After all, there was a sound of laughter outside the window, and the children could not resist the temptation to make a snowman.

Reluctantly opened his eyes, the living room did not turn on the lights, only the weak light of the television, the voice was also very small.

As soon as she opened her eyes, it was uncle's abdomen.

Look up again, the man looks down at her.

When did she sleep on his leg? What a shame.

She struggled to get up and said, "isn't it snowing yet?"

The man coughed softly: "under, just under."

Open your eyes and tell lies. That's not true.

Miss quickly got up and rushed out: "ah? Why don't you call me up at once

Shen Zhaozheng quickly picked up her down jacket and a pair of gloves to catch up with the person who was about to open the door.

"It's cold outside. Do you want to freeze to death?"

After that, he dressed her in a down jacket, dressed her tightly, put on a hat, and then put on gloves.

"Uncle, you also wear down jacket."

"I'll just put on my coat."

Shen Zhaozheng, who is not afraid of cold, has never bought a down jacket.

They went out of the door and went downstairs. After a look, they turned to Shen Zhaozheng and said, "the snow is so thick. You said it was just under. You lied!"

Shen Zhaozheng coughed gently: "well, maybe I didn't pay attention to it."

In front of their building, there is a small square. The children are dressed like a ball and have fun in it.

Thinking about to join, Shen Zhaozheng pulled her: "see, only you an adult."

"I think I'm only three years old."

Then happily joined the children's lineup.

How could she not be excited when she had never seen such a solemn snow.

She stepped aside and began to make a snowman.

Shen Zhaozheng also went over and wanted to help her build a snowman as soon as possible, so as to lead her back to the house. It was too cold outside.

Thinking very seriously, the snowflakes flutter down behind her. Shen Zhaozheng stares at her while helping.

This girl, can be really easy to satisfy, like a child, but also with the snow, clean his mind.

I'm only three years old when I'm making a snowman.

Behind the small square, children are fighting, snowflakes are really easy to make people happy.

Pile to the back, care simply took off the gloves, Shen Zhaozheng worried: "will freeze to the hand."

Thinking about waving his hand: "the snowman is hard work. I'm full of blood."

With that, she put the snowman's head on her body, and then looked for branches and small stones as Snowman's eyes, nose and arms.

Then, he stepped back and studied his works carefully. Then, he turned around and put a hook around Shen Zhaozheng's neck: "uncle, this is my first snowman. Am I great?"

Shen Zhaozheng is a little dazed. He knew that Snowman could make her so happy. He had already brought her down.

He put his hand around her waist and looked at the people in front of him with a smile. For the first time, he knew that happiness was so simple.

"Well, great."

Thinking about and loosening his neck, Shen Zhaozheng is still nostalgic for her, she squats down again.

He squatted down beside her: "do you want another one?"

"I'll make a small one and take it back to the refrigerator. It's winter vacation. I'll take it home to show my mother."

Song ran: it's really a good baby for mom.