"The big bad wolf knocked on the door and said, 'Little Red Riding Hood, it's me, grandma, open the door and let me in, I bought you a cake to eat."

In the warm children's room, the goose yellow light shines softly.

Song Fang was sitting beside the bed, holding a collection of fairy tales and was telling her daughter "Little Red Riding Hood". She pretended to be a grey wolf and said in a cunning tone: "Little Red Riding Hood, open the door quickly. Grandma has walked a lot and is so tired. Let me go into the house to rest. The cake is melted, open the door quickly."

Zhong Huili, who was just six years old, listened attentively, with a little nervous on her apple-like face and her eyes blinking repeatedly.

In fact, this is not the first time Xiao Huili has heard the story of "Little Red Riding Hood", but children will be very serious about stories they like to listen to.

"Little Red Riding Hood opened the door, and the wolf swallowed her into her stomach." Song Fang exclaimed, and Xiao Huili's expression was also a little scared. Song Fang said again: "But at this time, a hunter passed by and he shouted, 'Wolf, I'll find you!"

The story afterwards is as always. The hunter killed the big bad wolf and rescued Little Red Riding Hood from the grey wolf's belly. He warned Little Red Riding Hood to beware of bad people and protect himself.

Xiao Huili listened, looking thoughtful, blinking her big eyes.

"Huili, why are you blinking tonight?" Song Fang noticed and asked with a little concern: "Does your eyes feel uncomfortable?"

"No..." Xiao Huili rubbed her eyes, "It blinked naturally."

Seeing that her daughter had no abnormalities, her eyes were not red or swollen, and she couldn't even see blood. It was not like inflammation and allergies. It was over 10 o'clock in the evening now. The child was tired, and she played every day this New Year and went to bed late. She said, "I'll tell a story tonight, let's go to bed."

"Oh..." Xiao Huili responded, and when she saw her mother, she was about to get up and leave, "Mom, I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, mom sits next to you and wait for you to fall asleep before leaving."

Song Fang was watching her daughter fall asleep by the bed, and Xiao Huili fell asleep quickly. As a mother, she couldn't help but smile. Looking at her daughter's round face, long eyelashes, delicate little nose and small mouth, she really looked like a little angel.

Xiao Huili's quiet temperament is more like an angel. She has been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, which makes both of them and their husbands worry-free.

Song Fang couldn't help but post to Moments again, so she took a photo of her daughter sleeping soundly with her mobile phone, and posted a picture and text: "Let me tell her "Little Red Riding Hood". After hearing this, she said she was afraid to let me sleep with her (laughing and crying expression), baby, even if there is a big bad wolf, my mother will protect you!"

After this circle of friends was posted, even though today was Lantern Festival, everyone had a lot of arrangements, but many people liked and commented soon.

Some are relatives, classmates, colleagues, and some are mother friends. Everyone makes witty comments and praises Xiao Huili for being pretty and cute. Song Fang is happy and proud to see it.

"Good night, little baby." Song Fang then stood up and walked out of the room, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at a corner of the wall. There was nothing there. She didn't know why she was looking at this, but she just felt like she was shaking, so she continued to walk without anything.

In fact, Song Fang is only 33 years old this year. When she was younger, she would definitely not spend the Lantern Festival such as the Lantern Festival.

Two Valentine's Days in two days, this kind of thing will never be experienced several times in a lifetime, and it will only be once in a young and middle-aged person.

As young as seven or eight years old, Song Fang must have bought and bought, and went out with her boyfriend, but her boyfriend became her husband, and then Xiao Huili was born, and the arrival of the child changed everything. The focus of the family's financial expenses is no longer the couple, but the children.

She and her husband both work hard, earning 70,000 or 80,000 a year, and each gets only 4,000 or 5,000 yuan a month. Apart from mortgages, insurance and other contributions, there is not much left. They still have to live. Raising a car costs money, Xiao Huili needs money to go to kindergarten, learning piano costs money, learning dance, and learning painting costs money.

You also have to buy nutritional supplements, drink milk, travel regularly, buy clothes, toys, etc.

Now, Song Fang and his wife spend one cent on two cents, and they go out for a date and have dinner, and they don’t know when the last time they were.

If it weren't for their parents' helping to make up for it, they wouldn't be able to live this life.

The elderly at home also urged them to have a second child. It’s not that they don’t want it, but they really can’t afford it.

"Have Libao gone to bed?" asked her husband Zhong Zhihao. Seeing Song Fang nodding, Zhong Zhihao changed his appearance to lively, made a clanging sound, took out a gift box, and presented it with both hands, "Wife, thank you for your hard work, Valentine's Day gift."

Song Fang was a little surprised. She was happy, but she was helpless, "Where did you get the money?" She was in charge of her wallet at home, and she knew every expense.

She took the gift box and opened it, and saw a silver necklace. Looking at the brand, it cost hundreds or thousands of yuan.

"I kept it secretly, that's just a little bit." Zhong Zhihao smiled, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes wrinkled. "I saved it for a long time, just for this gift."

"It's better to buy some delicious food than spending this money, and Huili can eat it." Song Fang said disgusted, but she immediately put the new necklace on her neck. This "injust money" has really been spent for a long time, which made her feel a little happy to buy New Year's clothes when she was a child.

"Haha, sometimes you have to buy something for you." Zhong Zhihao knew that his wife was verbal. In fact, his wife used to spend a lot of money, and he himself was also. He changed his mobile phone several thousand yuan every year. Now he hasn't changed it for a few years, and the child can really change a lot.

Is it hard to raise a child? Are you tired? Of course it is hard, of course it is tiring.

Sometimes, both couples will complain secretly about how they made such a life choice in a daze.

But whenever she looks at Xiao Huili's romantic smile, hears her crisp laughter, listens to her call out "Dad" and "Mom", look at her gracefulness when playing the piano, her confidence when performing on stage, and look at the children's paintings of our family she draws...

Song Fang and Zhong Zhihao would smile and sigh again, continue to live like this, continue to maintain this family, and do their best to give Xiao Huili the best things.

"The child has gone to bed, then we..." Zhong Zhihao said, "Wife, we haven't had that for a long time."

"Go." Song Fang smiled and said, "I said, why are you so willing to buy gifts?"

The two are old and old, and their lives have already worn away the feelings that can be called romantic. Only in this rare festival, when they serve their daughters, will those passions suddenly revived and bring them back to the past.

However, it was at this moment that a sound came from the children's room. At first they thought it was their own illusion, but gradually they all heard it in real life.

"Husband?" Song Fang frowned nervously and rushed to the children's room.

Zhong Zhihao was about to follow him, but he thought of something, "Wait!" He rushed to the kitchen first to get a kitchen knife, and then followed him.

It was a very strange sound, as if it was a sound-making toy, but there was no such toy at home, nor such things...

The couple rushed outside the children's room, pushed open the door suddenly, turned on the light, "Huili!"

When they saw it, they were stunned. The sound was made by Xiao Huili. She sat up and sat in the bed, her face twitched slightly, her eyes blinked, and her mouth seemed to be cursing something, like the gloomy words coming from the forest under the dark night, like the violent sound echoing in the abyss.

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