to the house to warm up for a while. Gu Jia took off her down jacket and hung it on the clothes rack in the rest area on the first floor, then took the child to the bedroom on the second floor.

Zhou Jing took some time out to call Yang Wenwen and asked her if it snowed there. After calling Yang Wenwen, Zhou Jing called Gu Jia to ask if there was anything she wanted to buy.

After returning home, Zhou Jing coaxed the child while Gu Jia fed the child complementary food and went to help Gu's mother cook. Zhou Jing didn't want to work on a snowy day, so he spent the whole morning with the child, telling him stories and singing nursery rhymes. After lunch, Gu Jia coaxed the child to take a nap. After the child fell asleep, Gu Jia went to the kitchen to make egg tarts. Zhou Jing accompanied Gu Jia to make them and learned how to make egg tarts by the way.

“Egg tarts are actually very simple. The key is to get the right temperature when baking.”

Gu Jia said as she prepared the ingredients.

"Becoming more virtuous."

Zhou Jing raised his hand and hooked the hair beside Gu Jia's ear and said.

Gu Jia said with a smile: "She is very virtuous."

Including the four children, Gu Jia made five egg tarts, two for Zhou Jing, and just one for each of the others. This kind of thing tastes better when it is made right now, but it will lose its taste if it is left for a long time.

The egg tarts were ready but the children were still asleep, so Zhou Jing and Gu Jia went to bed to rest. The happiest thing after a snow in winter is to rest in bed.

"Weren't you very arrogant this morning? Call me sister."

Gu Jia wrapped herself in a quilt and rode on the boy's thighs, saying with a smile.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhou Jing held Gu Jia's feet and tickled them and said.

"Revenge. Tell your sister to spare your life and I'll let you go."

Gu Jia put her feet behind her and said.

"She's both naive and playful." Zhou Jing gently pulled Gu Jia into his arms, bit her lips and said, "Who's going to spare who?"

Gu Jia refused to admit defeat and clung to Zhou Jing like a dog-skin plaster and twisted herself around him. Zhou Jing gave in a little for fear of pulling her hair.

Seeing that the child woke up, Zhou Jing and Gu Jia stopped and pretended to be asleep at the same time.

The little girl stared at the adults in a daze, and when she got no response from them, she crawled into the adults' bed, rolled over Zhou Jing and crawled into Gu Jia's arms to drink milk by herself.

"Are you awake?"

Gu Jia pretended to have just woken up and said.

"Um~ Mommy~"

The little girl was searching frantically in Gu Jia's arms.

Gu Jia rolled up her clothes and gave them to the child.

Zhou Jing opened his eyes, watched the child eat, and pinched the corners of the child's mouth from time to time.

"I've saved you about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."

Gu Jia said with a smile.

"Save it for you to spend. Do you want to go out for a spin in your Rolls-Royce at night?"

The Rolls-Royce Ghost that Zhou Jing gave to Gu Jia has been picked up for more than a week. It has been kept in the garage for the past few days after it was brought back. Gu Jia does not drive this car to and from get off work.

"Okay, let my mom eat dinner at home, and we'll go eat skewers. Do you want to eat?"

Gu Jia thought for a moment and said.

"can."

Zhou Jing likes eating skewers very much, but it is a bit boring to eat skewers without drinking beer. Gu Jia has to drive, and it would be boring to drink alone without a drinking partner.

"Dad~"

After the child had eaten his fill, he let go of Gu Jia and climbed into Zhou Jing's arms.

"You only think of your mother when you are hungry? You don't need your mother when you are full?"

Gu Jia pretended to be sad and said.

(End of this chapter)