"Have you figured it out? He who knows current affairs is a hero. " Fan zhe stretched out his arms to Josh, "woman, come to my arms."


    "Well, here we are." Josh shoved a pillow directly into fan Zhe.


    “……” Fan Zhe.


    "Fan huntan, I tell you, don''t threaten me with such things. I''ll find a way myself. Don''t worry about it." Josh said it seriously.


    Things have to be solved by themselves. If you rely on others, you will form a habit. Do you have to find fan zhe for everything in your life?


    He didn''t eat that.


    Josh lay down with his back to fan Zhe.


    She didn''t hear fan zhe speak for several minutes. She thought that Hun Dan had been touched by ashes and should go back to his bedroom to sleep.


    All of a sudden, fan Zhe''s figure was reflected in front of him in the light of the fireplace. It turned out that the spirit had not gone.


    Josh just wanted to make fun of fan Zhe. Wait a minute. What''s Hun Dan doing?


    It''s like taking off your clothes?


    Josh''s eyes were fixed. It wasn''t dazzled. It was really undressing!


    "What are you doing? Sneeze Josh was scared to sit up.


    But fan zhe held it down.


    Fan zhe lifted the quilt and came in.


    "I warn you, if this happens again, I''ll really call grandma." Even if the grandmother saw this scene, it was better than something that was not suitable for children.


    "You''ve caught a cold. You can''t just take medicine. I''m here to help you warm up and get rid of the cold." What Fan zhe said seems reasonable. "Woman, do you want to infect Qiao Yu with a cold?"


    Josh stopped talking right away. This is the key to her. Besides, fan zhe just held her in his arms. There was no improper action. It seemed that he was really warming her up.


    The warm room, the burning fireplace, fan zhe mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, Josh experienced the storm in the morning, and walked a long way in the evening. He was really tired, and soon fell asleep.


    About dawn, Josh woke up, and fan zhe was gone.


    The light in the kitchen is on, and bursts of congee fragrance come out. Is fan Hun Dan making breakfast? Josh can''t believe it.


    "Child, are you awake? You can have breakfast. " It''s grandma.


    Good morning, grandma Josh said hello politely and sat up, only to find that his bath towel had gone nowhere.


    Did she just sleep all night?


    Did she just sleep with fan hun?


    Thinking of this, Josh''s face suddenly turned red, and she said, fan hundan has no good intentions to warm her up.


    "Your clothes are dry. I''ll get them for you." Mrs. Fan said as she went to a small cupboard.


    The door of the cupboard was in the form of a shutter. Josh thought it was just an ordinary cupboard. When Mrs. fan opened it, she realized that the shutter of the cupboard was for heat dissipation, and there were more than ten pieces of heating inside.


    Her clothes are on the heat.


    Josh''s on fire.


    Wang Batan, a special fan Zhe, really wants to keep warm and get rid of the cold. He can let her sleep on the heating. He knows that there is heating, and he has to sleep with her in a quilt to take advantage of her.


    After getting dressed, Josh looks around. Where''s fan hundan?


    "What are you looking for? Looking for breakfast? I''ll give you a big meal first. My grandson is sweeping snow outside. I''ll eat with him when he comes back. " It can be seen that the old man likes fan zhe very much.


    Mrs. Fan said that. How could Josh be so kind as to eat by himself and let the old man watch? He could only wait for fan Zhe.


    Fortunately, before long, fan zhe came in with a cold breath.


    "Come to the fireplace and bake the fire first." Old lady fan took fan Zhe''s hand and pulled him to the fireplace. "Why are your hands so cold? Don''t catch a cold."


    When it comes to colds, Josh suddenly feels that he is no longer as heavy as he was last night. Is fan Zhe''s method really effective?


    Josh shook his head. No matter how effective it was, it was a shame.


    "The snow has stopped, but the road is closed. I just called my private helicopter to come here. Grandma, it''s really inconvenient here. You can come back to the city with me later." Fan zhe suggested.


    Josh ran to the window and looked out on the windowsill.


    The heavy snow in the woods is different from that in the city.


    No matter how heavy the snow is in the city, you can see the outline of high-rise buildings. The endless flow of cars on the road will never stop.


    And here is a snowy world, peaceful, quiet and beautiful.


    "I don''t know what happened to those stray animals." Josh subconsciously said to himself, thinking of the little orange cat, such a thick snow, the cat can step on top.


    "The child knows what I''m thinking. I''m just worried about the cats. I''ll go to the cabin later. I''ve lived here for more than ten years since your grandfather and father died. I haven''t seen such heavy snow yet." Mrs. fan looked anxiously at the direction of the cabin."I''ll send someone to take care of those cats. It''s five or six miles from the nearest village. Grandma, I really don''t trust that you are here alone." Fan zhe wants to persuade Mrs. fan.


    "There''s nothing to worry about me. I''m healthy. You see, my house is modern. I don''t need anything. I''ll be fine." Mrs. fan waved her hand and didn''t care.


