The snow had stopped at night and soon froze into frost.
Qianqian came to the place where the snowman was built in the courtyard, staring at the large ice edge on the ground in a daze.
"Qianqian." Ouyang called her.
It was very cold today, and in just a few minutes, her face was flushed red from the cold.
Qianqian half raised her head, Mao'er's eyes were full of grievance and helplessness, Ouyang's heart skipped a beat, thinking she was being bullied by someone.
"What's wrong with you?" Ouyang bent down and asked her carefully.
Qianqian's eyelashes trembled, and her expression was downcast: "...the snowman is dead."
Ouyang was slightly taken aback.
"They're all dead. That's, brother Ouyang and I piled them together..."
Qianqian bulged her cheeks, trying to hide the discomfort in her heart, but in the next second, tears were hanging on her long black eyelashes.
Ouyang was suffocating, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, "Qianqian doesn't cry, the snowman is not dead, I will make you as many snowmen as you want, okay?"
"Yes, but..."
"It doesn't matter." Ouyang held up her chubby little face, "I will be with you from now on. We will build a snowman together in winter and fish for goldfish together in summer. This snowman is gone, and there will be another snowman. Only I am here, and the snowman will be gone." It will die, now let's make another one, shall we?"
Qianqian nodded emphatically, then frowned embarrassingly: "But... the snow is frozen together~"
Ouyang: "..."
Ouyang had an idea, and immediately had an idea: "It's okay, let's make one with flour!"
Hearing it shallowly, he was a little confused: "Can flour and snow be the same?"
Ouyang has a serious expression: "They are all white, rounded up the same."
After listening to Qianqian, her eyes lit up, and the two walked towards the kitchen hand in hand.
After secretly stealing a small pot of flour behind the chef's back, the two ran upstairs to the children's room, mixed water and began to make a snowman, and within a short time, their faces and bodies had become horrible.
Seeing the flour strewn all over the floor and the two kneaded dough figurines, Qianqian wiped her face indiscriminately: "Brother Ouyang, I don't want to play anymore."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Shall we go down and have a snack?"
"Okay." Ouyang readily agreed, "But you have to wash your face first, otherwise mom will be angry when she sees it."
Qianqian had no objection, and left the children's room with Ouyang.
They left on the front foot, Liang Shen came in looking for toys on the back foot, after a while of rummaging through the box, Liang Shen got his Spider-Man mask in the horn bump.
After dusting off the dust, Liang Shen happily put on the spider toy he had been thinking about. He coughed lightly and pointed his fingers to the sky: "Spider sensor, beep beep beep beep!"
Then.
Chaos not far away was discovered.
Liang Shen tilted his head, walked over curiously, reached out his hand to stir the basin randomly, found it was noodles, looked disgusted for a moment, and wiped his hand on the clean clothes indiscriminately.
"Lin Liangshen, what are you doing?"
... this voice.
Liang Shen's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look.
Jiang Tang folded her arms around her chest and leaned against the door frame. Her slender eyes swept him up and down, and then slightly behind Liang Shen. After she calmed down at the sticky batter, she looked at Liang Shen again.
Liang Shen raised his hands: "I didn't do it!"
"Huh?" Jiang Tang went over and tugged at his clothes in disgust, "Who did it?"
Before Liang Shen could speak, Jiang Tang said, "Ouyang."
Liang Shen nodded again and again: "Yes, Ouyang did it!"
"It's fine once or twice, kid. Why do you always want to blame Ouyang?" Jiang Tang took his ear and walked downstairs, "I won't give you color to see if you don't know."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
He just came here to find a mask, and he didn't know anything about what happened inside.
Jiang Tang dragged him downstairs to the corner, took another piece of his favorite mango pudding from the refrigerator and let him hold it, and looked down at him: "Face the wall and think for an hour, if you eat this pudding within this hour If so, then you will never be able to eat mango pudding again.”
Liang Shen raised his head in disbelief: "Huh?"
"Ah what?" Jiang Tang patted his Spider-Man mask, "Even if you are Spider-Man, you have to punish me, do you hear me?"
"..."
