When I was a child, the winter in the countryside was very cold, and I could only bury my head in the bed and curl up, but today, the heated house is no longer cold, but at the moment I am still curled up and holding

When I was a child, the winter in the countryside was very cold, I could only bury my head in the bed and curl up my body, but today, the heated house is no longer cold, but at this moment I am still curled up, holding the quilt alone to heal, if there is stealth, I would be invisible for half a month! If it weren't for the elderly father, and the two children who had not yet grown up, I would like to disappear from now on, and I would have buried myself next to my mother. The rest, nothing more nostalgic! Such a life...