Hearing Xiao Liuliu's voice, Nian Xiaomu thought that Yu Yuehan had returned, so she turned her head in fright.
In the end, it was discovered that she pinched a "father" with snow.
Xiao Liuliu was making a snowman for the first time.
Little hands are a little clumsy.
Knead the snow into a round ball, then poke two eyes, and you will be a "father".
I put it aside happily, and started to grab a snowball again, pinching "Mom".
Nian Xiaomu looked at the horrible "father", and couldn't bear to look at the "mother" she was pinching.
But the little girl was very happy pinching herself, while rubbing the snow ball vigorously, humming a song in her little mouth.
Finally, I happily put the second snowman I pinched next to the previous one, "Beautiful mother is the most beautiful!"
"..."
Nian Xiaomu glanced expectantly, and found that compared to Yu Yuehan's, hers was indeed better.
At least in addition to poking her two eyes, Xiao Liuliu also poked her mouth.
Spicy eyes!
Nian Xiaomu turned her head silently, and asked herself deeply, what could be wrong? Why do you want to die
Can't you go back to the living room and pile up the blocks
Can't draw
Even puzzles are good!
Why do you have to look at these appalling snowmen in this freezing yard...
But Xiao Liuliu was excited about making a snowman for the first time.
Nian Xiaomu felt in her heart that she owed her daughter, and naturally she would accompany her whenever she wanted to play.
Until the little girl got tired of pinching, she was finally willing to put down the snow ball and threw herself into her arms.
Nian Xiaomu immediately hugged her up as if he was relieved, and was about to leave.
I can't wait to see these "snowmen"...
But before she could take a step, Xiao Liuliu was already grabbing her anxiously, "There's still 'papa' not taken away!"
"..."
The father in her mouth is the one she pinched, a snow ball with only two eyes.
Nian Xiaomu glanced back, pointed at Yu Yuehan's snowman, and told the housekeeper, "Bring in that snowman that Xiao Liuliu pinched, and put it in the refrigerator for her."
Just two steps forward, I heard Xiao Liuliu yelling anxiously at the housekeeper, "Grandpa housekeeper, there are 'beautiful mother' and 'Xiao Liuliu'!"
Nian Xiaomu: "..."! !
Nian Xiaomu carried her to the door of the living room, took off her gloves and hat, and shook the remaining snow on them.
Worried that she would catch a cold, he quickly ordered someone to cook a bowl of ginger soup for her.
Seeing that Xiao Liuliu's frozen red face returned to normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Take out her unfinished homework and continue to supervise her drawing.
It was getting dark outside.
The snow that stopped for a while began to fall again.
Yu Yuehan never came back, Nian Xiaomu tried to call him, but the phone rang, but no one answered.
What is he doing
Now that Nian Xiaomu knew that she was Xiao Liuliu's mother, what Wen Yadai said before was all lies.
Yu Yuehan received that phone call, what exactly did he say that made him go away for such a long time, and he never came back...
"Pretty mom, my hands are sore~"
Hearing Xiao Liuliu's voice, Nian Xiaomu quickly took her little hand, rubbed it for her, and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Liuliu, it's my mother, not a pretty mother."
Xiao Liuliu blinked her big eyes and tilted her head to look at her.
It seems that I don't understand, what is the difference between a beautiful mother and a mother.
Nian Xiaomu picked her up, with anticipation in her eyes, "Call me Mom!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a slender figure appeared at the door...