After lying in the bed for another hour or two, Cheng Zhiyan finally allowed Xiaotu to get up.

Wait until breakfast is over and eat breakfast.

The little rabbit turned around behind Zhou Yan, just not talking.

Zhou Yan turned around, looked at her with amusement, and crouched down and asked, "Rabbit, have you been following me all the time? Do you have anything to tell me?"

"Um ..." Xiaotu nodded earnestly: "Aunt Zhou, can I ... can I rub the powder?"

"Wipe the powder?" Zhou Yan gave a moment, and then laughed, "You, a child, why do you want to wipe the powder?"

"My dad is back today ..." said Rabbit slightly shyly.

"Oh ... it's for my dad." Zhou Zheng nodded arbitrarily, holding Xiaotu's hand and walking upstairs, "OK, my aunt will dress you up."

Sitting at the table, Cheng Yan, who was still eating, heard the words and raised his head, watching the little figure of the bunny behind his mother, and shook his head silently.

Ten minutes later, the bunny happily emerged from Zhou's bedroom.

Zhou Xun not only threw a layer of powder on the bunny, but also put a little red dot in the middle of her forehead, and then pulled out a big red flower from the cabinet and tied it to the bunny's braid.

In addition, the bunny is wearing a big red cotton jacket today, so looking at it, this guy really has a sense of festiveness for the New Year doll.

Cheng Zhiyan felt a little speechless when he saw this costume, but he said nothing, but just bowed his head and continued to have breakfast.

The little rabbit rushed to Cheng Zhiyan's face and asked cheerfully: "Brother, orange juice, is it good-looking, is it good-looking, look at the beautiful flowers on my head."

"Well, I saw it." Cheng Zhi replied without raising his head.

"Does it look good, does it look good?"

"Good-looking." Cheng Zhiyan replied casually.

"Hey ..." The bunny smiled like a fool, and happily turned to look in front of the mirror again.

It was almost noon, and the bunny's parents came back.

As soon as Zhou Yan opened the door, the rabbit rushed out like an arrow off the string.

The sun was just right outside, and the sky was blue as if it were a good sapphire. The cold wind blew through, and the bare branches rattled.

Little Rabbit's father came to her in this bright sunshine with a smile on his face.

He was dressed in a straight military uniform, without a military cap, and stood tall, with a straight, straight-eyed look and a high spirit.

The bunny's footsteps stopped shortly after rushing out of Cheng Zhiyan's house. She looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her, and felt that he seemed to be in her memory but seemed a little strange. She didn't know why. She was full of hope. Turned into timidity.

Seeing his daughter he hadn't seen for a long time, Father Bunny shouted from a distance: "Rabbit."

Then squatted down and waved at her.

The next second, the bunny stepped on a pair of short legs, ran quickly towards his father, and threw him full.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the nose mixed with cold air, which stimulated her nerves. On the cheek was her father's somewhat poke-like cinder who was constantly choking her.

Rabbit was happy for a while, then suddenly reached out and pushed away his father, covering his white tender cheek, and exclaimed, "Daddy, your beard is too poke."

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