“It will definitely be better to play chess.

The old lady swears.

"Your brain is dizzy now because of playing chess."

"I am not as good as others, and I am still confused. How can I get over others?"

"Go outside to clear your mind..."

The old man was almost convinced.

It seems...it makes sense.

......

"Go away."

The old lady shook the old man.

......

"Why."

The old man stood up with a little staggering point, "Slow down."

"Really, I'm so old."

"Although it's still irritable..."

......

"Who told you to delay?"

The old lady rolled her eyes.

Old man:...

In the end, he was wrong?

......

Xiao Xiao walked behind the two old men.

Smiling and watching the two old men's daily "quarrels".

......

"etc."

Xiao Xiao shouted and walked into the first two old men in the yard.

“The yard is cold.”

"You can watch it here."

Xiao Xiao suggested.

......

The old lady shook her head.

"I'm going to see it in the yard."

The old man stood up and said, "How can it not be cold in winter?"

"fine."

"Your grandpa is in good health."

......

Xiao Xiao nodded with a smile.

"yes."

"You two elders are in good health."

"Put on that jacket."

Xiao Xiao handed the coat to the two old men.

......

"Why."

The old lady in the coat stopped her hand because she remembered something.

"Xiaoxiao, see if your dad is empty now?"

"If Sora, let him come together."

......

"good."

Xiao Xiao nodded.

It is a bit regrettable that Xiao’s father is busy.

......

"Since your dad is busy, let it go."

The old lady waved her hand indifferently.

Today is not the last snow of the year.

My son always has the chance to see the snow butterfly.

......

Xiao Xiao pushed open the door of the living room-

"Huh~"

The north wind whistles.

Snowflakes plunged on the face.

......

"Oh~"

The old man wiped his face.

“This snow is quite heavy.”

......

The wind blew for a while and stopped.

Several people walked under the white plum tree.

......

The old lady looked around the yard with anticipation.

From time to time, I looked up at the sky.

The scattering snowflakes that come into view.

Without the "makeup" of the wind, the snowflakes appear lighter and lighter.

Like a butterfly flying in the air.

But it's just like.

Snowflakes are snowflakes.

Not a butterfly.

......

The old lady showed some doubts on her face.

"Xiao Xiao."

She turned her head and looked at her grandson.

"Where is the snow butterfly?"

......

The old man still raised his head.

But it's not about the snowflakes falling from the sky.

But the plum branches on their heads are "inciduous" in collaterals.

It just happened to block the invasion of snowflakes for them.

Did the plum trees in their yard grow like this?

......
To be continued...