At night, the cold wind howled outside the house, and a snowstorm seemed to be coming.
Inside the house, it was as warm as spring.
The lazy table was moved to the bed. Luo Fengtang sat cross-legged at the table, with Baby Luo sitting on his lap.
The father and daughter were working together to create a painting. Next to them, Yang Ruoqing was sitting there, holding Luo Fengtang's shoes, busy threading her needle.
From time to time, he stopped to take a look at the father and daughter here. Luo Baobao's facial features followed hers, but the heroic spirit between his brows followed Luo Fengtang's.
The father and daughter, one big and one small, put their heads together, holding their big hands and drawing little figures on the white paper together. Baby Luo giggled from time to time.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ruoqing also laughed silently.
If possible, I really hope he never leaves and stays here.
When I joined the army, I just wanted to get a medium-sized official position so that I could protect my family.
I didn't expect to climb so high. Once I'm in this position, it's not so easy to stop.
You have to move on, both publicly and privately.
Luo Fengtang once told Yang Ruoqing that if she was not happy, he would resign with just one word and come back to be with her and her children wholeheartedly.
Yang Ruoqing refused.
By now, she has seen that he is a born general.
Only on the battlefield can his value be realized.
Moreover, he is passionate, righteous, and has a broad mind.
This kind of Tang Yazi is no longer the young hunter who chased hares and deer in the mountains with bare feet.
He is an eagle, destined to soar in the blue sky, go against the wind, and be accompanied by white clouds.
She couldn't accompany him into battle to kill the enemy, but she could be his garden. When he was tired, he would come back to her and she would comfort him.
She was so lost in thought that she suddenly felt a warm gaze wrapping around her.
Looking up, Luo Fengtang was also staring at her tenderly.
This look, like first love, made her heart beat.
"Dad, you are not allowed to look at mom. Daddy is looking at me. I want dad to teach me how to draw!"
A domineering voice suddenly broke in. Luo Baobao was pouting his little mouth and staring at this side with an unhappy look on his face.
"Your mother... is beautiful." Luo Fengtang murmured before he could recover.
Yang Ruoqing's face suddenly turned red.
This idiot, why are you saying this in front of the children? Fortunately, Dazhi was sleepy and went back to the house to sleep, otherwise, the two children would laugh at her.
Here, Luo Baobao was unhappy when he heard Luo Fengtang's words.
In the little girl's mind, no one can share favors with her father, not even her mother.
She stretched out her little hand to cover Luo Fengtang's eyes, and threw herself into Luo Fengtang's arms like a baby: "The baby is beautiful, the baby is beautiful..."
Luo Fengtang finally came to his senses and looked at the unruly daughter in his arms. Luo Fengtang picked her up and sat down.
Then he said seriously: "Bava beans beget broad beans, and peas beget peas. If your mother wasn't so pretty, how could you give birth to a beautiful girl?"
Luo Baobao's big eyes blinked, seemingly understanding.
Yang Ruoqing blushed even more and wanted to stop Luo Fengtang with her eyes, but Luo Fengtang was still very serious and wanted to teach Baby Luo a lesson.
"Without mother, there would be no you."
"In dad's heart, the baby and the baby's mother are the most important, and they are also the most beautiful women. Do you understand?"
Luo Baobao nodded, "I understand."
Then, she secretly glanced at Yang Ruoqing. She was indeed beautiful!
Luo Fengtang straightened Baby Luo's little head and continued: "Dad will leave in two days to fight. My baby has grown up now and is a beautiful girl."
"Dad is not at home. The baby must listen to mother. He must not push her, contradict her, or make her sad..."
"Dad, I have something to say." Luo Baobao suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Luo Fengtang.
"Say." he said.
Luo Baobao said: "Mom is sad a lot of times and doesn't speak. She just sits by the bed in silence."
"The baby peeked at me several times, and my mother even held her father's clothes in front of her nose and sniffed them..."
"Baby!" Yang Ruoqing quickly called her, not allowing her to speak.
But Baobao Luo's little mouth talks very quickly, blah blah blah, and she talked several times about what she had seen secretly.
"I asked grandma what's wrong with my mother? Grandma said she misses her father. Dad, it's not the baby who's causing trouble. It's you who are causing trouble. You've made my mother unhappy..."
Luo Fengtang held Baby Luo in his arms. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Yes, it's dad's fault. Dad made mom unhappy."
While he was speaking, his complex and apologetic eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.
However, Yang Ruoqing freed up a hand to hold his big hand and said with a smile: "Don't listen to the kid's nonsense. I just suddenly thought of you sometimes, so I sat there quietly and thought about it for a while, guessing what you were doing. ,Have you eaten……"
Luo Fengtang didn't say anything, but turned around and hugged Yang Ruoqing into his arms.
In the left arm is my daughter, and in the right arm is my beloved wife.
Baby Luo found it very funny when she saw Yang Ruoqing lying on her father's broad chest like her. She made faces at Yang Ruoqing and giggled.
Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She struggled to get up, but Luo Fengtang held her down hard and prevented her from escaping from his arms.
The whole family didn't speak. Luo Fengtang felt guilty, and Yang Ruoqing was immersed in the warmth.
And Baby Luo...
Fell asleep!
The little girl pressed her face against Luo Fengtang's chest, one side of her face was squeezed and deformed, her mouth was slightly open, and a few thin air bangs hung on her rosy cheeks.
She is as beautiful as she wants, and as adorable as she wants.
"This little magpie finally fell asleep." Yang Ruoqing said, and then sat up.
Luo Fengtang said: "I will send my daughter back to the house to sleep first."
As he said this, he picked up the child and got out of bed.
Yang Ruoqing also got out of bed, picked up a coat and covered the child: "Let's go together."
As soon as the couple put Baby Luo into bed, covered him with quilt and closed the door to come back, there was a sudden wave of air in the yard outside.
The ground beneath his feet sank immediately, as if something was coming.
Along with it, there is also a cold and cold atmosphere that makes people feel oppressive.
The two looked at each other, and almost at the same time, Luo Fengtang had a sword in his hand, and Yang Ruoqing showed her whip.
Luo Fengtang rushed out of the yard first, followed closely by Yang Ruoqing, who could provide him with assistance at any time if the situation went wrong.
But when the couple came to the yard, they were shocked.
Under the moonlight, a huge snow wolf stood there with its back to them, its thick tail hanging behind it, and it was looking up at the moon in the sky with its huge head!
The bright moonlight shone on its circumference, and Shengxue's white hair seemed to be coated with a layer of gold. The night wind blew by, and its hair danced in the wind. It was really majestic, yet handsome and domineering.
"Chasing the clouds!"
Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it any longer and shouted excitedly at the big snow wolf looking at the moon, dropped her whip and ran towards it.
