Mo Jingchun came back with a glass of plain water and saw the little one sitting too close to the fire pit.
If the fire were a bit bigger, it might have burned her hair.
Mo Jingchun didnât say anything, just quietly pulled back the little stool the child was sitting on.
"Whatâs wrong, brother?"
Candy, who didnât understand, turned back and looked at her brother in confusion.
Those adorable big eyes and her tender little face always made people want to reach out and touch her.
Naturally, Mo Jingchun followed his instincts and gently touched Candyâs cheek.
He gently reminded her, "You shouldnât sit too close to the fire; it might burn your hair."
Just the thought of being bald like the kindergarten principal made Candy shiver.
"Eekď˝"
How scary!
The old man nearby saw Candyâs cute reaction and burst into laughter.
"Xiaochun, your uncleâs calling you for dinner."
Just then, the aunt busy in the kitchen called out Mo Jingchunâs nickname loudly.
"Okay, aunt."
"Coming."
When it comes to eating, Mo Jingchun and Candy never hold back.
Especially the rice cooked from the home-grown crops of their uncleâs family, which was particularly fragrant.
And the greens that had been through the frost were particularly sweet.
Candy ended up eating a big bowl of rice at lunch.
After eating her fill, Candy suddenly exclaimed.
"Ah!"
"Whatâs wrong?"
Candyâs shout made Mo Jingchun and the others, who were still eating, stop.
"Brother, whereâs Bun?"
"Could he be starving?"
Mo Jingchun thought it was something serious, but it turned out Candy was worried about Bun.
"Bunâs still at home napping, weâll feed him when we get back."
"Itâs fine, if Bun skips one or two meals, itâs not a big deal. Consider it a diet."
Candy, who was initially worried about Bun not eating lunch, now found Mo Jingchunâs words made a lot of sense and immediately stopped worrying about Bun.
After lunch, Mo Jingchun helped clear the table and then sat back by the fire.
In their hometown, sitting by the fire is like that; once you start, leaving it makes you feel especially cold.
The fire was warm, but there was so much ash, and wisps of blue smoke stung their eyes so much that they couldnât stay open.
"Uncle, Iâm heading back now." Mo Jingchun quietly said to the dozing uncle while holding the now asleep Candy.
Mo Changyou, who was almost asleep, rubbed his eyes and nodded in agreement:
"Go ahead."
Back home, before Mo Jingchun even opened the door, he heard the sharp, ear-piercing sound of Bun scratching at the door inside.
Unlocking the door, Mo Jingchun glared at Bun on the floor.
After placing Candy on the bed and covering her with a blanket, Mo Jingchun took Bun, who had followed him downstairs.
Mo Jingchun rummaged through some items and found the cat food, saying to Bun:
"Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat all day without worrying about eating yourself to death one day."
Meowď˝
Bun let out a cry and then started gobbling up the food without any hesitation.
Seeing this, Mo Jingchun shook his head, "Hopeless."
The day before New Yearâs Eve, Mo Jingchun took Candy to town and bought nearly ten thousand yuan worth of fireworks and firecrackers.
Except for a few to be set off on New Yearâs Eve, the rest were bought for Candy to play with.
"Brother, brother, Guoguo wants this."
Candy, strolling on the street, saw red lanterns hanging at a small shopâs entrance, and jumped up in excitement.
"Okay, okay, brother will buy it for you, Guoguo."
Mo Jingchun, full of affection, looked at his sister and then turned to the busy shop owner, asking loudly:
"Boss, how much are these red lanterns for kids to play with?"
The boss poked his head out from the shop, glanced at the red lantern in Candyâs hand, and said without looking back:
"Thirty-five yuan each."
"Boss, Iâve transferred the money to you."
"Okay, Iâve received it."
Seeing Candy fiddle with the switch for a while without it making a sound, Mo Jingchun took the red lantern, pulled off the batteryâs insulating tape, and said smilingly:
"Look, itâs ready now."
Candy pressed the switch, and the red lantern started playing music and spinning.
"Hee hee, so fun."
The joy of children is that simple, something adults canât fully experience.
For someone of Mo Jingchunâs age, the feeling of the New Year dwindles year by year.
Whereas he used to love watching the Spring Festival Gala, now Mo Jingchun has completely lost interest.
To be honest, in the past two years, apart from a few decent acts, the rest of the gala is unbearable for Mo Jingchun to watch.
In fact, this year, both Mo Jingchun and Xu Pengfei were invited to attend the gala in person.
"Oh, brother."
"Itâs snowingď˝" Candy looked up, reaching out her hand to catch the snowflakes drifting down from the sky.
Mo Jingchun also looked up at the white sky, watching the snowflakes fluttering down.
"Yes, itâs snowing."
The tiny snowflakes melted as soon as they touched the ground.
Over an hour later, Mo Jingchun and Candy, who had finished shopping, hurried back to their car.
Despite this, Mo Jingchun turned white-haired from the snow, while Candy, wearing a hat, shrugged off the snow from her clothes.
"Haha, brother, youâve got so much snow on your head."
"Guoguo, we need to hurry home. If the snow gets thicker, we wonât be able to return."
This dreadful weather, itâs too cold. With snowing all afternoon, by nightfall, itâs bound to freeze over.
Tomorrow, wanting to go out, youâd better take the snow chains, or forget it.
Of course, those fearless enough can ignore what Mo Jingchun said entirely.
On the way, Mo Jingchun focused on driving.
Sitting in the back childâs safety seat, Candy eating a candied fruit stick, said, "Brother, letâs build a snowman when we get back."
"Letâs make a really really big little snowman."
Mo Jingchun laughed and said, "A really really big one is a big snowman."
Candy licked the sugar coating on the candied fruit stick, thought a little, and said:
"Then letâs build a big snowman."
"Okay."
Then, when they got home, Candy jumped out of the car and ran to the second-floor bedroom, asking Mo Jingchun to turn on the air conditioner.
As for building a snowman, Candy immediately gave up.
The promised snow actually turned into freezing rain, cold as could be.
The next day, New Yearâs Eve!
Just like last year, three families celebrated the New Year together.
Mo Jingchun, who woke up early, opened the door and was greeted by a snowy wonderland.
The asphalt roads were covered with ice from the freezing rain the previous day.
The trees around the house all bowed their heads.
In the bamboo forest not far away, the bamboo was still lazily sleeping, none of them standing upright.
Mo Jingchun tried walking in the yard; it wasnât just slippery, it was really slippery.
If youâre not careful, you might just end up falling.
PS: Thanks to the lovely Loli Just Right,
and for the reward support of Chishu Ruxue, thank you.