The next day, they got up early.
Meng Xi'er dressed Meng Zichen in a thick down jacket and put a hat and ear muffs on him, wrapping him up like a little bear.
Meng Zichen had already started his winter vacation and was excited to hear Meng Xi'er say they were going to sweep the graves.
He flapped his small arms and curiously asked, "Mommy, mommy, are we going to see Grandpa and Grandma now?"
"Yes."
Meng Xi'er squatted down to zip him up, looking at his excited, flushed face, and softly said,
"Mommy, do you think Grandpa and Grandma will like Xiaochen?"
Touching her son's face gently, Meng Xi'er softly laughed, "Xiaochen is so cute, how could Grandpa and Grandma not like him?"
Lu Yebai walked over, picked up Meng Zichen, and said to Meng Xi'er, "Let's go."
"Hold on."
Meng Xi'er picked up a grey cashmere scarf from the sofa and tiptoed to wrap it around Lu Yebai, "It's cold outside."
