At that moment, the child pointed at the cage and then toward the north.
Li Qiao thought for a bit, "After the Chinese New Year, when you go back to Beijing, do you want to take the rabbit with you?"
The child nodded once and babbled for a while, but the whole family couldn't understand.
In the evening, a movie was being shown in the village, and Qin Jin tucked the child into his arms and took them to sit in the front row.
The threshing field was surrounded by people.
It was the child's first time watching a movie, and those two exposed eyes were fixed on the screen the entire time, not even blinking once.
Li Qiao sighed, remembering that in the past her partner would embrace her, and she never felt cold.
Sitting alone today, she was so cold that her hands and feet were numb. No wonder her grandmother never went to the nearby villages' movie showings in winter—it really is very cold when you're alone.