"Where's brother? Are you back?"
Song Yaoyao rushed upstairs with her schoolbag on her back.
Uncle Zhang worriedly followed her and nagged, "Oh, Miss Song, why don't you open an umbrella? How long have you been outside in the shower? Your hair is all wet, be careful not to catch a cold!"
"It's okay, it's okay! Uncle Zhang, don't worry~ I'm in good health~"
"Mister is in the study right now, you should go back and take a hot bath first, don't catch a cold!"
In the entire Huo family, this little girl is the youngest. Uncle Zhang is worried every day if she is full? Are you dressed warmly? Will she be hungry at school, and will anyone bully her.
He watched Song Yaoyao run away, sighed, and hurried to order someone to prepare warming soup for Song Yaoyao to drink later.
After a while, Song Yaoyao changed into a padded jacket, was fully armed with a hat and scarf, and came down again.
Uncle Zhang was taken aback, "Miss Song, do you want to go out?"
"No! I want to go out and make a snowman!"
Song Yaoyao bent her eyelids and looked outside.
The yard is huge, and this area has been cleaned up, leaving only a thin layer of snow that just fell from the sky.
"Cough... make a snowman?"
Uncle Zhang couldn't help laughing, he has served the grandparents of the Huo family in this house for many years, they have been adults since they were young, and they are extremely serious. He has never seen such a childlike activity as making a snowman.
"But it's cold outside!"
"That's why I added clothes~" Song Yaoyao's dimples were sunken, her eyes were bright and sly, "Uncle Zhang, I'm going to make a big brother!"
She was full of ambition, and asked Uncle Zhang for a small bucket and a shovel, and then walked out in a bouncing manner.
In the cold winter, the yard is brightly lit, and the lights fall on the snow, which seems to be crystal clear.
Song Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, went out and walked outside, detoured a small path, and found a thick snow in the small garden.
These days, Huo Ningxi leaves early and returns late. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a bloated and petite figure walking towards the small garden under the heavy snow.
He pursed his lips and looked towards the wide open door.
The hall was empty, he turned his footsteps, instead of entering the house, he turned to the small garden instead.
It is said to be a small garden, but it actually covers a large area.
On the right is a gazebo, and on the left there are many green plants.
Small night lights are dotted on both sides of the gravel path, one after another, like small mushrooms shrunk in the snow, emitting a hazy light through the covered snow.
He stared at the series of small footprints on the ground, and curled his lips silently.
It looks like it's a little bit big, but it runs very fast.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone.
He walked forward along the footprints, bypassed the gazebo, and saw the figure of the little girl in the large open space in the distance.
In a vast expanse of snow, the little girl squatted on the ground with her back facing him, not knowing what she was doing.
She was wearing a knitted hat with a fluffy ball on top of her head, which swayed as she moved.
Huo Ningxi's mood, which had been depressed for several days, seemed to shine into the sunshine at this moment.
There was a little smile in his eyes, and he walked towards Song Yaoyao.
The shoes creaked and creaked when they stepped on the snow, but Song Yaoyao, who was so focused on building a snowman, didn't notice it at all.
Therefore, when someone suddenly spoke from behind, Song Yaoyao was so frightened that she sat down in the snow.
"Song Yaoyao, what are you doing here?"
"ah-"
Song Yaoyao wore a lot of clothes, and the thick snow completely submerged her uppers. At this time, she sat down on her buttocks. From Huo Ningxi's perspective, it seemed that most of her body was sunk.