Ji Rou pouted, feigning dissatisfaction: "Father, if you still want to spread dog food in front of me, I'll have to ignore you guys."
Father Ji was so amused by Ji Rou's cute appearance that he started laughing out loud: "But my family's Xiao Rou is not a bachelor dog, what dog food can I throw with you?"
"Who said I'm not a bachelor dog?" During last year's first snowfall, Ji Rou had not formally dated her Big Brother Feng. In her eyes, she was just a single person who was often fed dog food by her parents.
Father Ji looked at his daughter's red face and thought to himself, "Your Big Brother Feng will probably find you to ski in a while. You still dare to call yourself a bachelor dog?"
"Why am I not a bachelor dog when the Big Brother Feng is looking for me to ski?" Ji Rou clearly knew what her father meant, but she pretended to not know due to shyness. The most important reason was that Big Brother Feng did not confess to her.
Father Ji laughed: "That means our Xiao Rou doesn't like Big Brother Feng?"
Ji Rou immediately replied, "Of course I like it!"
"So what if you like it?"
"But ??"
"But what?"
"Will Big Brother Feng like me?" Even if he knew that Big Brother Feng took great care of him, Ji Rou was still like a girl who had just fallen in love. If he fell in love with a boy, he would be worried that the other party wouldn't like him.
"Silly girl, if Xiang Lingfeng doesn't like you, then why is he so good to you? He treats you so well that sometimes, as your father, I am not even as good as him. " As a father, she was unwilling to hand over hherlittle lover to another man since she knew that his daughter was his father's lover in her previous life. Father Ji had treated Xiang Lingfeng as her future son-in-law because he knew that Xiang Lingfeng treated his daughter well.
As the father of a daughter, the greatest satisfaction of his life would be seeing his daughter meet a man who doted on her even more than his father.
"Dad, do you really think so?"
"Ask him later if you don't believe me."
"He didn't say he was coming today."
"Ring, ring, ring ~ ~ ~"
Just as he was speaking, Xiang Lingfeng's phone call came over. Ji Rou saw the three words "Big Brother Feng" on the phone and blushed, "Dad, Big Brother Feng is calling."
"Silly child, what did I say?"
"He just called and didn't say that he wanted to find me, much less go skiing with me."
Actually, when Xiang Lingfeng called her, Ji Rou already knew that he was going to ask her out to ski at the snow field in the east. This was how she had spent the first snow every year since she could remember, as if this had already become a tacit agreement between the two of them.
Father Ji said, "Then you can co
ect the phone and ask."
Ji Rou hurriedly picked up the phone: "Big Brother Feng ??."
Xiang Lingfeng's voice, that was as warm as the sun, came from the phone and entered Ji Rou's ears, "Little girl, it snowed last night, is it cold?"
Ji Rou giggled: "It's warm at home, I won't be cold."
Xiang Lingfeng then said: "If it's not cold, then why hasn't it woken up yet?"
Ji Rou said in surprise: "Big Brother Feng, do you have a clairvoyant eye?"
Xiang Lingfeng chuckled: "It's not that I have the clairvoyant eye, it's that you're always like this. "During the first snowfall, I would find a variety of reasons to stay in bed, as well as a variety of reasons not to go to school."
Ji Rou pursed her lips: "Haven't you heard that snow and a warm blanket are more suited to each other?"
Xiang Lingfeng was also amused by her twisted logic. "Un, anything you say is right. "But you have to get up. I'll take you to the east ski resort later."
Ji Rou nodded: "Mn, I will get up immediately. I'll see you in a while. "
Ji Rou hung up the phone, meeting his father's jealous gaze, and even saw his father shaking his head and sighing, "I told you to wake up, but you couldn't wake me up no matter what. Your Big Brother Feng called me, and you rolled out of bed. My daughter, whom I have worked so hard to raise, was taken away by a pig so quickly.
Ji Rou giggled: "Dad, I'll always be your daughter, this identity is something that can't be taken away."
Father Ji rubbed her head. "Get up quickly. I'll take the Soup Dumplings to the kitchen for you to warm up. You must eat them before you go out. You can't go hungry. "
Ji Rou made a military salute towards Father Ji playfully. "Yes, my dear Father!"
"Xiao Rou..."
Her mother's voice pulled Ji Rou back to reality from her memories. She turned around and saw her mother standing at the doorway, staring at her.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"It's time for breakfast." Maybe the Ji??s mother was also thinking about the past, her eyes were faintly discernable with tears, "The Fruit Soup Dumplings I just made is your father's and your favorite."
"Alright, I'll be there." Ji Rou smiled at her mother.
Usually at this time of the year, his mother would make fruit Soup Dumplings. He couldn't eat too much of this kind of food, so he got tired of eating too much. However, his father didn't want to waste his mother's heart, so he would eat as much as his mother cooked.
Ji father and Ji Rou had always thought that their mother liked to make fruit dumplings, so they had decided to pretend that they liked to eat fruit dumplings. Only today did Ji Rou realize that his mother actually thought that he and her daughter liked to eat fruit dumplings, which was why she would always wake up early to make fruit dumplings for them in the first snow of every year.
This was a misunderstanding, a beautiful and warm misunderstanding. Ji Rou knew about it, but she did not plan to tell her mother about it.
It was just that her father could no longer accompany her to eat the fruit Soup Dumplings her mother made personally, and could no longer tease her and Big Brother Feng while eating the fruit Soup Dumplings.
And the Big Brother Feng?
Big Brother Feng was still alive, but she couldn't see him. He didn't know if he was well or not, and he didn't know how his injuries were faring.
She wanted to help him, but there was nothing she could do.
She even more so dared to think about going with Big Brother Feng to the east ski field during the first snowy day. She didn't dare to think of a snowfight with Big Brother Feng, and she also didn't dare to hope that he would be able to bring her to fish in the frozen Little Muslin Creek.
Big Brother Feng, are you alright? Have you recovered? You must be having a hard time right now, right?
Although every household in Minlo City had a heater, staying in the heating room every day was not easy. The weather like this should have a huge impact on the recovery of Big Brother Feng's injuries.
Ji Rou took a deep breath, trying her best to forget about the Big Brother Feng for the time being. What she needed to do now was to accompany her mother.
Those who had already passed away should be cherished by the people in front of them, cherished the present moment, and treated each day as the last day of their lives to live out the brilliance of each day.
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