Wang Yu held Dabao in his arms and tapped his nose. "Dabao, you have eggs to eat today. Aren't you happy?"

When Dabao was six or seven months old, I started to add egg yolks to his food. I dissolved it in warm water and fed it to him little by little. Gradually, he could eat an egg yolk. When he was one year old, I changed to egg custard. Dabao liked it this way and could eat half a bowl at a time.

Dabao knows about eggs. Every time when feeding him, adults would say, "Dabao, come and eat eggs." He knew that there would be something delicious, so he remembered the word 'eggs'.

"Eat, eggs." Wang Yu was heard saying eggs at this time. The little hand stretched out, looking at the eggs in Cheng Chen's hand with shining eyes, and shouting to eat. Dabao could now say some simple words, such as daddy, daddy, eat, play, sleep, etc.

Cheng Chen looked at Dabao while holding the eggs and said with a smile, "Little greedy boy."

The two were very happy after buying eggs. Dabao ate one every day, and they needed seventeen or eighteen eggs by the time they got back to the city. The adults cooked the rest. After buying the eggs, they went back to buy sesame oil. They could smell the rich aroma before they even reached the shop. It was pure hand-squeezed sesame oil made with real ingredients. They bought half a pound of sesame oil.

On the way back, I came across a fruit stall. There were some apples, pears, and citrus fruits on the stall, which were quite rare. They don't produce these fruits here. They only have fruits shipped from the north or further south in autumn and summer, and there are more of them there. However, some people store autumn fruits and sell them in winter. The price is definitely more expensive than in season. Apples and pears are fruits that can be stored for a long time, so there will be no problem as long as they are stored well.

Cheng Chen picked some at the stalls, and the two of them went to the pork stall to buy spare ribs. The street was bustling, and Wang Yu held Erbao and played on the street for a while. When they found there was nothing to buy, they went back.

Mother Cheng looked at the many things in the basket, including three kinds of fruit, thirty eggs carefully placed on the top, and half a jar of sesame oil. She took them out one by one and then asked how much the eggs cost.

When he heard that it was thirteen cents each, he smacked his lips in amazement. It was really expensive. It was only in the past two years that the family had some money to buy eggs. In the past, no one would buy eggs in winter. With this money, it would be better to buy two pounds of meat. Pork during the Chinese New Year was only fourteen or fifteen cents a pound. However, his good grandson had eggs to eat today, so he happily took them to the kitchen to prepare steaming a bowl for lunch.

Cheng Chen washed the apples and pears, put them on a plate, and cut a small piece for Dabao to hold by himself. When he was a few months old, he still needed to use a spoon to scrape and eat, but now he can hold and chew it by himself.

"Mom, come and have some fruit. Where's Dad?"

The Queen Mother put the eggs away and took the apple that Cheng Chen handed her. "Your father is out visiting relatives. He has no time to rest when he comes back. He is out every day and only comes back at mealtime."

"This apple is so sweet." The Queen Mother took a bite and smiled at Dabao, who was sitting on the stool and grinding his teeth with an apple. It was so cute. "Dabao is eating an apple too."

Knowing that his grandmother was calling him, he raised his head and took out the apple from his mouth. There were marks on it from his teeth. He raised his hand to show the Queen Mother, "Ah, eat it."

"Well, Dabao, eat."

This year, on the first day of the new year, Chen Yanwen and I went to Mr. Song's house to pay New Year's greetings. Song Boyan's little Shitou is almost four months old. He is round and chubby and very cute. Dabao didn't come today, otherwise he would definitely like to see Shitou. Both of them are fathers with families and children, which made Chen Yanwen jealous.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the two of them took Dabao to Yue's house. Xingxing was almost two years old and his legs moved very fast. Dabao wanted to run after him, but he was wearing thick clothes and couldn't run. He just walked slowly behind him, looking like a small and cute ball.

Xingxing is only seven or eight months older than Dabao. The two children, who are almost the same age, soon started playing together, but they still fought over toys. The two children started fighting and neither of them gave in. It was not known who started crying first, but they both started crying and each had to hold one to comfort them.

