Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Sun saw that Jing Jiaren didn't even take a good rest when she was sick, her hands were busy all the time, and she really wanted to grab the sweater.

But one time he secretly hid the sweater when Jing Jiaren was resting, not wanting to keep the Queen busy...

When Jing Jiaren woke up, she found that the sweater was gone, and her face was pale, as if the whole world had been lost.

Later, she rummaged through all the cabinets in the bedroom...

SUN is afraid of such a crazy Jing Jiaren.

At night, the snow has not stopped...

"The Queen should also teach Sun how to knit sweaters."

"you will not."

"If you don't teach me, how do you know I can't?"

SUN found a spare set of needles and thread balls from the cabinet, crawled beside Jing Jiaren, and began to learn in style.

Knitting is delicate work, even for an adult beginner, it is a bit difficult...

Let alone a three-year-old child.

Sun puffed up, and found that he couldn't cure it, either it was too sparse, or it was too close...

Missing stitches and wrong stitches are commonplace.

After half an hour, he learned to be distraught: "It's really troublesome, can't we just go to the clothing store and buy one?"

"But I once promised your father that I would weave it for him myself."

"SUN can't learn!"

"You don't need to learn, knitting sweaters was originally done by women."

SUN twisted the wool angrily.

Jing Jiaren felt that he hadn't moved for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, she found that he had fallen asleep.But the little head, arms, hands, and body...all were tangled up in a mess.

Looking at her son who was tangled in wool, Nana poked her head out, her hands were also entangled in wool, and she squeaked and turned her head.

Jing Jiaren couldn't help getting out of bed, and found a camera to take a picture of this warm scene.

Son, mom really wants to witness every moment of your growth...

See more of you who are different.

Picking up her coat, Jing Jiaren took a flashlight and other tools and walked out of the villa, stepping back into the snow.

The snowman mother and the snowman child are still cuddling tightly.

She slapped off some of the excess snow and started making Papa Snowman.

Coincidentally, Ximen Longting forgot his tie and big-brimmed hat here last time.

Jing Jiaren's head was dizzy, her body was heavy, and every breath took her strength.

Rolling out a big snowball alone in the dark night...

Not long after, beside the SUN snowman, there was the biggest snowman father.

After adding the nose and eyes to the handsome snowman, put on a wide-brimmed hat and bow tie.

The hands of the three snowmen are small wooden sticks found nearby.

The hand of the snowman child is facing up in the letter V, while the two big snowmen are facing down with one hand, just like holding the little snowman, a warm picture of a family of three.

She coughed softly and watched the snowman tenderly for a long time.

"Queen..." came the immature voice, "You are still sick!"

Jing Jiaren looked up and found SUN standing at the door, rubbing his hazy eyes.

"SUN, go get the camera out."

"..."

"hurry up!"

Just as the snowman was sitting next to the Christmas tree, Jing Jiaren turned on the lights of the Christmas tree by the way.

The colorful lights light up, and the snowflakes dance more joyfully...

When SUN came back, he also woke up the servants.

"I want to take a photo with the queen!" He pouted, "Sun will not take solo photos in the future."

"Not taking photos alone?"

"(⊙v⊙) Yes! You are everywhere beside SUN!"