Old lady Xia asked, "listen to the wind, are you and Qingsi in your pile?"

The old man echoed: "I look like it."

Yue listened to the wind scratching his head and turned to look at the two snowmen standing there silently. This Like him and Qingsi? Except for wearing their clothes, it doesn't seem like it at all.

However, the two old people said that he didn't have to refute it. It's right to make them happy.

So Yue listened to Feng and said with a smile, "my grandparents have good eyes. When you say that, I look like them."

Although the snowman doesn't look like them, Yue Tingfeng looks at the little snowman twice. He is fat, round, white and tender. He looks silly and cute with a little red hat. He really looks like green silk.

Upstairs, Qingsi finally woke up. When she woke up, she saw that it was almost 8 o'clock. Even if she didn't eat, it would be too late to go to school at this point. She got out of bed in fright. She was still talking about why someone called him at this point.

In a hurry, she heard someone talking downstairs and Yue heard the wind. She stopped and ran to open the window. Then she saw the snow outside.

Qingsi was stunned at that time. She opened her mouth and looked outside, "wow It's snowing... "

A snow in winter can turn the world you used to be familiar with into another strange world, ice and snow, especially pure.

All of a sudden, something hit the half open window glass, and a few bits of snow slammed on the face.

Qingsi felt a chill on her face and looked down.

Below, a big and a small, two snowmen, obediently standing downstairs, in front of her window, see them, green silk surprise at that time cheered out: "what a beautiful Snowman..."

Hearing the wind, Yue raised his head and asked Qingsi, "do you like it?"

Qingsi nodded her head, her smile was bright and bright, and her innocent smile in her eyes was more beautiful than the winter snow.

Yue Tingfeng looks at Qingsi's smile and thinks that it's worth it to see her smile so happy.

As long as she can always show such a sincere smile, as long as she can always be so happy, no worries, he can do anything.

Qingsi happily looked at the two snowmen, lying on the window and asked, "listen to brother Feng, are you making all these?"

Yue Tingfeng nodded: "yes, I made the big one myself, and uncle you and I made the small one together."

He answered truthfully and said, "Qingsi, when you're ready, come down to play and have a look at your snowman."

"Well, I'll go down now."

There is no shadow in the window. Yue hears her voice. He laughs and shakes his head. This little girl!

Soon, Qingsi ran downstairs and circled around the snowman. From upstairs, it seemed that the snowman was not so big, but she found that the snowman was so big.

Even the little snowman is about her height.

Qingsi's clear laughter ran over the house. She ran around the snowman: "brother, grandparents, do you think this snowman is very like me?"

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I can't do it, I can't do it. I'll change two first. Recently, my biological clock has been failing. I'm sleepy at this point. I'll continue to write the remaining two. If I can write them, I'll send them. If I fall asleep again, I'll send them at dawn

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