Probably sensing that Luo Qiao had woken up, he turned around and said with a smile, "Awake?"

Luo Qiao stretched out her arms to hug him, but he stuffed her back into the quilt: "It's snowing outside, and the temperature in the house has dropped a bit. Don't catch a cold."

When Luo Qiao heard that it was snowing, she sobered up a lot: "Is it snowing heavily?"

Lu Yichen nodded: "Not small, it's half a foot thick now, and it hasn't stopped yet."

Luo Qiao glanced towards the window and said, "Open the curtains and let me see."

Lu Yichen stretched out his finger and scratched her nose, saying lovingly, "Wait."

The moment the curtains were opened, the room suddenly became bright. Through the window, I could see the white roof and trees in front.

Luo Qiao was no longer lazy in bed: "Brother Chen, help me get the clothes, and I will help you shovel the snow."

Lu Yichen pulled up the curtains again: "It's still raining outside, we just need to shovel out a path to walk, you should stay in bed, it's cold outside."

Luo Qiao refused: "No, you'll take my daughter and son to shovel snow soon, and I, an adult, will still be lying in bed. It's not right."

Lu Yichen smiled and said, "You feel itchy and want to play in the snow, right?"

Luo Qiao pulled up the quilt to cover her face: "It's boring, can't you just pretend you don't know?"

Lu Yichen laughed: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't say anything more. I will fulfill your wish."

Then he took the clothes placed next to the heater and said, "Please put on your clothes first. I'll go see if they are up yet."

Luo Qiao nodded and quickened her movements.

By the time she finished cleaning up and came out, Lu Yichen had already shoveled a path to the front yard with the children.

When Xiao Yezi saw Luo Qiao coming, he said, "My dear mother, we are not treasures at all, we are hard laborers, and father won't let us be lazy."

Luo Qiao laughed: "It's because your father values ​​you and wants to give you the opportunity to train. In the future, you will be good at any job, loved and praised by everyone. How great is that."

Xiao Yezi rolled his eyes: "You two are indeed husband and wife, a perfect match."

Seeing her son's funny look, Luo Qiao reached out her hand to rub his face, but when little Yezi saw her claws, he turned and ran away: "My dear mother, please let my face go and rub my son's face instead."

The whole yard was filled with laughter.

Grandpa Rong stood in the front yard, watching them making a fuss, with a smile on his face: "Xiao Yezi, run slower, don't fall."

Little Yezi stepped on the snow and ran to the old man: "Grandpa Rong, go to the kitchen and help Grandma Rong. It's warm in the kitchen. We can do this job, especially my mom, who likes to do this job the most."

Seeing his son's smug look, he smiled and followed his words: "Uncle Rong, Xiao Yezi is right, go back to the kitchen, we will finish this job in a short while, just treat it as morning exercise."

Xiao Yezi was very happy to see that his mother did not ruin his show. He thought that his mother was quite sensible, so he gave a thumbs up.

How could Mr. Rong not know what everyone was thinking? Seeing that everyone said so, he agreed.

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Now that he is old, he understands the children's intentions and naturally appreciates them.

Now all the old couple can do is to stop trying to show off, take good care of themselves, and try not to cause trouble for their children.

He smiled and patted Xiao Yezi's head: "Okay, Grandpa will listen to Xiao Yezi."

(End of this chapter)