Chapter 106： play ice

Su Qingluo took off the little prince's cloak, hat, and neckerchief, and carried him onto the kang, who was still walking unsteadily, coaxing him softly.

"Xuan'er, be good, wait obediently in the house, my sister will come back after sweeping the snow, and practice walking with you, okay?"

"Um."

The little prince nodded obediently, his big sparkling eyes flashed, and he looked at her with attachment: "Sister, come back soon."

"Okay, my sister helped my mother sweep the snow in the yard, and I'll be right back."

Su Qingluo pampered the little prince's pink face and cheeks, walked out of the room with the curtain lifted.

"Wow, woof, woof."

The three big gray-haired dogs are very spiritual, guarding their playmates who grew up together.

It seemed that they were worried that he would be alone, so they raised their front paws in unison, and laid them on the edge of the bed, rubbing their big fluffy head affectionately against the little prince's arm.

"Big Hui, Second Hui, Little Hui, I have something delicious for you."

The little prince patted the heads of the three big dogs, took out three pieces of fudge from his small pouch, peeled off the wrappers, and stuffed them into the mouths of the three big dogs one by one.

"Ba ha ha ha..."

The three big dogs licked the jelly candy and ate it happily, and their halazi bleed all over the floor.

"Dahui, can you help me pick an ice cream? I want ice cream."

Seeing the three big dogs enjoying themselves, the little prince also smiled and frowned.

Patting Big Hui's head, pink little hands, pointing to the icicle hanging on the eaves, gesticulating to it that he wants to play with the icicle.

"Wow woof."

Dahui turned his head to look at the icicle hanging from the window, hanging from the eaves to the ground, then looked at the little prince, screamed very spiritually, rushed out of the house, and came back with an icicle in his mouth after a while.

"whee."

The little prince took the ice cream and played with it fondly, not caring that his little hands were red from the cold.

"Wow woof."

Seeing that he likes him, Er Hui and Xiao Hui yelled twice as if to please him, rushed out of the house, and came back with two icicles in his mouth.

"whee."

The little prince took the ice cream, smiled happily, took out three pieces of soft candy from the pouch, and stuffed them into their mouths.

A little cute baby, three big dogs, had a great time playing.

Three big dogs came in and out, and the kang was covered with icicles, which soon melted into water and soaked the mattresses spread on the kang.

The little prince's cotton trousers were not spared either, they were thoroughly wet.

When Su Qingluo came back from sweeping the snow, seeing this scene, one head was two big, and the cold air was blowing out from his whole body.

The three big dogs shivered from the cold, with their heads hanging down and their tails between their legs, they ran out of the house in desperation.

***

"Mother, Xuan'er played with ice and wet the bed and cotton trousers!"

"Hey, come here."

Li Xiu'e, who was sweeping snow in the yard, heard her little daughter's small voice an octave higher than usual, put down the broom in a hurry, and entered the room through the curtain.

Entering the room, I glanced at the little girl who was helplessly holding her forehead, with a frowning face, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Four or five-year-old boys are at their most mischievous. Your brother did the same thing when he was young."

She smiled and took out the replacement cotton trousers from the closet, quickly put them on for the little prince, picked him up and stuffed him into her little daughter's arms.

Lifted the soaked mattress from the bed, rolled it into a ball, pulled the curtain out of the house, and took it to the yard to dry.

"Xuan'er."

Su Qingluo watched her mother go out, looked away, squinted her eyes, and huddled in her arms, her small eyes were trembling, not daring to look at her little one.

The little prince knew that he had done something wrong, so he shrank into a small ball, like a little quail, hiding his head in his feathers, avoiding reality.