Xingxing was held by her sister-in-law. She pointed at Dabao and said aggrievedly, "Brother, you stole it from me."

The eldest sister-in-law looked at her son and said with amusement, "Then give the other one to your brother to play with. He won't snatch yours away. If you give it to your brother, he will give it to you the next time you go to his house."

Xingxing listened to her mother's words and came down to give the toy to Dabao, "Here you go."

Dabao took it and smiled at Xingxing with tears in his eyes. Xingxing smiled too. Children are like this. There is no need to say who gives in to whom. They don’t hold grudges even if they get angry during playing. After a while, they will play together again. As long as they don’t get hurt, it’s fine.

But Dabao was ignorant after all. He liked to play with what Xingxing held in his hands. He would grab whatever Xingxing held. The two children started fighting over it. There was no way to educate Dabao as he couldn't understand. I could only hold him and take him out for a walk for a while, coaxing him to sleep through his morning nap. Only then did the room feel a little quieter.

I stayed at Yue's house for another two days and then went back. It snowed again on the sixth night of the New Year, and it was quite heavy. When I got up in the morning, the snow was up to my ankles. Now it is snowing less, and Wang's father and Wang Yu are sweeping the snow.

Cheng Chen held Dabao and stood on the corridor in front of the door to catch the snow and play with it. The snow melted in Cheng Chen's hands after a while. Dabao stared at it with wide eyes, looking very curious. He also reached out to catch it, and it melted in a short while. They had a lot of fun playing with it.

"It's snowing. This is snow." Cheng Chen pointed at the snow in his hand as he saw him having so much fun.

While waiting for the snow in the yard to be swept away, Cheng Chen found a piece of clean snow on the eaves and made a snowball to show Dabao. Dabao liked the snowball very much and imitated his father to catch snow to play with it. Wang Yu watched Cheng Chen squatting in the corner and playing with snow with Dabao with a childlike innocence, and thought the two of them were so cute, so he joined in as well.

After a while, the little guy's hands were cold, so Cheng Chen didn't let him play anymore. The cuffs of his clothes were a little wet, so he planned to take him inside. Dabao was still unwilling and kept crying and refused to go. Cheng Chen was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took him inside and took off his outer clothes. Fortunately, only the cuffs of his outer clothes were a little wet. The two of them coaxed him for a long time but it didn't get better. Cheng Chen regretted taking him to play in the snow.

Wang Yu cut up a small apple and let him eat it, which distracted him. Cheng Chen saw that he was happy again while chewing the apple, and he cursed with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Stubborn bastard."

Wang Yu didn't realize what was wrong with Cheng Chen scolding his son. Sometimes he was indeed a bit stubborn. He kissed Cheng Chen in a playful manner and said, "The snow in the yard is quite thick after shoveling. I'm going to build a snowman. You can come out and see it later."

"How about letting mom look after Dabao while I join the pile?" Cheng Chen said eagerly.

Wang Yu saw that Cheng Chen also wanted to go out and make a snowman, so he nodded and agreed. He called his mother to look after Dabao, and the two of them went out excitedly to make a snowman.

It didn't take long for the two of them to build a not-so-big snowman. Wang Yu poked two holes in it and put gray stones in them as eyes, and tore off a piece of dead branch as a nose. Cheng Chen even took a red cloth and tied it around the snowman's neck, making the snowman look more lifelike. The two of them laughed as they looked at their masterpieces.

After the Queen Mother coaxed Dabao to sleep, he came out to look at it. "This pile is really beautiful. Let Dabao see it when he wakes up."

Cheng Chen thought that he could watch, but he couldn’t play with it, otherwise his clothes would get wet and he would get sick easily.

After Dabao woke up, Wang Yu took him out to look at the snowman. He really just wanted to look at it and wanted to play with it, but Cheng Chen didn't let him. The sun came out the next day, and the snowman lasted until the next day when it gradually melted.