After dinner, the family began to share interesting things that happened to them recently.
An An Lele told his father about the games he played with other kids recently, such as Galaha, shuttlecock, sandbag throwing, snowball fights, and dancing. All his facial features showed his happiness.
Wei Jianguo took out two small hats from the package. They were made of rabbit fur and looked very nice.
The two kids looked very fat when wearing it.
The gift for Song Shuxi was exactly what she liked, a large necklace with completely Mongolian style, with a large amber on it and corals dotted around it.
Wei Jianguo explained, "An elderly man encountered some difficulties and wanted to exchange this for money to save his life, so I helped him exchange it."
Song Shuqian picked it up and looked at it again and again. It was really grand and heavy.
The Mongolian people's heroic and unrestrained character can be seen from the necklace.
It must be very beautiful when paired with Mongolian clothing.
Song Shuqian couldn't let go of it, "Thank you, husband. I bought two sets of Mongolian costumes, please wait a moment."
After saying that, Song Shuxi turned around and went back to her room to change clothes.
An An Le Le shared with her father, "We both have Mongolian costumes. Mom said she would make them for us for the Spring Festival this year. They also have Qi Qi Ge embroidered on them."
That little boastful look seems to be saying, only we have it and you don’t.
Wei Jianguo was too lazy to bother with the two stupid kids.
He can't wear Mongolian clothes, but her wife will make him nice clothes.
Song Shuqian came out, wearing a red robe as bright as a flame, just like the most beautiful sarlang flowers blooming on the grassland.
The hem of her skirt seemed to have a lively vitality, swaying gently with her steps.
The beauty is beyond mortal.
Wei Jianguo had always known that his wife was beautiful, but he had never seen her so shockingly as he did now, when he saw her in her best attire.
The exquisite golden patterns carefully embroidered on the collar and cuffs contrast with the warm red color, and paired with Song Shuqian's unique temperament, add a touch of elegance and luxury.
The wide belt around her waist outlines her slender yet powerful waist.
Paired with delicate dangling accessories, they make crisp sounds as she moves, adding a touch of lively vitality to her.
The most eye-catching thing is the necklace given by Wei Jianguo, which seemed to be customized for this dress. The two colors echoed each other and ignited a fiery symphony of colors.
Just standing there, she made the whole room shine.
Wei Jianguo had never understood the phrase "bringing glory to one's humble home" so well as he did at this moment.
At this moment, she just stood there, exuding a noble and elegant temperament, a blend of the boldness of the grassland and the softness of women.
An An Lele was so shocked that she was speechless.
Standing in front of her mother, her mouth slightly open.
"Mom?" An An asked uncertainly.
Song Shuqian reached out and picked him up, "It's mom."
An An put her little hands around Song Shuqian, "Mom, you are so beautiful."
"Thank you, An'an."
Lele was unwilling, so he held Song Shuxi's legs and tried to climb up.
Wei Jianguo came back to his senses, picked up Lele and held him in his arms, and took An An with his other hand, "He is too heavy, let me do it."
Song Shuqian glared at him gently.
On this day, An An and Le Le made a decision at the same time. They must buy a lot of beautiful clothes for their mother. Their mother should be beautiful.
After finally coaxing the two children to sleep, Wei Jianguo immediately carried them back to his room without any hesitation.
Song Shuqian was worried, "No one has lived in that room for several days, is it cold?"
"It's not cold, I burned it on purpose."
And then, nothing happened. A short separation is better than a new marriage, so naturally it was a crazy night.
Song Shuqian hadn't felt the pain in her waist and legs for a long time, and she secretly cursed Wei Jianguo for being a bad boy.
Actually let her...
Shame on you...
When she got up and tidied up, everything in the house had returned to its original state, clean and tidy.
Lightning, Moying and Fudian, after eating their fill, went out to play with An An and Le Le.
Chi Yun also went out for a walk. The weather was too cold, so she went out alone recently. Everyone nearby knew her, so it was very safe.
There was a bowl of steamed egg with sea cucumber and two meat buns in the pot.
After making sure there was nothing she needed to do, Song Shuxi took out the fabric and started making clothes.
I promised to teach Tiantian how to make clothes for the two children, and I have to wait for her to do it together.
So I did it for Wei Jianguo first.
The suit made for him was a Zhongshan suit with Mongolian elements and auspicious clouds embroidered on the collar and cuffs.
In her previous life, Song Shuxi learned needlework from a famous teacher. Although she did not like it very much, she worked hard to make her mother happy.
Making clothes and other things is easy for him.
And with the help of a sewing machine, a piece of clothing can be made in one day.
It was time for lunch at noon, and An An Le Le went home on time to eat.
Song Shuqian was stunned when she saw the two dirty children coming back.
"Stop, you two just stand there and don't come over."
Stopped the child who was rushing towards her.
Song Shuqian couldn't believe it, "Can anyone tell me why my sons have become dirty little kids?"
Lele showed her white teeth, "Mom, let's have a snowball fight."
Good, got it.
The children in the family compound are basically free-range, and they play snowball fights more crazily, basically just rolling around in the snow.
Song Shuqian brought the two children to the bathroom, "Come, let's take a shower and change clothes before eating."
At noon, Wei Jianguo was worried that his wife was too tired to cook, so he got two dishes from the cafeteria and hurried back.
I didn't see anyone when I entered.
I listened carefully and heard some noise coming from the bathroom.
I knocked on the door twice and came in, a little curious, "Why are you taking a shower at this time?"
Seeing the dirty clothes on the ground, what else is there to understand?
He glared at the two children, rolled up his sleeves, and came over to help.
Wei Jianguo's hands were covered with thick calluses from years of training, and they felt prickly when he rubbed them on the two children's bodies.
Lele's eyes were filled with tears. "Mom, can you wash me instead?"
Wei Jianguo ruthlessly refused, "This time it's mom's turn to wash brother."
Lele was crying.
Looking at his wife, Wei Jianguo thought, what's the point of having a son? He always dislikes him. His wife is better. She never dislikes him.
For lunch, I had the dishes Wei Jianguo brought back and the oat noodles made by Song Shuxi.
Wei Jianguo made her a tool for pressing oat noodles, which was about 25 cm long. She put the kneaded oat noodles in it, twisted the handle on top, and the noodles would come out.
You can eat it directly after steaming.
Very convenient.
Meanwhile steam some potatoes.
The whole family loves to eat mashed potatoes mixed with oat noodles and a soup made with zamonmeng flowers and rotten pickled vegetables.
Neither Wei Jianguo nor Song Shuqian said anything about the two children rolling in the mud.
They are still children, so this is normal. When they grow up, they will not be willing to do this anymore.
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