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Memories in the snow(1/2)

(It needs to be modified and polished, and later...ps: not a knife)

"It's a lot colder today. Wear more clothes, come and zip up."

Hanamaru Mikeko's face was filled with smiles. She looked at her daughter who was wrapped in a ball in a cotton coat in front of her. She suddenly felt that her little body was too cute, and she couldn't help but reach out to rub her head.

"Mom, the clothes are... too crowded..."

"Aren't you going out later? You see that it's snowing outside the window, how can you not wear more clothes?"

Hanamaru Mieko said these words and squatted down in front of Hanamaru Hanamaru.

The six-year-old girl's eyes are particularly beautiful, with colorful purple eyes flowing, and when she looks at people, it seems to be emitting light.

“What do you want to eat today in Firewood?”

Hanamaru Hanamaru, whose two small hands were covered with cotton coats, were raised up and placed in front of her and were entangled. She buried half of her face and secretly glanced at Hanamaru Mieko in front of her.

"I want to eat... chili..."

"Didn't the doctor say you can't take it? You just went to the hospital yesterday."

"But..."

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

Hanaman Hanabu shook his head, and then looked at his mother with hopeful eyes.

"You can't eat if you don't hurt."

"Then... Hanawa wants to go and play with Brother Se..."

"You just follow him when you go to find him. Are you afraid that he will dislike you?"

Hanamaru Hanabu lowered his face and whispered: "Then I'll just not go..."

Hanamaru Mieko chuckled, "You don't like him, are you?"

"Like..." Hanamaru Hanabu lowered his face for a long time, and his hands kept hooking. He had been struggling for a while before he plucked up the courage to whisper.

"Okay, okay, just like it," Hanamaru Mieko just thought it was a playful relationship between children, and then smiled teasingly at her daughter, "Does Hanamaru still want to be the wife of Xiaose next door in the future? Let him marry you."

"May I...?"

"Do you really want him to marry you?"

"Yeah..." Hanamaru Hanaguro nodded, then blushed and looked at his mother and said, "Mom, mom is not allowed to say it casually everywhere..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense."

Dingdong.

After the bell rang, another shout came from downstairs: "Mikeko!"

Hanamaru Mieko heard this voice and knew who the person was. She joked to her daughter in front of her: "Look, your mother-in-law is here with your husband!"

Hanamaru Hanabu shrank his head embarrassedly.

......

As his footsteps rang, Hanamaru Mikeko went downstairs to the entrance.

Because Hanamaru Hanawa's clothes were too thick, it was inconvenient to move. He held the wall and could only stagger down step by step.

"Mom, wait, wait for a little firework..."

Hanamaru Mieko just turned around and looked back, and smiled and said, "Come down quickly."

She turned around, walked through the living room to the entrance, and opened the door.

A stream of cold air came from the outside.

Outside was a snow-white patch, with heavy snow pressing against the eaves and piled up on the roadside a thick layer. The streets were covered by white, with only a few people walking in it.

Uesugi Kiko was standing outside the door of Hanamaru's house wearing a brown coat and a scarf tied around her neck. Uesugi Ko stood behind her.

"Mikeko, are you ready?"

"I've just helped Hanawa put on my clothes." Hanamar Mikeko blocked the cold wind with her hands and stood by the door and replied.

"Where is the Hanaguchi?" Uesugi Kiko looked into the door. After a while, she found a small ball of meat walking from the inner room to the sight. She couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, so cute."

"I feel the snow outside is getting a little heavier. Let's go later and go into the house first."

"good."

Uesugi Dog followed his mother into the house. When changing shoes, he found Hanamaru Hanao hiding behind her mother and peeking at him.

After all, I went to kindergarten together, and I am still so afraid of having children?

Uesugi didn't pay much attention to the little girl, but followed her mother to sit in the living room.

Hanamaru Hanabuki saw that Uesugizo had not spoken to him and walked directly into the house, feeling a little disappointed.

Finally, Mieko Hanamaru who stepped into the entrance noticed the change in her daughter's mood and bent down to look at Hanamaru Hanamaru's little face: "Hahuo Chan, what's wrong?"

"Fire Fireworks...Is Fireworks not good-looking..."

"It's quite funny." Hanamaru Mikeko said with a smile.

Huamao Huahuo's face was buried deeper.

The next second, the mother's hand touched her head, "Okay, I was just kidding. You are only 6 years old and have not opened yet. What do you want to do if you want to do this?"

Hanamaru Hanamaru raised his eyes to look at her with his mother touching her head, and then quickly lowered: "Brother... doesn't seem to like Hanamaru..."

"Why didn't Xiaozhao like you? Did you make him angry?"

"Um..."

“What did you do?”

"Brother... I gave a flower before..."

"Flower...? Oh, it's that white lily."

Mikeko Hanamaru remembers that there was indeed something like this. It must have been a week ago. She had made too many pastries and had not finished eating. When she went to the Uesugi house to visit the pastry next door, Xiao Hanao kept looking at Bai Baihe in the living room of Uesugi house.

Xiaozhao on the opposite side took it off and gave it to her.

Hanamaru Mikeko felt that Xiaozhao was meticulous and good at observing details.

I don’t know how Kiko kept him so smart.

Let’s take a look at my daughter.

In addition to being very sensitive to people, Xiao Huahuo is completely an ordinary child.

Even worse, he was a slut since childhood and was often bullied by other children.

She won't even know how to fight back if she teaches her.

Speaking of this, Hanamaru Mieko was a little worried about what to do if she went to elementary school in the future. She was so weak that she would inevitably be bullied by her peers.

"Where is the flower?" Mrs. Huamaru remembered that she kept the flower in her bedroom and was raising it in a flowerpot. The soil was digging into the yard by herself, and she also dug out a piece of green space that her father had just renovated.

Fortunately, it suddenly started snowing and his father did not notice it.

"Dead..." Hanamara Hanamichi's voice became less and less.

"How did you die?"

Huamaru Hanabu no answer.

"Tell mom."

Huamaru Hanawa's little hands kept tangling, as if he had made a mistake: "Water chili water..."

Mrs. Hanamaru immediately understood.

This child likes to eat chili peppers, probably because he wants to give his favorite thing to the poor lily.

"Haihuo dare not tell his brother..."

Seeing his daughter's cautious appearance, Mrs. Hanamaru suddenly had an idea in her mind.

"Does Hanaishi want to have a good relationship with your brother?"

Hanaman Hanabu looked at her mother and immediately nodded her head.

"Okay," Mrs. Hanamaru smiled slightly, "Hanawaii now pour a cup of hot tea for Xiaozhao and Aunt Uesugi. Remember, you must give the hot tea to Xiaozhao first, then give the hot tea to Aunt Uesugi, and call her mother in front of her."

"Why do you call Aunt Uesugi?"

The ignorant Hanaman Hanabuki doesn't understand these.

"Don't Hanaguchi want to be Xiaozhao's wife? You go and get rid of Aunt Uesugi first, then Xiaozhao will only marry you?"

Hanamaru Hanawa was very convinced by his mother's words. He immediately ran to the kitchen with his short legs, stepped on the exclusive low stool, took out two cups, placed them on the tray, and poured the wheat tea that had been warmed in advance into the two cups.

Then he stepped on the stool with a tray and walked carefully to the living room.

Uesugi was looking at the book he carried with him on the sofa. Just as he was about to turn the page, a pair of tea cups with small hands suddenly appeared in front of him, and the wheat tea was steaming inside.

The little girl's colorful purple eyes are looking at herself.
To be continued...
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