The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

There was no snow during the Chinese New Year this year, and the weather was pretty good. Although the temperature was a bit lower, it was sunny.

For example, in the winter of the year Su Qinghe was born, the snow was the heaviest in several years.

New Year's Day.

Su Qinghe was pulled up from the bed by her mother. She called out "Mom" in a daze, then closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Wang Xiujuan smiled helplessly, let someone lean into her arms, and put on the clothes she had prepared long ago.

"First go brush your teeth and wash your face. After breakfast we will go to my uncle's house."

Wang Xiujuan dressed her daughter neatly and carried her out.

"Yeah." Su Qinghe made a muffled voice and slowly regained consciousness.

On the other side, Su Jianguo was also called out by his wife early in the morning, asking him to get his son up and change clothes.

When Su Jianguo entered, he saw that none of the children were awake. They were all huddled in the bed and fast asleep. He didn't know what time he went to bed after struggling last night.

When Sanwa was woken up by her father, she was still a little reluctant because he hadn't slept enough.

Seeing that the man was about to lie down again, Su Jianguo quickly stuffed the clothes he wanted to wear into his arms.

The clothes were left out all night without any warmth, and Sanwa woke up immediately from the cold.

"Get up quickly and go to your uncle's house later." Su Jianguo saw that the man was awake and whispered to him to get dressed quickly.

Sanwa quickly put her clothes on while shivering.

Even though it wasn't snowing, the water tank in the yard was still covered with ice, and the breath people exhaled was filled with white mist.

After Su Qinghe had breakfast, she and her brother poked ice cubes with sticks in the yard.

The sound of "click, click" is very relaxing to hear.

The brother and sister became more and more addicted to poking, their movements became faster and faster, and they even almost brought up the water.

"Stop playing, we have to leave."

Wang Xiujuan and his wife packed everything they wanted to bring. Each of the couple rode a bicycle, each carrying a child.

Su Qinghe was carried by her grandfather to the back of her mother's bicycle. She was sitting in a special child's seat, the kind with a backrest and something under her buttocks.

When it comes to the means of transportation that Su Qinghe is most afraid of, apart from cars, it is bicycles.

The roads now are all gravel and bumpy all the way, and the buttocks of people sitting behind bicycles would be bumped.

Mother Su was worried and checked the two children again to make sure that they were wearing hats, scarves and gloves and that no skin was exposed.

"Third baby, please hold on tight to daddy." Su's mother was worried and warned again.

There used to be a child at home who accidentally fell out of the back seat because he was lazy and didn't pay close attention.

No one noticed it at first, and the child was stunned. They didn't call anyone immediately. When they found out that the child was missing, everyone panicked.

Looking back the way we came, we saw the child standing there crying pitifully.

Fortunately, no one was on the road at the time.

From then on, every time she wanted to take her children out, Su’s mother had to warn her again and again, for fear that the previous accident would happen again.

"I understand, grandma." Sanwa responded crisply, holding her father's clothes tightly with both hands.

Compared with her brother, Su Qinghe's seat was much more comfortable. Not only was she taller, she didn't have to worry so much.

"Goodbye, grandparents." Su Qinghe turned around and waved.

Originally, it was customary not to go out to pay New Year greetings on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

But due to the special situation of the Wang family, they have always followed their own habits.

Sisters Wang Xiujuan returned to her parents' home on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and on the second day of the Lunar New Year, they went to Su Qinghe's grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings.

Wang family.

Wang Zhihui also got up early. Today the eldest sister and the younger sister are coming back with their children, so he needs to prepare things early.

Fortunately, when I first built the house, I thought that my eldest sister, my younger sister, and several nephews would come back to live in the future, so I reserved a few extra rooms so that I wouldn't have no place to live when I came back.

The room had been cleaned before the Chinese New Year, and the bedding had been dried in the sun.

I stewed half of the chicken for the New Year yesterday, and stewed the remaining half today. I also killed a goose, and a freshly raised fish that I will kill today.

"Dad, when will sister-in-law and the others arrive?" Tiantian thought of her sweet and soft little cousin and felt that time passed so slowly.

She got up early today and didn't even sleep, just to see her cousin early.

Although the son on the side did not speak, he agreed with what his sister said. He took out his toys early so that his cousin could play with him when he came later.

For this reason, those friends came to his home early in the morning to go out with him to pay New Year greetings and collect red envelopes without even going.

"It's almost here." Wang Zhihui looked at the time, and his little sister was almost there.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp ringtone floating over.

"Sister-in-law is here, sister-in-law is here." Tiantian jumped up and greeted her.

When Su Jianguo saw someone coming out, his riding speed gradually slowed down, and he stopped at the door.

"Uncle, happy New Year, sister-in-law." Tiantian was not afraid of strangers at all, her mouth felt like it was covered with honey.

Haohao followed his sister closely and said hello like her sister, "Uncle, happy New Year, sister-in-law."

"We haven't seen each other for a while. Tiantian has become so beautiful again that my little uncle can't even recognize her." Su Jianguo joked with a smile, "Haohao has also grown a lot and will soon surpass my little uncle."

"Uncle, sister Tiantian, and brother Haohao, happy new year." Sanwa jumped out of the car, but her buttocks were still a little sore.

But seeing my cousins, the child's playfulness was suddenly aroused, and the pain in my butt was quickly forgotten.

"Don't block the door. Let my sister-in-law and the others come in first." Wang Zhihui saw a pair of children blocking the door, dumbfounded.

"Brother, where is your sister-in-law?" Wang Xiujuan pushed her bicycle in and saw that her sister-in-law was not in the yard.

"Working in the kitchen." Wang Zhihui said as he took his niece out of the car.

As soon as Su Qinghe's feet landed on the ground, she was hugged by her cousin and said in an excited voice: "Sister, you are finally here."

"Sister Tiantian." Su Qinghe's soft voice came from under the scarf.

Her eyes were now exposed. Being hugged by Sister Tiantian so excitedly, the eyes that could still see were no longer visible.

She could only rely on her voice to know that it was her cousin who was holding her.

On the other side, Sanwa soon started playing with her cousin hand in hand. Sanwa brought toys here specially.

"Brother, you and Jianguo get the things down, and I'll go see my sister-in-law." Wang Xiujuan saw that the four children were playing together quickly, so she walked into the house without worrying.

Two men were left alone to move things down in the yard, while the four children had already run into the house to play.

"Sister-in-law." Wang Xiujuan went to the kitchen to see her sister-in-law chopping things there. She was so loud that no wonder she didn't hear her calling her just now.

"Juan'er is back." Song Yuzhen saw the person with a surprised smile on her face.

Without waiting for Wang Xiujuan to speak again, he asked her to put a bowl of eight-treasure porridge in the pot, "It's still hot, but it's overcooked."

My sister-in-law likes to drink the eight-treasure porridge she cooks. Every Chinese New Year, she prepares the ingredients for the eight-treasure porridge in advance so that it can be cooked easily.