The villain took me crooked after wearing the book

Chapter 456
Before Shen Mingnan came back, she obediently went back to the house. Seeing that she was obedient, he handed her the candied haws in his hand.

"What you like to eat."

Zhao Huiwei's eyes brightened slightly, and she took it quickly. The candied haws were sweet and crystal clear. She licked them with her tongue, and smiled at Shen Mingnan, bending her eyebrows and eyes: "It's delicious."

The snow was still falling outside, his hair was slightly wet, and he was sitting by the charcoal brazier.

After eating one, Zhao Huiwei asked vaguely, "How is Sister Hua doing now?"

"It's good. Her family has her father taking care of her. After a while, she should give birth."

Zhao Huiwei blinked: "I also want to see the baby."

"Wait until you feel better."

This waited until the end of the month, when the snow fell again and again, and Zhao Huiwei was so sick that he lay on the bed again.

She looked at the snow piled up in front of the window, and now she seemed like a bird who had lost her freedom, unable to run or jump anymore, and was confined in this small world.

Today is the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the Chinese New Year.

She stood up, the heart beating slowly in her chest, as if it was about to stop at any moment, she came to the window, staring at the plum blossom branches covered with snow.

Then she went to find a white purse for a month, and put a gold ingot in it, she wanted to give Shen Mingnan a new year's gift.

As soon as the purse was packed, Shen Mingnan came back.

Holding a lantern in his hand, he smiled at her: "Wear thicker, and I'll take you to watch the fireworks."

fireworks?

She hadn't seen ancient fireworks yet, so she became excited for a moment, wrapped herself in layers, and then held his warm palm with her cold hand.

"Come on, I'm ready."

He led her along the snow-covered flagstone road, through the snow-covered branches, through many long and short years.

Gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, she raised her head, her almond eyes reflected the light of the fireworks, very beautiful, a yearning beauty.

"Yanyan, can you watch the fireworks with me every year?"

Zhao Huiwei smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and said in a pretty voice: "Okay, every year."

Only then did Shen Mingnan continue to look at the fireworks he had prepared with satisfaction, all of them were his love.

Zhao Huiwei raised her head, and there were reflections of fireworks in her tears. As her face slipped down, she cried silently. No one knew that she couldn't help crying at the moment when she was talking about every year. .

When going down the mountain, Shen Mingnan carried her on his back, and she clung to his ear and said, "Shen Mingnan, happy new year, this is our first new year."

"I want to eat dumplings, you made them."

Shen Mingnan paused, then snorted, "Okay."

The wedding dress is all embroidered, not to mention just making dumplings, he can learn anything.

After he learned how to make dumplings from Ah Tong, he brought a bowl of hot dumplings. Zhao Huiwei was already asleep leaning against the bed, and she was still holding a moon-white purse in her hand.

He took off her clothes, covered her with a quilt, took the purse, and poured out a gold ingot.

He smiled silently, just like this, it's fine to stay with him, until... the end of her life.

She couldn't eat the dumplings he made, and Shen Mingnan ate them alone. While eating, he was thinking, luckily Yan Yan didn't eat them, they were a bit salty, his cooking skills are not as good as hers, he needs to practice more.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Chi Hua was born.

It was a boy, and Shen Mingnan told her that the mother and child were safe, so he named him Fu Xi.

Zhao Huiwei quickly took out the purse she had prepared, and handed it to Shen Mingnan: "Give me a gift, this is for my little nephew, by the way, there is still a pair of jewelry in my boudoir, I haven't had time to give it to her, you take it together Deliver it for me."

　I tortured myself. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)