Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

It snowed all night, and when we got up in the morning, the community had turned into a vast expanse of whiteness. The lawns, flowers, cars, and trees were covered with a thick layer of snow. The cleaning aunts in the community were slowly cleaning up the accumulated roads Snow.

Zhuo Ziyang woke up in a daze, rubbing his eyes. Sitting on the bed, he seemed a little sleepy. He glanced at the alarm clock, and it was only after nine o'clock.

"It must have snowed all night last night. I don't know what the outside world has become." Zhuo Ziyang said to himself while looking at the window on the bed.

Putting on his clothes, he got out of bed and opened the curtains. The sky outside was a bit dark, as if he still wanted to snow. Seeing some footprints on the white snow on the lawn, some children had already gone downstairs to play in the snow. Zhuo Ziyang pressed his hands on the snow. On the window, with his forehead close to the window and looking at the children playing downstairs, his heart was about to move.

The sound of "scrubbing -" came from the bathroom, Zhuo Ziyang was washing up seriously, and seemed to be planning to go downstairs to build a snowman.

"Sister Ah Li! Get up! The sun is drying your ass! Get up quickly, we said last night that we are going to build a snowman today!" Zhuo Ziyang went to the door of Song Liyuan's room after washing up, knocked on the door and called Song Liyuan to get up .

After Song Liyuan heard the sound, she poked her head out of the quilt, touched the mobile phone next to the bedside table, squinted her eyes and saw that it was only past nine o'clock, Zhuo Ziyang woke herself up so early, good job weekend.

"It's only after nine o'clock. Your sister, A Li, will go to sleep again and play by myself." Song Liyuan threw away the phone, covered her head with the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.

Zhuo Ziyang vaguely heard Song Liyuan's voice, but the voice was so small that he couldn't hear clearly, so he put his ear on the door and listened carefully.

Nothing was heard.

"Sister Ah Li, get up quickly, I'm going to have breakfast, it's past nine o'clock." Zhuo Ziyang continued knocking on the door and calling Song Liyuan.

"You warm up the bread and eat it yourself! Don't bother me to sleep!" Song Liyuan's anger of getting up gradually showed, and she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt impatiently.

Zhuo Ziyang could hear Song Liyuan's roar clearly, and looked at Song Liyuan's room door with disgust.

"Hmph, let a first-grade elementary school student eat hot bread by himself. In such a cold weather, he wants to eat something warm. Sister Ah Li is such a stupid, lazy pig!" Zhuo Ziyang whispered to Song Liyuan while Put the bread milk into the oven.

After a while, Zhuo Ziyang finished his breakfast and looked at the door of Song Liyuan's room resentfully, but there was no movement at the door, which meant he hadn't woken up yet.

Zhuo Ziyang walked over and continued to knock on the door gently, trying to wake Song Liyuan up again.

"Sister Ah Li, wake up, it's 09:30, it's time to build a snowman." Zhuo Ziyang lowered his voice a little.

"Shut up! Go play by yourself!" Song Liyuan roared under the quilt.

Zhuo Ziyang was taken aback, and quickly stopped the hand that was about to knock on the door again, and lowered his head to the window sill to see the children downstairs who were making snowmen and having snowball fights.

"I really want to go down and play." Zhuo Ziyang looked at it with eager eyes.

"Oh! I can go out and play by myself! Anyway, it's downstairs, it doesn't matter." Suddenly Zhuo Ziyang thought that he could actually go down, so he jumped off the window sill and went back to his room to change into a thick overcoat and put on cotton wool. Big boots, hats, earmuffs and gloves.

When everything was ready, Zhuo Ziyang ran to the door of Song Liyuan's room and said, "Sister Ah Li, I'll go downstairs to play for a while, and I'll be back soon, did you hear me?"

Song Liyuan had been woken up by Zhuo Ziyang three times in a row in one morning. At this moment, she was very irritable and shouted loudly at Zhuo Ziyang: "Hurry up!"

After yelling, he picked up the earplugs and put them on, curled up tightly under the quilt and continued to sleep.

Hearing that Song Liyuan allowed him to go out, Zhuo Ziyang was overjoyed, and when he went out, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror next to the shoe cabinet, admiring his fully armed appearance.

"Okay, let's go! That big liar, I won't play with her anymore." After Zhuo Ziyang made an OK gesture to himself in the mirror, he opened the door cautiously and ran downstairs to play.

Zhuo Ziyang had so much fun downstairs with other children that he was almost buried in the snow.

A Yuan bought some food early in the morning and came to the community where Qin Yaran and the others lived, planning to have a small hot pot with Song Liyuan and the others at noon. When she passed by the small lawn park downstairs, she couldn't help but saw the children frolicking there. I remembered that when I was a child, as long as there was a little snow, I would be very happy, and a smile appeared on my face.

"It's great to be a kid, but I may not be so happy when I grow up." A Yuan suddenly said with emotion.

A Yuan, who had a spare key, opened the door and entered the house. The room was chilly. It seemed that Song Liyuan and the others hadn't gotten up yet, so they didn't turn on the heater.

"Huh? Why is the door of Yangyang's room open?" A Yuan turned on the heater and saw the door of Zhuo Ziyang's room opened. She was a little surprised and walked over to have a look.

"Where's Yangyang?" A Yuan saw that Zhuo Ziyang's quilt had been folded, and there was no one in the room.

There was no sign of Zhuo Ziyang in the living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, or even the study room. A Yuan was a little curious as to where Zhuo Ziyang had gone.

"Ms. Song, Mr. Song, did Yang Yang sleep with you?" A Yuan knocked on the door of Song Liyuan's room.

But Song Liyuan didn't react at all, because she had already fallen asleep now.

Without hearing Song Liyuan's voice, A Yuan said to herself: Maybe she slept too much, forget it, she will wake up after lunch time.

So A Yuan went into the kitchen and took out her mobile phone to play music and put it aside, then started to wash the vegetables and prepare the ingredients for the hot pot at noon.

"Ah~ comfortable, it would be great if no one bothered me." Song Liyuan slept until after eleven o'clock, sitting on the bed and stretching.

"Well~ it's past eleven o'clock, it should be time for lunch, why didn't that brat Zhuo Ziyang ask me to get up and take him to eat, Yangyang! What are you doing, sleeping late?" Song Liyuan put on her clothes He put on his coat and went out.

"Ms. Song, you're up. Didn't Yang Yang sleep with you?" A Yuan was eating melon seeds on the sofa and watching variety shows.

"Well, Ayuan, you're here. Why is Yangyang sleeping with me? How could that guy be willing to sleep with me? By the way, where is Yangyang? Haven't you woken up yet? This little slacker." Song Liyuan stroked He stroked his hair and walked to Zhuo Ziyang's room.

I saw that the door of the room was open, the quilt was folded, but no one was there.

"Teacher Song, Yangyang is not in the room, is he not in your room?" A Yuan put down the melon seeds and followed Song Liyuan.

"How could he be in my room? Then you mean that Yangyang is not at home?" Song Liyuan looked at A Yuan in surprise.