Li Xiaoxia thought that this was bought by Ye Wangshu, but she didn't expect that it was actually made by her. She was embarrassed and at a loss for words.
After enjoying Li Xiaoxia's helplessness, Ye Wangshu said magnanimously, "Since sister-in-law likes my pork jerky, I'll give it to you."
Ye Wangshu did not ignore the fact that Li Xiaoxia took the pork jerky directly with her hands.
This person didn't even wash his hands when he came back. Ye Wangshu was a doctor in his previous life. Although he didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, he still felt it was a bit unhygienic.
Li Xiaoxia's face froze, she smiled awkwardly, and put the pork jerky aside.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhanpeng snatched the pork jerky from Li Xiaoxia and stuffed it into his mouth.
He had smelled the fragrance a long time ago, and his saliva was almost flowing out of his mouth.
Looking at Zhou Zhanpeng wolfing down the food, Ye Wangshu was very upset.
These mother and son are surprisingly similar in some ways.
After drinking the pig's trotter soup, Zhou Xiaohong looked at the yard in surprise.
“It’s snowing!”
"This is the first snow of the year!"
Zhou Xiaohong ran out directly, spinning in circles in the heavy snow. Her red jacket and skirt looked particularly bright in the snow.
Ye Wangshu couldn't help but walk out. She stretched out her hand and a few snowflakes fell on her hand.
Later, it was said that due to pollution, the snowflakes in winter lost their snowflake shape.
The snow was falling heavily, and in a short while a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.
Zhou Jincong looked at Ye Wangshu who was daydreaming in the snow, grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a ball, and threw it at Ye Wangshu.
This blow knocked Ye Wangshu out of her thoughts. She smiled brightly, staring at Zhou Jincong with her eyes fixed, "Zhou Jincong, how dare you humiliate me!"
Although Ye Wangshu's words were harsh, he was not angry at all. He just rolled up a ball of snow and threw it at Zhou Jincong.
Zhou Jincong didn't dodge either. He just let Ye Wangshu throw him, then he grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Ye Wangshu.
The two of them started a snowball fight. Zhou Xiaohong joined in when she saw this. She made a ball of snow, carefully moved closer to Ye Wangshu, and then threw it at her second brother.
"Little sister, you didn't help me."
Zhou Jincong spoke in a low voice and lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression.
When he stood up, he threw two snowballs at Ye Wangshu and Zhou Xiaohong.
Li Xiaoxia looked at their happy faces, gritted her teeth, and turned back to the house.
Zhou Jinrui didn't think too much about it, and just joined in while holding Zhou Zhanpeng.
For a moment, laughter and joy could be heard from every household in the compound.
Under this first snow, everyone had no worries and only joy.
The moonlight shone on the snow, and no one felt it was dark.
It was only after Zhou's mother looked at the clock in the main room, boiled a pot of hot water, and then drove everyone back into the house.
Ye Wangshu's small white feet stepped on Zhou Jincong's big feet, and he tapped them playfully from time to time.
"I haven't had so much fun playing in the snow for a long time, husband. I really hope you can be with me every year when the first snow falls."
"I'll always be there."
Zhou Jincong hugged Ye Wangshu tightly in his arms and put his chin on Ye Wangshu's neck. "As long as you don't leave me, I will never leave you."
Ye Wangshu blushed and nodded slowly.
"How deep will the snow be tomorrow?"
Ye Wangshu vaguely remembered that the snow was quite heavy here, but that was not her memory after all, so she did not have a very deep understanding of it.
"The first snow won't be too heavy, it should be ankle-deep!"
"Isn't it big enough to reach the ankle?" Ye Wangshu pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Jincong.
She felt that this person was just kidding himself.
In some places, the snow disappears as soon as it falls!
"Last year's heaviest snow was almost up to my knees, so ankle-deep shouldn't be too big, right?"
Seeing the confusion in Zhou Jincong's eyes, Ye Wangshu nodded.
Okay! I have never seen knee-deep snow, so I am not very knowledgeable.
Zhou Jincong wiped Ye Wangshu's feet clean, then went out to pour water in his slippers.
After soaking his feet in hot water, Ye Wangshu felt warm all over.
Lying on the bed, Ye Wangshu began to think about what he could do on a snowy day.
After playing snowball fights, can I go skiing tomorrow?
etc!
Ye Wangshu's eyes lit up and he instantly had an idea.
She suddenly thought of the snowball-catching duck model toy that was all the rage in the 21st century. If it were available now, it would surely be very popular.
Whatever he thought of, Ye Wangshu went straight to the desk and started drawing.
Ye Wangshu had never learned to paint, but as a medical student she had drawn many drawings of human muscles and internal organs, and her teacher had honed her painting skills.
Soon, Ye Wangshu drew a lifelike duck shape.
"Why aren't you in bed?" Zhou Jincong frowned slightly and put the water in Ye Wangshu's hand. He lowered his eyes and saw Ye Wangshu's bare feet. "You're not even wearing socks."
Ye Wangshu smiled sheepishly, "This little duck suddenly popped into my mind, and then I couldn't help but draw it."
"Besides, we're going to bed soon, so we have to take off our socks if we're wearing them."
Ye Wangshu leaned on Zhou Jincong like a spoiled child. Zhou Jincong couldn't stand Ye Wangshu like this, so he had to carry him to the bed.
"This duck... looks weird. Why does it have such a long handle?"
"This is the key!"
Ye Wangshu recalled the scenes in his memory and explained to Zhou Jincong in a vivid way how to play with the little duck.
"It's quite interesting, but...how are you going to do it? I'm afraid it won't work with wood. Wood will easily rot if it gets wet."
"Use plastic! A harder plastic is just right. It's just for playing with, so it doesn't have to be too fine."
Ye Wangshu didn’t think too much about it yet, he just wanted to play with it.
"I don't know anyone at the plastics factory." Zhou Jincong frowned slightly, a look of disappointment flashing across his face. "How about I ask my teammates for you?"
"Hmm~ That's fine. I plan to go into town tomorrow and ask Sister Qin and the others."
"Two-pronged approach, you ask your questions and I'll ask for you."
Ye Wangshu nodded and yawned.
"It's getting late, husband, let's go to bed!"
Ye Wangshu felt cold even after covering himself with two layers of quilts, so he moved closer to Zhou Jincong as soon as he got into bed.
Zhou Jincong was like a big furnace. In this cold winter, he not only slept under a blanket, but sometimes he also stretched his feet outside to get some fresh air.
"Honey, it's so cold."
Ye Wangshu muttered about being cold, and huddled closer to Zhou Jincong, wrapped in a tight blanket.
After a few minutes, Ye Wangshu directly stretched his feet between Zhou Jincong's legs.
While she was painting, her hot soaked feet cooled down.
Noticing Ye Wangshu's movements, Zhou Jincong smiled helplessly, but could only endure it.
Because the person in my arms has fallen asleep.
Ye Wangshu slept until dawn and woke up from Zhou Jincong's arms.
"Hubby, good morning!"
Ye Wangshu leaned over and kissed Zhou Jincong on the face, then closed his eyes and fumbled for his clothes, hid under the quilt, put on his clothes, and got out of bed.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