    "Grandma, I''ll go with you." Josh volunteered.


    "You''re the best. Come on, have dinner." Mrs. fan took Josh to the table.


    Fan Zhe''s eyes swept over Josh, who knew that he was going to accompany his grandmother to the cabin.


    I''m not afraid of her. When Mrs. fan doesn''t notice, Josh makes a face at fan Zhe. Anyway, there''s his grandmother. Fan zhe doesn''t dare to make mistakes. Josh is deliberately angry with him. What''s the matter.


    In addition to porridge, Mrs. fan also made sugar packets and pickles for breakfast. Although they were very simple, they were all steaming hot. In the cold winter morning, Josh felt that they were more delicious than delicacies.


    As she was eating, Josh felt that someone was kicking her foot under the table. No need to ask, it must be fan Zhe. This guy began to retaliate.


    As if nothing had happened, Josh moved his foot to one side.


    Fan zhe kicks her again. Although she is kicking under the table, fan Zhe is still on the table. Having such a simple breakfast gives people the elegant feeling of European aristocracy.


    Josh dodged for several times, but fan zhe refused to let her go. He was kicking her all the time. Although the kicking didn''t hurt, it just made people unable to eat peacefully.


    The clay figurine has three points of air. Josh can''t bear it. Kick it back.


    I didn''t expect that I almost fell off the chair when I kicked it empty.


    "What''s the matter with you, child? Is there something wrong? It''s not safe to sit. " Asked Mrs. fan with concern.


    "Grandma, I''m fine. You made the breakfast. It''s so delicious. I''m on cloud nine." Josh hastened to explain, but after saying it, he felt very uncomfortable. What''s the meaning of being on cloud nine? How can it be like smoking a lot?


    "If you like, eat more." Fan zhe puts a big sugar bag in front of Josh.


    It seems that fan Zhe is kind-hearted, but only from the perspective of Josh can we see the schadenfreude in his eyes.


    In fact, Josh is almost full, but fan zhe can''t help but eat the candy bag she gave her. Who told her that breakfast was delicious just now? If she didn''t eat it, it would be a lie just now.


    It''s a drop in the bucket.


    He can''t be proud.


    When Mrs. fan''s attention is not in Josh''s place, and she continues to eat breakfast, Josh takes a deep breath, looks at the position of fan zhe on the table, and calculates where his feet should be under the table.


    Hum, this time, Josh didn''t kick him and stepped on him.


    "Ouch." All of a sudden, Josh''s face crumpled.


    Meow, I calculated the position clearly. When she stretched out her foot, I could still feel that fan Zhe''s foot didn''t move. But when she stepped on it, fan zhe dodged again. It was a temptation.


    "Are you all right?" Fan zhe asked as if he were a good man.


    "Let me see what''s wrong." This time, even Mrs. fan could see that Josh was not good. She pulled Josh up to check her.


    Josh''s ankle hurt, he couldn''t stand still, and he showed his teeth.


    "It''s a sprained ankle, ah Zhe. Don''t you know how to massage and set bones? You have a look. " Mrs. fan asked Josh to sit on the sofa and asked fan Zhe to come over. She made way for them. She still murmured, "how can you have a good meal and sprain your ankle?"


    Josh, what else can you do? It''s all your grandson.


    Fan zhe came to the sofa and took a serious look at Josh''s ankle, which was swollen and dislocated.


    "You are such a stupid woman that you can dislocate yourself." Fan zhe just turned his back to Mrs. fan and lowered his voice, which only Josh could hear.


    But Josh can''t beat fan Zhe, because she is facing Mrs. fan head-on. The old man is looking at her with concern. Whenever she has a little action, she will be seen clearly by the old man.


    Alas, I can only bear it. I can''t beat my grandson in front of the old man. It''s strange that the old lady doesn''t beat her.


    But fan zhe refused to give up.


    "Sit down and don''t move. I''ll check the position of the bones." Fan zhe said seriously, but his eyes were full of teasing when he looked at Josh.


    Josh didn''t know what Fan zhe was going to do. He was so nervous that he clenched his fists tightly.


    "Kid, don''t be nervous. Relax. My grandson is very skilled. I have a backache. Ah zhe helps me massage. It''s very comfortable after massage." Mrs. fan thought that Josh was afraid of pain and kindly enlightened her.


    "Grandma, I''m fine. Don''t worry." Josh cried and said, meow, I''m nervous because your grandson helped me set my bones.


    Fan Zhe''s hand was at Josh''s ankle, but somehow it got to her foot.


    The soul is scratching her feet. To my death, Josh is the most ticklish.Ankle pain, itchy feet, in front of Mrs. fan can not laugh out, comparable to torture, Josh not to mention more uncomfortable, endure face almost cramped


    "what do you want?" When Josh saw that Mrs. fan turned around to get something, she asked in a low voice, gnashing her teeth and staring at fan Zhe