Before we knew it, each autumn rain brought a chill, and early winter had arrived in the blink of an eye.

In the summer, Wen Qinghe often disliked the human sweat heater, but now, as the weather cools down, it has started to be used again.

Without Yan Xiao even having to take the initiative, she willingly nestled obediently in the man's arms all night.

Yan Xiao found this enjoyable and pleasant; he loved the cold weather.

With the first crow of a rooster at dawn, the man had already gotten up briskly.

First, I carefully tucked the blanket around the little one before going out to wash up and cook.

Today we're taking a bus to Longnan.

Although there's no need to rush when taking the bus, he wants to prepare more food so the little girl can eat on the way.

They have all the snacks in the snack area.

The little girl could never stand the smell in the car, so he would prepare something simple and easy to digest for breakfast.

He boiled water in a pot and cooked a wheat porridge. On top of that, he placed a steaming tray to steam small, hand-rolled pancakes.

He turned on the stove valve and, once the flames were up, stir-fried some green peppers and shredded potatoes.

After he finished doing all that, he went into the room to wake Wen Qinghe up.

"Baby, wake up." Yan Xiao gently patted Wen Qinghe's face.

Wen Qinghe opened her eyes groggily and saw that it was Yan Xiao, so she snuggled closer to him.

The man tenderly tucked a stray strand of hair from the little girl's forehead behind her ear, chuckling softly with a hint of helplessness.

"If we don't get up now, we'll have to catch the afternoon bus."

Upon hearing "catch the carriage," Wen Qinghe instantly snapped out of her daze and quickly sat up to get dressed.

Yan Xiao took the sweater and thin fleece jacket from the foot of the bed and put them on the little girl, then put a pair of thick socks on her tender white feet.

The little girl is sensitive to the cold, and besides, Longnan is much colder than here.

After breakfast, Yan Xiao tied the luggage to the front of the bicycle, carefully wrapped a scarf around the little girl's neck and put on her hat, and then set off for town with her.

The letter of introduction was obtained by Yan Xiao from the brigade leader yesterday.

Since it was a family visit, the brigade leader waved his hand and approved ten days directly.

Wen Qinghe was very excited throughout the journey, talking to Yan Xiao non-stop.

"Ayan, it's colder in Longnan than here. Do you think it's snowing where Dad is?"

After all, the last time I went there was at the end of the year, and now it's almost the end of the year in the blink of an eye.

"It's already the Minor Snow season, so the first snow in the Northwest is probably not far off."

Upon hearing this, a hint of anticipation flashed in Wen Qinghe's eyes.

Getting to Longnan requires transferring between several modes of transportation.

Wen Qinghe had gotten used to it this time, and the motion sickness wasn't as bad as it had been the previous times.

She herself admires her own adaptability.

However, it was all thanks to Yan Xiao's thoughtfulness and consideration. The kettle was filled with water infused with lemon slices, and there was motion sickness medicine in her small handbag. Yan Xiao also specially brought several handkerchiefs that had been fumigated with herbs to help relieve her discomfort.

After traveling from Hongxing Brigade to Qingshan Brigade, which took two and a half days, we finally arrived.

Like swallows returning to the forest, before Yan Xiao could even put down his luggage, Wen Qinghe rushed into the cowshed.

At this moment, Wen Yunhuai was chatting with his old friend about the funny things his daughter did when she was little.

for example:

“My daughter has been in poor health since she was little and has hardly ever left the house. I remember the first time I took her to a friend’s farm for a walk, she was incredibly fascinated when she saw the goats.”

She wouldn't leave, clinging to me. I thought she'd never seen a lamb before, but then I realized this little girl was staring at a goat's rear end for ages.

Staring at the pile of sheep droppings on the ground, it looked aggrieved and on the verge of tears.

Oh dear, it broke my heart at the time.

To my surprise, she asked me, sobbing, "Daddy, is this how all the candies I eat come from?"

Hahaha~ I was almost dying of laughter at this little girl, and I held back my laughter the whole time. Every time she finished her medicine, I would give her a piece of candy.

Who knows how a child could think of so many things…

Wen Yunhuai, beaming with excitement, shoveled cow dung while chatting idly with an elderly man nearing seventy.

The hearty laughter was particularly noticeable in the empty thatched hut.

Wen Qinghe paused as she stepped inside, her smile fading as her mind was filled with her father's magical laughter.

Very well, he's actually this kind of father.

When she was a child, her father was not like this at all.

Back then, Xiao Qinghe was confined to the small villa every day, and the people she saw most often were the nanny and Wen Yunhuai.

That was the first time she had the opportunity to go out. The world outside was vast, and the sky was blue. She cherished every breath she took.

At the time, she genuinely believed that little white lambs would produce sugar beans in their bellies, and what saddened her was that the sugar beans came out of the lamb's anus.

Her father patiently comforted her and explained that the two things were not the same species at all.

She was only five years old at the time, so it's normal that she only had a vague understanding of these things.

If her father hadn't mentioned it, she would have completely forgotten about this embarrassing incident.

That was done by five-year-old Qinghe, not her!!!

Meanwhile, Wen Yunhuai was still chatting enthusiastically with his old friend:

"My little girl didn't have any other hobbies when she was little, except reading."

Once, I asked a friend to bring her home a few picture books for early childhood education.

The pictures in the album are very realistic; it's a commemorative album of a chick's growth.

She spent the entire day engrossed in reading that thin little picture book.

But that night she did something that was both funny and absurd.

In the middle of the night, this little girl sneaked into the kitchen, took a few eggs, and crawled into bed, actually trying to hatch chicks like a mother hen.

And guess what? The egg…”

"dad!"

Wen Qinghe felt that if she didn't speak up soon, her few embarrassing secrets would be exposed by her own father...

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