After a while, the four snowmen came back wet from the outside. The huge temperature difference between the inside and outside caused the four of them to smoke as soon as they entered the door.

"What's the matter with you?"

Jiao endure to smile, looking at their two silly dolls, a pair of just dug out of the snow.

"Ma Ma, I will never have a snowball fight with my little uncle again!"

The aggrieved group is about to pounce on Gillian's arms. Fortunately, Gu Qian's eyes are quick and his hands are quick. He first holds up the snow child.

"Look at you wet."

Gu Qian looks at his daughter with heartache, and stares at his younger brother in the next second.

"It's not my fault. I'm already guarding the regiment. Big brother, you see, I'm also miserable. "

Gu Qijue shuddered all over, and immediately sold him to his elder brother. Before he finished his words, he stretched out his hand and grasped his ear skillfully. Then a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"You're about to be a father, and you're like a bear baby!"

"Oh, it hurts, sister Cha, let go! Don't freeze you

Gu Qijue immediately changed her complexion. She tried to keep a distance while following sister Cha's strength. Otherwise, the cold on her body would freeze the pregnant summer tea.

"You don't mean to say that! Is there any sense of being a father? "

"Yes, yes! I'm going to change now. Sit down

Gu Qijue quickly point like rattle, summer tea this just helplessly let go of the hand.

"Well, take them to a hot bath and change to dry clothes."

A Jiao helplessly helped her forehead, reached out and took the group away from Gu Qian's hand. Gu Qian looked at the jiuche couple who were nestling together, and consciously picked up the other two snow children one by one.

At this time, Gu jiuci came back to God and looked around.

"Why didn't you see the morning? Don't you like snow best in the morning? Did you catch a cold? "

Just at this time, aunt Fu came down from the stairs with a letter.

"A CI, miss sichen left last night. I saw this letter in her room."

"What? Why didn't she tell me? Where is she going

Gu jiuci frowned slightly and quickly took the letter from Aunt Fu and opened it.

The letter is not long. Gu jiuci sighs slightly after reading it.

"It seems that she will go to him. Brother Che, do you think Vincent is still alive? Has he contacted you over the years? "

Huo Mingche shook his head.

"No

Gu jiuci's face darkened and he became more sad.

"Why are the feelings of morning and morning so bitter?"

"It's their choice. Maybe they'll enjoy it."

Huo Mingche looked at his wife's eyebrows of the Sichuan character, painfully took her waist, warm voice advised way.

"I hope this time, Chenchen can completely put it down."

Gu jiuci sighed and looked out of the window. The snow has stopped. Maybe winter will go and spring will come...

Little Theater 2: red envelope battle.

After the heavy snow, it will soon usher in a foreign Christmas. However, after a few discussions, they plan to spend a Chinese new year abroad. When the year of China is mentioned, the red envelope naturally becomes the top priority.

In the study on the second floor,

GU Qian and a Jiao are in trouble.

"Brother ah Qian, if you give children ordinary red envelopes, will it not be creative?"

A Jiao writes and draws on the book, and looks at Gu Qian in distress.

"How about giving the kids a few more presents? Looking for the latest processor every year, Tuan Tuan seems to like Issa very much? "