"Don't be anxious, you can't even hurry up if your child is in trouble. Just let it go." Shi Zhengjie heard his wife calling a strange name in the past few days. After asking, he realized that he could only wipe his sweat from the nickname given to his grandson.

Fu Luo has heard the two elders mention their grandson a lot, and has never seen anyone as anxious as they are. He said with some amusement: "Master, Madam, Miss and Son-in-law are already working hard, so don't worry."

"Speaking of this, Fuluo, you are not young anymore. It's time to find a family for you." Mrs. Shi was too idle and always wanted to find something to do.

"Madam, don't worry about this. Fu Luo really meets someone worth marrying, and you can't stop him even if you want to." This is the first time I heard the wife mention her private affairs, and I was a little nervous in my heart. Fu Luo didn't have the intention to get married, and just wanted to take good care of the lady. She was always worried that that thing would happen.

Fu Luo had something to worry about, Shi Zhengjie always understood that she had been following Jin'er since she was a child. After returning home alone three years ago, she seemed to have changed, with a lot of worries. It was not until she saw Jin'er return home that she smiled, but she was anxious all day long. He tried to ask, but received no answer.

"Don't worry, if you are really idle, I will take you around the world after the New Year." Shi Zhengjie was busy talking to Fu Luo.

Mrs. Shi glanced at him and didn't say anything. After a while, she changed the topic and started chatting about gossip.

The three of them said a word to me, and as they spoke, they forgot the time. Until Yi'er finished, Zhama was hungry and played alone in the snow. She ran to Fuluo and acted coquettishly: "Aunt Fuluo, I'm hungry!"

When Mrs. Shi heard that her grandson was hungry, she looked up at the sky and found that it was already very late and it was time to prepare supper.

Fu Luo packed up the unfinished embroidery and hurried to the kitchen to get some pastries for Yi'er to make snacks, so that the little guy could cushion her belly first: "Yi'er, you eat some pastries first, I'll cook now."

After getting the pastry, Yi'er nodded with satisfaction and responded obediently: "Well, Yi'er can bear it for a while."

Mrs. Qing helped Fuluo cook. As the sun was sinking, the cold wind blew outside the cave, which was so cold that it was biting cold. The two elders of the Shi family went into the cave early to rest. There was only Yi'er outside the cave. They were eating pastries, sitting on a small stool, shaking their feet, watching the path down the mountain, waiting for their father and mother.

The little guy was not like today before, sitting stubbornly outside the cave, and no matter how others persuaded him, it seemed that he could sense that the two of them could return home today.

Not long after, the little guy heard the sound of horse hooves stepping on the snow. In the dim twilight, he saw a carriage, and there was a pair of carriage drivers sitting outside the carriage, very familiar.

The little guy shouted without thinking, "Mom, Dad!" and then trotted all the way to the carriage.

Hearing Yi'er's screams, everyone in the cave came out and looked at the carriage. Even Fu Luo and Qingsao, who were busy in the kitchen, ran out.

"Yi'er!" Shi Qianjin saw the little guy sitting outside the cave from a distance. He was very excited when he saw him running over with his calves. He stopped the carriage, turned around and landed beside the little guy, reached out and held the person in his arms, and kissed his little face.

"Mom, Yi'er misses you so much!" Yi'er kissed her back, her big eyes kept looking at the carriage.

This kid is very smart! Judging from his little appearance, he must be thinking about the things in her car. Shi Qiantie was far away, lit his little nose, turned around and said to Dongfang Yu, "Take the carriage over and park it. I'll ask my father to help take the things down."

"Dad, Uncle Xiang, please help me and take the things from the carriage into the hole." He took Yi'er back into the hole, swept out of the hole like a whirlwind, and greeted someone to get the things.

After a while of life, everything was classified and properly collected into the hole. Fu Luo and Qingsao had already prepared the meal, arranged the dishes and chopsticks and waited for them to come.

The family sat happily at the table and started to enjoy supper. Shi Zhengjie kept talking in his heart. He was too busy just now and had no time to ask. Now he was free, so he asked, "Why are you back so soon?"

"Oh, I bought all the New Year's goods. We miss Yi'er and my parents a little, and there is nothing fun in Binglee City, so we came back early." Shi Ganjin lied without changing her face. She didn't plan to tell them about meeting the Beitang Royal Family, for fear that they would worry.

Dongfang Yu had the same idea as her, so he naturally followed her meaning: "I have been to all the fun places in the city. I really can't think of any place, so I can't be idle in the inn. So I came back with my wife."

Shi Zhengjie naturally didn't believe it. He looked at his daughter and son-in-law who were consistent in words and knew that they had something to hide. Since they didn't want to say it, he wouldn't ask much.

"That's good, I'm worried about something happening to you." Shi Zhengjie nodded and added some vegetables to his daughter.

"What can we do? Dad, you are too worried!" Shi Ganjin was almost slapped and finally swallowed it. She was afraid that her father would be suspicious, so she responded with a smile.

Afterwards, Shi Zhengjie didn't say anything, and the matter was concealed, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Things had already calmed down, but unexpectedly, three days later, an amazing person came out of the cave, which made the paper unable to contain the fire and the matter was exposed.

On this day, the sky was clear and the bright sun was warm and the whole body was comfortable. Could it be that there would be a sunny day in winter? The Shi family all came out of the hole and moved all the tables and chairs outside the hole. Under the warm sunlight, the Mo Shu, the chess playing chess, and chatting with melon seeds, and were content with leisure and contentment. This scene was seen in the eyes of others, and it would be a joy of family.

Yi'er Mo Shumo made his hands hurt. He put down his brush, jumped off the stool, and decided to rest for a while, play with the snow before continuing. He liked to throw snow balls around, hoping to hit small animals. However, he failed in one go. The snow ball either hits the branches of snow, falls more snow, or hits into the snow, creating pits of different sizes.

Finally, the snow ball thrown by Yi'er this time hit the target, but not a small animal, but a person, an old man with two goatee beards, with a strange stick in his hand, wearing a thick dark blue cotton jacket, the snow ball hit his face, and he was covered in white, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

"Ah, I'm sorry, grandpa!" Yi'er was a well-behaved and good-looking boy. When she saw that she hit someone, she ran to Lao Jiu guiltily, reached out to wipe the snow on his face with her sleeve. She tried hard to tiptoe several times, but she failed.

Hearing Yi'er's scream, Shi Ganjin turned her head and saw the strange old man wiping the snow on his face with his sleeves. He knew that it was the little guy who had caused trouble.

There are few people coming up in this mountain, and even if there are some people, they are all strong guys going up the mountain to pick flowers and hunt. What is this old man going up the mountain? Shi Ganjin walked towards the old man suspiciously.

"Yi'er, you're naughty again. Why don't you watch the snowball thrown? Hurry up and apologize like this old man!" Shi Ganjin didn't know the reason for the old man, so he alertly pulled Yi'er into his arms to protect him quietly.

Yi'er looked like she did something wrong, looked at the old man who had wiped the snow on her face clean, and whispered: "I'm sorry, grandpa, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!