The situation here caught the attention of Ouyang and Qianqian. After noticing the two coming over, Liang Shen cast a look at Ouyang asking for help.
"Mom, what's wrong with brother?" Qian Qian asked curiously while eating a snack.
"Brother messes with food, Qianqian can't learn it." After giving Liang a deep look, Jiang Tang affectionately hugged her most beloved little girl.
After being stunned for a moment, Ouyang quickly came back to his senses, and pulled up Jiang Tang's sleeves: "That... I made the basin noodles."
"Okay." Jiang Tang made a stop gesture, "You don't have to argue for him, I understand."
Ouyang's small faces twisted together: "But... I did it."
Jiang Tang: "Ouyang."
Facing Jiang Tang, who obviously didn't believe it, Ouyang became a little anxious: "I really did it this time!"
It was an accident a few times before, but today it was intentional this time, it is absolutely true that he paid attention!
"Yes, yes, yes." Liang Shen, who was holding the pudding, hurriedly nodded in agreement, "He made it!"
Jiang Tang is not stupid, it's okay for Ouyang to help take the blame the past few times, but if he let it go this time, it will be unreasonable.
She stretched out her hand and poked Liang Shen: "Stand upright for me, don't pass the buck."
Liang Shen was dumbfounded: "I didn't shirk my responsibility, I just passed by, I..."
"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures!" Jiang Tang turned around, unwilling to even look at her youngest son.
Facing the stubborn Jiang Tang, Liang Shen couldn't argue with anything.
Ouyang stomped anxiously: "It's really me this time, I swear by my character in the first grade of junior high school!"
The first day of junior high school watching TV on the other side: ? ?
Jiang Tang was too lazy to listen to these children's nagging, so she covered her ears, turned her head and ran upstairs.
Looking at her leaving back, Liang Shen felt wronged and helpless!
He really didn't do it!
He was just passing by! ! ! !
Time flies, and it is New Years Eve.
Both Lin Suizhou and Jiang Tang received invitations from many TV stations, but thinking of the children, they refused resolutely and stayed at home to celebrate the new year with peace of mind.
The butler and the servants returned to their hometown a few days ago, and they were the only family left in the huge villa. Because of the large number of children, they did not seem calm. Because Lin Aiguo had just passed away not long ago, Jiang Tang did not put a pair on the door, nor did he specially dress up at home, everything was as it was.
On New Year's Eve, the family gathered in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The sketch was a bit boring, but Jiang Tang lacked interest, but Lin Suizhou watched it with gusto.
"Mom, when are we going to set off the fireworks?"
She glanced at the time: "It's not time yet."
"Can we put one in now?" Liang Shen looked at her eagerly.
Jiang Tang was unmoved: "No, wait another ten minutes before releasing."
Her answer received dissatisfied looks from several children.
Just after 0 o'clock, Liang Shen and Ouyang rushed into the courtyard first, followed by Qianqian on the first day of the lunar new year.
"You have a lot of fun." Jiang Tang said helplessly while putting on her clothes.
Lin Suizhou laughed lightly, and wrapped the scarf around her, "It's all like this, children."
"You don't see that in the first day of junior high school."
Even though she loves the brilliance of fireworks, she also knows the dangers of flammable materials. She always waits and sees from a distance and does not do it herself. Look at those two silly boys again, they were not afraid of the flying sparks at all, setting off small firecrackers crackling.
Outside the courtyard, fireworks burst into the night sky not far away, and various fireworks dotted the starry sky, which was unusually beautiful.
He lit two small fireworks and put one of them in Jiang Tang's hand.
The tiny sparks bloomed in the palm of her hand, and Jiang Tang was suddenly in a trance. Before she knew it, more than a year had passed, and the sound of the explosion seemed to be just yesterday. Looking at it today, she became the mother of six children.
"What are you thinking?"
A man's clear voice came from next to his ear, Jiang Tang raised his head and showed him a dazzling and charming smile: "Lin Suizhou, let's celebrate the New Year together from now on."
He froze for a moment, his brows were filled with tenderness.
"good."
The author has something to say: Liang Shen: No one loves anyone, a small cabbage in the field.