1989. Chapter 1989 I want to take a photo with the Queen
SUN saw that Jing Jiaren didn't even take a good rest when she was sick, her hands were always busy, and she wanted to snatch the sweater away.
But one time, he secretly hid the sweater while Jing Jiaren was resting, not wanting to keep the queen busy...
When Jing Jiaren woke up, she found that her sweater was missing and her face turned pale, as if she had lost the whole world.
Later, she rummaged through all the cabinets in the bedroom...
SUN is afraid of such crazy Jing Jiaren.
At night, the snow has not stopped falling...
"The Queen should also teach Sun how to knit sweaters."
"You won't."
"If you don't teach me, how do you know I don't know how to do it?"
SUN found a spare set of needles and thread from the cabinet, crawled next to Jing Jiaren, and started learning in a decent manner.
Knitting is a delicate job, and even for an adult beginner, it is a bit difficult...
Not to mention a three-year-old child.
SUN puffed up his breath and found that he couldn't cure it no matter what. It was either too sparse or too close...
Missing stitches and mis-stitching are commonplace.
After half an hour, he was very upset and said, "It's really troublesome. Why don't you just go to a clothing store and buy one?"
"But I once promised your father that I would knit it for him with my own hands."
"SUN can't learn!"
"You don't need to learn. Knitting is what women do."
SUN twisted the wool around angrily.
Jing Jiaren felt that he had not moved for a long time. When she came back to her senses, she found that he had fallen asleep. But his little head, arms, hands, and body... were all tangled in wool.
Looking at her son who was tangled in wool, Nana got out of her head, her hands were also tangled in wool, and she turned her head squeakingly.
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but get out of bed, find a camera and take a picture of this heartwarming scene.
Son, mom really wants to witness every moment of your growth...
See more of a different you.
Picking up her coat, Jing Jiaren walked out of the villa with a flashlight and other tools, and walked back into the snow.
The snowman mother and the snowman child are still clinging to each other.
She dusted off some of the excess snow and started making Daddy the snowman.
It just so happens that Ximen Longting forgot his tie and big-brimmed hat here last time.
Jing Jiaren's head felt dizzy, her body felt heavy, and every breath consumed her strength.
A man rolled a big snowball all alone in the dark night...
Soon, next to SUN snowman, there was the biggest snowman father.
After adding nose and eyes to the handsome snowman, put on a big-brimmed hat and bow tie.
The hands of the three snowmen are small wooden sticks found nearby.
The hand of the snowman child is facing up in a V shape, while the two big snowmen have one hand facing down, just like a warm picture of a family of three holding small snowmen.
She coughed softly and stared at the snowman tenderly for a while.
"Queen..." came the childish voice, "You are still sick!"
Jing Jiaren looked up and found SUN standing at the door, rubbing her hazy eyes.
"SUN, go take out the camera."
"..."
"hurry up!"
The snowman happened to be sitting next to the Christmas tree, and Jing Jiaren turned on the lights of the Christmas tree.
The colorful lights light up and the snowflakes dance more joyfully...
When SUN came back, he also woke up the servant.
"I want to take a photo with the Queen!" He pouted, "SUN will never take photos alone from now on."