"Mom, I miss Mianmian too." Ling Xuewei picked up the little one and kissed her fleshy little face, "Has Mianmian been good during this time?"
"Mianmian is very good! She eats on time and goes to bed on time! If you don't believe me, ask grandpa!"
"My dear, you are right. Mianmian has always been very good. Girl, have you had a hard journey along the way? Come into the house quickly. I have already prepared a meal. Eat something to warm yourself up first."
Ye Xiutian welcomed her in and greeted her for a while, making Ling Xuewei feel warm in her heart.
"Mianmian knows you're coming back today. He was so happy that he couldn't sleep last night. He tossed and turned vigorously. Today he almost overslept!"
"grandfather……"
The little guy was shy and buried his head in his mother's arms.
Ling Xuewei smiled, rubbed the little one's head, and sat down with her in her arms.
"Huh? What is that black thing behind you?"
Ye Xiutian's eyes fell on Ling Xuewei's back.
"Oh, this..." Ling Xuewei just remembered that the sword she found in the ruins was still on her back. She had been carrying it all the way and almost forgot about it.
Ling Xuewei took it off and threw it aside, "Nothing, it's Xiaoli's thing."
Ye Xiutian didn't ask any more questions. He kept asking about Ling Xuewei's situation at the table and kept picking up dishes for her. After a while, Yin Yan came.
So it became three adults and one little kid eating together.
Mianmian had a good appetite today and ate a lot, but she kept clinging to her mother, asking her to feed her this and that. Her cute and clingy look made the two old men opposite her jealous.
Has Xiao Mianmian ever done this to them?
Little heartless.
But he wasn't angry at all.
After all, it took a long time for the little guy to see Ling Yatou. When he knew that the girl was coming back, he would ask them almost a dozen times every day, when will the mother come back? Why hasn’t the mother come back yet?
Or he would always run outside the courtyard gate and stretch his neck to look out.
They are funny and helpless.
"Mom, you eat too..."
The little guy scooped up a spoonful of soft egg custard and handed it to Ling Xuewei's mouth. She opened her mouth and swallowed it. She also fed the little guy her favorite polenta, "Mianmian will eat it too."
"Aww!"
After a warm meal, Ling Xuewei took the little one to take a bath.
Not only did she like the hot bubble bath, Ling Xuewei also liked it very much. She rubbed Mianmian's back, and the little one also clamored to rub it with her, so Ling Xuewei let her do it.
"Mother, look..."
Mianmian held the white bubbles and blew them loudly, "Haha, it's so fun!"
The bathhouse was filled with her giggles, innocent and pure.
"Come Mianmian, mother will wash your hair."
"good!"
The little one sat obediently in front of Ling Xuewei. Ling Xuewei wet her hair, then touched the fragrant children's foam and rubbed it gently.
"Mom, Grandpa Taizu took me down the mountain to play two days ago! There are a lot of delicious food and fun things at the foot of the mountain!"
"Mianmian likes little squirrels, but Grandpa Taizu said that little squirrels have their own homes and cannot be brought back, but Mianmian can visit them at any time..."
"Mom, you don't know, Lightning actually secretly hid delicious food, haha, but I found it, so I moved it to another place, but it couldn't find it and was depressed for a long time, hahaha..."
Little Mianmian chirped like a little sparrow and told her about herself. Ling Xuewei listened with a gentle smile on her face.
"Close your eyes."
Mianmian closed her eyes obediently, and Ling Xuewei began to rinse her hair, which was quickly finished.
Ling Xuewei carried Mianmian up, wiped her hair and body with a soft towel, wrapped her into a ball, and then took her out.
"Mianmian, please sit here for a while. Mother will come back when you go."
"good……"
Ling Xuewei tidied herself up briefly, then applied perfume to the little one, dried his hair, and then put on warm pajamas.
The little one's hair is very straight and shiny. Coupled with her big eyes, white skin and red mouth, she looks like a doll, so cute.
Ling Xuewei couldn't help but kiss Mianmian's face.
"Mother!"
The little guy was actually embarrassed.
Her body, which had just been bathed, was pink and tender, almost like a glutinous rice dumpling. Ling Xuewei felt soft in her heart and wanted to rub the little guy into her body.
"Are you sleepy, Mianmian?"
"I'm not sleepy! Mom, are you sleepy?"
"Mother is not sleepy either. How about she chat with Mianmian for a while?"
"good!"
So one parent and one child lay on the bed and chatted warmly.
The little guy was very excited and kept talking for a long time. Most of the time it was her talking and Ling Xuewei was listening. In just one month, the little guy learned a lot of new words and a lot of characters.
Ling Xuewei left many enlightening books for Mianmian. There was no limit on how many she could read every day. She could flip through them as she pleased. There were also some games to develop intelligence and brain thinking. It must be said that the little guy was very smart and learned new things very quickly.
She can remember things she has been taught once, and she can be said to have a photographic memory.
Now Mianmian knows most of the characters, and there is no pressure to read those doll books.
Ling Xuewei planned to get her some other things. Fortunately, when she was pregnant, she had plenty of them.
As he spoke, the soft and waxy little voice beside him gradually became softer.
Ling Xuewei turned around and saw that the little guy had fallen asleep.
Cherry's little mouth was open with a peaceful smile.
Ling Xuewei's heart is extremely soft.
Covering Mianmian with a small quilt and just watching her sleeping face quietly, Ling Xuewei felt that if she could stay like this for a whole day, she would not be able to see enough.
"Mother, dear baby, go to sleep."
The next day.
Mianmian woke up early in the morning.
"Morning, mother!"
The little one hadn't woken up yet. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but she subconsciously called her mother. Ling Xuewei picked her up and said, "Mom is here. Be good. It's still early. Let's sleep a little longer."
"Um!"
Mianmian fell asleep again in Ling Xuewei's arms.
Half an hour later, I woke up. Now energetic, I was jumping up and down on the bed, like a cute little koala bear.
"Mom, what did you eat this morning?"
"Mom, I want to wear that little yellow duck suit!"
"Mom, let's go play in the back mountain after dinner, okay?"
"Okay, okay, mother, listen to Mianmian, let's come down and wash up first, okay?"
"good!"
Ling Xuewei washed the little guy, put on some perfume, put on her favorite little yellow duck clothes, and also put on a furry and cute little hat.
The little guy looked at himself in front of the mirror for a long time, until he saw his mother smiling, then he was embarrassed and threw himself into Ling Xuewei's arms, hugging her neck, "Mother, let's eat..."
Ling Xuewei also made breakfast, which is Mianmian's favorite food.
After a delicious breakfast, Ling Xuewei took the little one to the back mountain.
There was skiing, snowball fights, and squirrel watching.
