In the spring of 1974, a spring snow transformed the Corps Farm into a silver fairy tale world.
Xiangcao and Su Lie got married today, and Si Yang and his family of three came all the way from Yangcheng to attend the wedding banquet.
The two-year-old Yubao became the focus of the whole audience. The bride didn't even want the groom anymore and competed with a group of female comrades to hold this little boy.
The cute and handsome little Yubao only wants to run around in the snow, but since his mother brought him to this strange place, he has been fought over by a group of enthusiastic grandmothers and aunts, and he has no chance to touch the ground.
He could see the fun was right in front of him, but he couldn't break free from the arms of these women.
"Why is this child so cute? What will happen to him when he grows up?"
"Xiao Yubao is so fair! His eyes are so beautiful, and his nose is so straight..."
"Hold him for me quickly, it's my turn." Vanilla pushed the others aside and went up to grab Xiao Yubao.
"What posture should be used to give birth to such a beautiful child?" A female comrade asked Si Yang sincerely.
Si Yang said with a smile, "This is a genetic problem and has nothing to do with the pregnancy position."
"Are you ashamed? You actually asked such a question... Hahaha..."
Compared to Xiao Yubao who was surrounded by a group of women, the men on the other side were extremely depressed.
All the envious and jealous eyes were cast towards Xiao Yubao.
"Can't you see that the little guy doesn't want you to hold him? If you really want to hold him, you can consider holding us instead?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Come over if you want a hug or a kiss. What's the big deal about bullying a child?"
"Let go of the kid, let me do it..."
A group of single young men cheered loudly on the side, making the girls laugh until their faces blushed.
Only little Yubao opened his big, bright eyes, staring at the horse on the snow outside with anticipation and longing.
Always ready to run away.
The auspicious time for the wedding ceremony was approaching, and Si Yang took the opportunity to "rescue" his son. Little Yubao took the opportunity to run outside.
As soon as the chubby little body stepped over the threshold, it fell flat on its face.
But how could this little setback dampen his passion for the snow?
He jumped up and was about to continue running, but suddenly his feet were lifted off the ground and he was picked up by someone.
As soon as he turned his head, his little head bumped into Pei Tingyu's arms.
"I want to ride a pony... Daddy is so naughty..."
Although the father and son have almost the same handsome faces, they have never gotten along.
Ever since little Yubao could speak, he has always been causing trouble for his father.
The way the father and son get along in daily life is to fight over food, bed, and the center of the room.
Anyway, no one indulges anyone else.
Pei Tingyu held his son in one hand and put the other hand in his pocket and walked straight towards the vast snowfield.
With a gentle toss, the little ball flew out and made a round hole in the snow.
"Haha...was it fun?"
"Puff~" Little Yubao wiped off the snowflakes on the corner of his mouth, sat in the snow pit and looked at his wronged father with a look of contempt.
Pei Tingyu smiled wickedly, "Not convinced? Then come again?"
When little Yubao saw that his evil father was coming, he quickly stuck his butt out and got up to run away.
"I don't want to play with Daddy. I want a pony..."
Si Yang witnessed Xiangcao's happy moment in the wedding hall, and had no idea that his son was being tossed around like a ball by his father on the snow.
Looking at the newlyweds shyly looking at each other, Si Yang felt happy for them from the bottom of his heart.
Life is a series of reunions and partings. She hopes that at the next crossroads in life, she will meet new friends while also being able to reunite with old friends.
She and Pei Tingyu were about to return to Beijing, and she didn't know when she would see Xiangcao again.
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