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

It snowed heavily for a whole afternoon, and the streets of the small town were already covered with a thick layer of snow, and the outside was as white as a vast white ocean.

Qin Yaran stood by the window and looked at the snow scene outside, thinking in her heart: It has been snowing all afternoon, and I don't know when it will stop, and whether I can go back to the hotel tonight.

There was a bit of sadness on his face.

"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Zhuo Ziyang walked up to Qin Yaran's side and pulled Qin Yaran's clothes and looked up.

Qin Yaran gently stroked Zhuo Ziyang's face and said, "I didn't think about anything, does Yang Yang feel bored?"

"It's a little boring." Zhuo Ziyang looked a little tired.

"By the way, Yangyang." Qin Yaran suddenly thought of something, squatted down and looked at Zhuo Ziyang.

"Huh? What's wrong with mom?" Zhuo Ziyang looked at Qin Yaran suspiciously.

"Mom told you, next time you can't do such a dangerous thing when adults are away, you won't let us worry, do you know? Just because you have to take care of your emotions, mom and dad didn't say You, but calm down now and Mom is going to tell you not to do this."

Qin Yaran was seriously reasoning with Zhuo Ziyang, and Zhuo Yichen looked at the mother and son with gratified eyes, but Qiao Ruoyin chose to ignore it, and lowered her head to play with her mobile phone by herself.

"Yeah, I see. I'm sorry for making my father and mother worry about me so much." Zhuo Ziyang lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"It's good to know what's wrong, but mom and dad are the most reassured that Yangyang is fine, and mom also knows that such an obedient child as Yangyang will remember his mistakes and correct them, right?" Qin Yaran touched Zhuo Ziyang head, smiling at him.

"Yeah, that's right." Zhuo Ziyang nodded and looked at Qin Yaran and laughed.

Qiao Ruoyin wanted to stand up to get something, but it seemed very difficult.

"Ruoyin, what's wrong?" Qin Yaran saw Qiao Ruoyin's movements from the corner of her eye.

"It's okay, sister Yaran, my knee hurts again, I just want to wipe it with medicinal wine." Qiao Ruoyin pointed at the medicinal oil on the cabinet and looked at Qin Yaran helplessly and said.

Qin Yaran stood up and went to the cabinet to help Qiao Ruoyin get the medicinal wine.

"Let me help you." Qin Yaran squatted at Qiao Ruoyin's feet.

"This..." Qiao Ruoyin looked a little embarrassed.

"Yichen, you go over and accompany Yangyang, I want to help Ruoyin wipe off the silt with medicinal wine." Qin Yaran turned her head and said to Zhuo Yichen who was sitting opposite Qiao Ruoyin.

Zhuo Yichen took one look at the two of them and left, walking to Zhuo Ziyang's side.

"Okay, I'll fix the screen, and I'll wipe the medicinal wine for you, so you can get better soon." Qin Yaran still looked very gentle to everyone.

Seeing Qin Yaran like this, Qiao Ruoyin felt even more disgusted in her heart, hated why she could still maintain her kindness in front of those who had hurt her, hated why she always had a generous and decent appearance, and didn't care about anything.

"Hold it, Qiao Ruoyin resists being so annoying, the fun is yet to come." Qiao Ruoyin thought silently as she watched Qin Yaran help herself wipe the medicinal wine.

"Just say it if it hurts, and I'll be gentle." Qin Yaran poured the medicinal wine on her palm and rubbed it on Qiao Ruoyin's palm.

Zhuo Ziyang wanted to see what they were doing through the screen, but he just wanted to know if Qiao Ruoyin did anything bad to Qin Yaran.

"What?" Zhuo Yichen stared at Zhuo Ziyang's every move.

"Dad, I don't like Qiao Ruoyin." Zhuo Ziyang looked at Zhuo Yichen with a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"What happened just now?" Zhuo Yichen put down his phone, folded his hands and looked at Zhuo Ziyang seriously.

Zhuo Ziyang took a deep breath, after all, it would still be scary to recall what happened just now.

"I only know that someone pushed me from behind when I was about to close the window, but I don't know if it was my illusion. I didn't tell my mother about it." Zhuo Ziyang swallowed and looked at Zhuo Ziyang nervously. Yi Chen.

Zhuo Yichen hugged Zhuo Ziyang in his arms and said softly, "Don't be afraid, stay away from people you don't like next time."

"Yeah, I know dad, the two of us will definitely protect mom, right?" Zhuo Ziyang said in Zhuo Yichen's arms, his eyes were very firm.

"Well, yes." Zhuo Yichen's tone was very flat, but his heart was already irritated.

Take your time, Zhuo Yichen will never let go of those who have hurt those around him, no matter who they are.

In the evening, the snow had gradually become smaller, and some people were clearing the snow on the street, just to make it easier for pedestrians to walk, but the boat from the island to Windmill Island has not yet opened.

"I don't know if I'm going to stay here tonight." Qiao Ruoyin looked unhappy, she lowered her head and whispered.

"Let me ask Ah Li how they are doing." Qin Yaran dialed Song Liyuan's cell phone number.

Song Liyuan and the others are having dinner at Huo Mingtai's place, and the salesman next to Huo Mingtai has been bragging about how popular the white walls and blue tiles are here.

"Hey, of course, we are having dinner now, you should go and eat something too, the snow is already light, we can go to find you later." Song Liyuan walked to the side and talked to Qin Yaran.

"Yeah, okay, I got it, be careful when you come here." Qin Yaran nodded, and hung up the phone after speaking.

"How?" Zhuo Yichen asked suddenly.

Qin Yaran was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that Zhuo Yichen would suddenly become concerned.

"Oh, they have eaten, let's go downstairs to eat too, the landlord said that the first floor provides dining services, Ruoyin, how is your knee?" Qin Yaran picked up the menu on the room to see what dishes are available here.

"It still hurts, but it's not as painful as before when Sister Yaran rubbed it for me." Qiao Ruoyin pursed her lips and frowned as she rubbed her knee.

"That's all right, there's a phone number here and I'll see if they can deliver the food." Qin Yaran dialed the contact number on the menu.

Qin Yaran had a smile on her face when she called, and it seemed that she could deliver food.

The four of them had a simple dinner at the B&B. After the meal, the snow had stopped outside, and the streets became lively again.

Except for a few big street lights, lanterns were hung at the door of each store and on each hawker's car for illumination. Qin Yaran and the others stood in front of the window and looked at the passers-by outside.

I feel that I seem to be extremely out of place with this small town. Most of the hawkers and merchants outside are dressed in ancient costumes, as if they have traveled through time.