I listened to my sister's words today.

After Yun Yiruo hung up the phone, a look of relief appeared on her face. She put the phone back into her tail, her movements so skillful as if she had completed a natural daily routine.

The old lady turned and walked to the side and picked up the steaming bottle of milk on the table. It was obviously warmed up in advance.

Yun Yiruo took the bottle with a smile, gently put the nipple into her mouth, and began to suck it with relish.

As she swallowed, her fair neck rose and fell slightly.

At the same time, Luo's mother stood by, waiting patiently for the child to finish washing.

She took out the clothes that had been prepared long ago from her bag. They were made of carefully selected fabrics.

The upper part of the dress is light grey, gentle and low-key, like softly floating clouds.

The design is inspired by the traditions of the ancient Song Dynasty, and the cross-collar design reminds people of those elegant court costumes.

The neckline is particularly cleverly designed, and the slightly raised collar perfectly modifies the neck.

It shows a touch of classic elegance, while the loose sleeves remind people of that flowing temperament.

On the chest, there is a lifelike little tiger embroidery. The tiger stripes outlined with gold thread are delicate and exquisite, and the tiger eyes are vivid, as if they are about to jump out at any time.

It gives people a feeling of both childlike innocence and vitality. Although it is a classical design element, the overall style of the clothes is still modern, with fashion and elegance coexisting, revealing a unique charm.

The pants are loose bloomers, and the overall color tone complements the top, with a touch of gray haziness, like spring mist, giving people a relaxed and comfortable feeling.

The belt is similar in color to the top, simple yet refined. The trouser legs are slightly gathered, which can protect the tail and facilitate movement, making the whole person look elegant and energetic when wearing this outfit.

In particular, there is a delicate strap hidden on the inside of the pants, which cleverly fixes the tail, allowing children to move freely while ensuring comfort.

Every detail reflects the mother's care and love.

"Wow, that's beautiful."

When Yun Yiruo put on this dress, the people around her couldn't help but brighten up.

Luo's mother stood aside, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction, a loving smile on her face.

Yun Yiruo stood in front of the mirror, turned around, flicked her tail lightly, and her clothes swayed slightly, making her look lively and agile.

The old man outside the door heard the rustling sound of people changing clothes inside and touched the warm little white shoes in his hands.

Then he pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he entered, the warm air accompanied by the cool wind dispelled the slight chill in the room.

The old lady sat aside, her hands slightly white, obviously due to the marks left by wringing out the towel.

He took the white shoes, looked at them carefully, and muttered, "I haven't lived here for a long time. The roof of the balcony has started to leak."

Father Yun walked in carrying a thick coat and looked around the room with a frown.

"I just took a look outside. The cracks in the corners are getting bigger, and the paint is almost peeling off in some places. It doesn't look like a simple paint job can fix it. I guess it will need to be renovated."

The old man sat in the armchair, sighed, and said in a low voice with a hint of blame: "I told you a long time ago that I shouldn't have mortgaged the old house in the first place."

"Now we don't even have a safe place to live, and the gas in the kitchen can't be used."

The old house has been mortgaged for more than ten years. Although no one lives there permanently, it has been used as a filming location several times due to its unique old-style architectural style, and many facilities in the house have been damaged as a result.

In addition, the family made a sudden decision to come back early, and the servants and the rooms were not tidied up in time, resulting in many places being in a mess.

Last night, the two bedrooms we could barely tidy up at home could only be considered "make do".

Father Yun watched the mother and daughter in the room until midnight last night. Finally, he took the bed quilt and went to spend the night on the sofa in the living room.

In the room, Yun Yiruo was wearing the little white shoes she had just put on. She looked down at her feet, her mouth slightly pouted, and her face was full of reluctance.

But soon, her attention was diverted. She jumped off the chair and shouted, "Uncle!" The next second, her little figure threw herself into the old man's arms and rubbed her little face against his chest.

"It's okay, uncle!" Yun Yiruo raised her face, her eyebrows curved, and her voice was as sweet as honey.

"We can ask Sister Ye to go out for dinner today!"

The people in the room burst into laughter at her childish voice.

The old lady smiled as she reached out and hugged her. She pinched her pink little face and said in a scolding tone, "I'm afraid you want to go out to eat, and you're using Sister Ye as an excuse."

Having her thoughts exposed, she was so embarrassed that she covered her face with her hands, but she couldn't help but secretly look at everyone through her fingers.

The laughter in the house became more cheerful, and it seemed that even the old house, which was slightly drafty, had a little more warmth.

After Yun's father put on the child's coat, everyone in the room walked into the living room one after another. The whole house seemed to have been awakened by Yun Yiruo.

Yun Yiruo glanced towards the entrance, then looked at the people sitting on the sofa in the living room. Her childish voice was filled with curiosity as she asked, "Uncle, aunt, and mother-in-law, aren't you going together?"

Yunmu came over upon hearing the sound, squatted slightly, and straightened the child's collar for the last time, her movements as gentle as the spring breeze.

"We won't go together."

"Uncle has to contact the decoration company today, and my mother-in-law and I have to pack the luggage we brought back yesterday."

"But when you come back, we'll go find Sister Ye together and then go out for lunch, okay?"

"Okay! Then uncle and I will bring you breakfast!"

At this time, Yun's father came over with a phone book and said casually, "Then we'll be waiting for your breakfast."

Yun Yiruo cheered, waved her little hands, said "bye" happily, and ran out the door.

The cold air hit his face, and he couldn't help rubbing his hands. He exhaled again, watching the white mist dissipate in front of his eyes, and giggled as if he had discovered a new toy.

The old man smiled and gave some instructions, then put on his shoes swiftly and followed closely behind.

"Uncle, isn't it beautiful to see snow falling in the yard?"

Yun Yiruo raised her head with an innocent smile on her face.

The old man smiled, nodded and replied: "That's for sure."

"The snow in the capital isn't a small amount, but if it falls all night the whole yard will be covered in white.

"The snow is cottony and soft, perfect for making snowmen."

Yun Yiruo's eyes lit up like stars: "Then when it snows, I'm going to build a big snowman!"

"Okay, let's build a huge snowman!" The old man agreed, and the two of them walked out while chatting.

As you walk out of the courtyard, the ancient alleys unique to the capital gradually appear in front of you.

The lanterns in the alley swayed dimly in the morning mist, with dots of red light, like a dream.

People were busy in groups of three or four. Although the sun had not yet risen, some people were already pushing carts selling hot breakfast.

Many people saw Mr. Yun passing by and stopped what they were doing to greet him: "Morning, Mr. Yun!"

The old man smiled kindly and nodded in response: "Good morning, good morning. It rained last night, so be careful on the road!"