The snow has fallen heavily by now, but this old man and three dogs not only don’t avoid the snow, but also have fun in the ice and snow.
Fu Fengning approached Fu Chi and nodded at him.
Fu Chi smiled at him. He was singing a foreign folk song on the guitar.
And Shen An knelt on the ground one meter away holding a sheepdog and making a snowman.
Fu Fengning saw Shen An laughing happily and didn’t immediately tell Shen An that he was coming. He stood behind him for more than ten meters and looked at him quietly.
Fu Chi plays the melody, and there is a kind of loneliness that makes Fu Fengning frown. He also likes Shen An to play with this beautiful little grandfather.
But he doesn’t like Fu Chi and Shen An playing these lost melodies very much. He always feels that these things will moisten Shen An temperament.
But today, this song makes Fu Fengning stunned.
Fu Fengning is proficient in eleven languages. The melody and meaning of this Italian folk song are all like his mood today. One of them makes Fu Fengning’s eyes particularly sour-
“Quesilearlevrrei；
Many stars are listening to us. You have stars and I have stars. "[1]
It was Shen An who found Fu Fengning himself. After he made a snowman, he turned his head to look at Fu Chi behind him. He held the Scottish shepherd and slowly turned around. His eyebrows were moist and moist, and his eyebrows and eyelashes were bright and white. Bo Xue.
He spoke with hot air in his mouth. "Grandpa! I have a pile of you! "
The words just stopped and were suddenly greeted by Fu Fengning, who fell to the ground in shock.
Before he got up, he fell into Fu Fengning’s arms. Fu Fengning fished him into his arms and put his hands and palms on Shen An’s face. His tone was low, "old urchin and little urchin."
Shen An glanced at Fu Chi and two people laughed.
Fu Fengning buried his face in Shen An’s face. "I don’t know if my body is cold yet?"
Shen An small tunnel "grandpa is still swimming in the lake in winter … he is also ega, not as delicate as I am … My friends call me" Jiao Jiao "now … I … I’m not so charming …"
Fu Fengning pulled Shen’s knitted hat to cover his red ears with cold. "Pussy is not a derogatory term."
Shen An haranguing Fu Fengning sleeve low head "know".
Fu Fengning gently rubbed his eyelashes on Shen An’s fingertips. Bo Xue Shen An shouted "Uncle Fu …"
Fu Fengning was softhearted by his shout.
Hold him in the car when Fu Fengning beside Fu Chi paused "you …"
He wants to be like every winter before, so he can get less snow or get rheumatism.
But this time, it suddenly occurred to him that Fu Chi bea’s lover was buried in the snow. At that time, Fu Chi almost died with her lover.
Snow … seems to have different meanings for Fu Chi.
Fu Fengning suddenly shut up when he looked at the thin teenager who was shrinking in his coat.
At that moment, he seemed to understand that Fu Chi had been isolated for half his life.
Fu Fengning said, "Take care."
He held Shen An and stepped on the ground to accumulate falling snow and entered the Maibakh passenger side.
As he brought it to Shen Anan, he asked, "Didn’t it start at noon today? How did it finish so soon?"
He didn’t ask, didn’t ask, and when Shen settled down, he looked weak and tired.
Fu Fengning went to the cab and leaned over and looked at Shen An’s face. I could see that he was preoccupied.
Fu Fengning is very confident that his efforts to clear the net can ponder Shen An’s face. There are still some worries. Is there a net after all or should Shen An not see it?
Fu Fengning Shen asked again, "Talk to Uncle Fu?"
He didn’t drive in a hurry, adjusted the temperature first, then opened his thermos cup and handed it to Shen An to warm Shen An.
Shen An held Fu Fengning’s thermos cup, her eyes were bright and moist, and she stared at Fu Fengning’s novel "Uncle Fu … gave me a gift when I was a minor in the afternoon … she was still a student … saying that she secretly brushed her mother card to support me … I wouldn’t let her brush it, but I couldn’t persuade her … I gave the live broadcast to …"
When Fu Fengning heard this, he suddenly felt relieved and asked softly, "Is An An a distressed fan?"
Shen An sniffled. "This is not the first time she is not the first … many times, they competed on the live broadcast for who brushed the gift more … because they were fighting for the gift list … I wouldn’t feel guilty if they were rich … but … one person said that he had given half of the venture capital to support me …
Later, some people couldn’t resist taking out their savings for their children … and buying me gifts …
And just yesterday, there was another person who even brushed a lot of gifts and put himself on the third list. He also said a lot of words to support me on the public screen … and left a contact way asking me to add him … saying that if I could add him, he would be so happy … I was afraid that he would be sad without adding him … But after adding him, he changed … He said … He said … "
Fu Fengning lowered his eyes and asked, "Say what?"
Shen An carefully scratched the thermos armguard novel "Say … he smashed his three-month salary for my weekly list … just … just ask … ask me for the address … say … rules …"
