Plague Doctor

“The big gray wolf knocked on the door and said, 'Red, it's me, Grandma, open the door and let me in. I bought you a cake. ’ ”

Inside the cozy children's room, the goose yellow lights softly illuminate.

Song Fang sat beside the bed with a fairy tale collection telling her daughter "Little Red Hat". She pretended to have the sly voice of a gray wolf: “Little Red Hat, open the door, Grandma has traveled a lot, so tired, let me rest in the house, the cake is melting away, open the door. ”

Zhong Xuanli, her youngest daughter, listened attentively, and her apple-like little face was a little nervous and her eyes twitched continuously.

In fact, this is not the first time Xiao Xiaoli has heard the story of "Little Red Hat", but children are very serious about the stories they like to hear every time.

“Little Red opened the door and the wolf swallowed her up.” Song Fang shook up, and Xiao Xiaoli's divine colour was a little frightened. Song Fang also said: “But at this time, a hunter passed by, and he yelled ‘Wolf, I can find you! ’ ”

Then, as in the past, the hunter killed the Great Grey Wolf, rescued the Red Hat from the belly of the Grey Wolf, and cautioned the Red Hat against the bad guys and protected himself.

Listen, if you think about it, you blink your big eyes.

“Why do you keep winking tonight, Harriet?” Song Fang noticed, a little worried to ask: “Are your eyes uncomfortable? ”

“No...” Xiao Huili rubbed her eyes, "it winked naturally. ”

Song Fang didn't see anything abnormal about her daughter. Her eyes were not red or swollen. She couldn't even see blood silk. It's not like she's allergic to inflammation or anything. It's more than 10: 00 at night. The child must be tired. This New Year's Eve plays every day and sleeps late again. She said: “Let's tell a story tonight. Go to sleep. ”

“Oh...” Xiao Xiaoli answered, getting up and leaving when she saw her mother, "Mom, I'm afraid. ”

“Don't be afraid, Mom. Sit next to me until you fall asleep. ”

Song Fang watched her daughter fall asleep right beside the bed, Xiao Xiaoli soon fell asleep, and she had to smile as a mother, look at her daughter's round face, long eyelashes, delicate little nose mouth, really like a little angel.

Little Xiaoli's quiet personality is more like an angel. She has been a good learner since childhood, saving both of them a lot of time.

Song Fang couldn't help but send a circle of friends. She took a photo of her daughter sleeping quietly with her phone. She sent a picture: “Let me tell her" Little Red Hat ". After listening, she said she was afraid to let me sleep with her. (Crying) Baby, even if a big gray wolf came, Mom would protect you! ”

After this circle of friends was sent out, even though it was the New Year's Eve, everyone had quite an arrangement, but there were a lot of likes and comments soon.

Some of them are relatives, classmates, colleagues, and some are friends of their mothers. They all say wonderful things. They praise Xiao Xiaoli for being cute and cute. Song Fang is happy and proud to see them.

“Good night, baby.” Song Fang stood up and walked outside the room, but suddenly took a few steps to stop, looked at a corner of the wall, there was nothing there, she didn't know why she wanted to look at this, just felt like shaking, so nothing went on.

In fact, Song Fang is only 33 years old this year. When he was younger, this kind of festival was definitely not spent at home during the New Year's Eve festival.

Two days on Valentine's Day, this kind of thing doesn't happen many times in a lifetime, only once in a young adult.

At the age of seven or eight, Song Fang must have bought it and went out with her boyfriend, but her boyfriend became her husband, and then Xiao Li was born, and the arrival of the child changed everything. The focus of the family's financial expenses is no longer on the couple, but on the child.

She and her husband are just a hard worker. Each year they earn 78,000 yuan. Each month they get 45,000 yuan. With the exception of mortgages, insurance and other kinds of contributions, there is not much left. They still have to live. They need money to raise cars, Little Lily needs money to go to kindergarten, they need money to learn piano, they need money to learn dance, they need to learn painting.

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

Now, Song Fang and his wife spend a penny when they spend two cents, go out to dinner for two people in the world or something, the last time I didn't know when.

Without a little help from their parents, the day would not have been over.

The elderly in the family also urged them to have a second child, a second child, not that they didn't want it, but that they couldn't afford it.

“Did Libby fall asleep?” Husband Zhong Zhihao asked, seeing Song Fang nod his head, Zhong Zhihao just changed his lively look, made a bell sound, took out a gift box, put his hands on it, "Wife, hard work, Valentine's Day gift. ”

Song Fang was a little surprised. He was happy, but he was helpless. "Where did you get the money?” She's in charge of the wallet at home, and she knows how much it costs.

She took the gift box and opened it, and she saw a silver necklace, and she looked at the brand, and it cost hundreds and thousands of dollars.

“I deposited it secretly, that's all.” Zhong Zhihao laughed, the fishtail wrinkles in the corner of his eyes, "for this gift. ”

“It's better to buy some good food for this money, too.” Song Fang's mouth was disgusted, but she put this new necklace around her neck immediately. This “unjust money” really hasn't been spent in a long time, so much so that she could buy New Year's clothes as a little girl.

“Ha ha, sometimes I have to buy you something.” Zhong Zhihao knew that his wife was upset. In fact, his wife used to spend a lot of money on big feet. He himself, too, changed thousands of dollars a year on a cell phone. Now that he hasn't changed in a few years, the child can really change a lot.

Did you have a hard time raising the kids? Of course I'm tired, of course I'm tired.

Even sometimes, both couples complain secretly about how confused they are about making such a personal choice.

But whenever I look at Xiaoli's rotten smile, hear her crisp laugh, listen to her gleefully scream “Dad” “Mom”, watch her play the piano beautiful, confident in the stage performance, watch her paint the children of our family...

Song Fang and Zhong Zhihao will sigh once again, continue this life, continue to maintain this family, and give Xiao Xiaoli the best thing they can.

“The child is asleep, then we...” Zhong Zhihou said, "Honey, we haven't had that in a long time. ”

“Go.” Song Fang smiled. “I said," How can you buy gifts with such a heart? "”

Two old couples are old, the life of diesel salt has long drained so much of what can be called romantic sentiment, and it is only on this rare festival that we serve our daughters, that the passion suddenly recovers a little and takes them back to the old days.

It was at this time, however, that the children's room heard voices, initially thought they were delusions, but gradually heard them.

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

Zhong Zhihao was just about to follow, but what did he think, “Wait!” He went to the kitchen to grab a kitchen knife and followed.

It was a very strange sound, as if it was from a voice toy, but they didn't have that kind of toy at home, and they didn't have that kind of thing...

The couple rushed outside the children's room and shoved the door open, turning on the light, "Shirley! ”

At first glance, they were stunned, the voice was made by Little Xiaoli, she sat up and sat in bed, her face slightly twitched, her eyes twitched, her mouth open like a curse on something, like a dark word from the forest, like a violent voice echoing in the abyss.