Chapter 130： (1/2)
The snow stopped at night and soon froze into frost.
Slightly came to the snowman in the courtyard, staring at a large ice frost on the ground in a daze.
”Shallow.” Ouyang called her.
It was very cold today. In just a few minutes, she was cold and flushed.
Slightly raised his head, the cat's eyes were full of grievances and helplessness, Ouyang felt a chuckle in his heart, and suddenly thought she was bullied.
”What's wrong with you?” Ouyang bent down and asked her carefully.
Shallow lashes twitched, and his expression fell: ”... The snowman is dead.”
Ouyang was stunned.
”They are all dead. That was, it was me and Brother Ouyang ...”
He gently shook his cheeks, trying to cover up the discomfort in his heart, but the next second, tears hung on his long black eyelashes.
Ouyang choked with breath, and quickly reached out to hug her in his arms. ”Shallowly don't cry, the snowman hasn't died. How many snowmen do you want? I'll make them for you, OK?”
”But, but ...”
”It's okay.” Ouyang picked up her little round face, ”I will accompany you in the future, we will build a snowman together in winter, and fish goldfish together in summer. Will die, now let's make another one, OK? ”
Slightly nodded heavily, but frowned: ”But ... the snow is frozen together ~”
Ouyang: ”............”
As soon as Ouyang Lingji moved, he immediately had an idea: ”It doesn't matter, let's go and pile one with flour!”
When I heard it, I was confused. ”Can flour and snow be the same?”
Ouyang's expression was serious: ”It's all white, it's rounded up.”
After listening lightly, his eyes lit up, and the two walked hand in hand to the kitchen.
After stealing a small pot of flour from the chef, the two of them ran upstairs to the children's room and began to pinch the snowman with water and water. After a while, the two people's faces became miserable.
Looking at the flour and the two small face-shaped people who had been kneaded, they wiped their faces lightly: ”Brother Ouyang, I don't want to play.”
”Then what do you want to do?”
”Shall we go down for a snack?”
”Okay.” Ouyang responded happily. ”But you must wash your face first. Mother will be angry when she sees it.”
There was no objection, and she left the children's house with Ouyang.
They left the front foot, and Liang Shen came in to find toys. After turning the box over, Liang Shen got his Spider-Man mask in the horns.
Photographing the dust above, Liang Shenmeizi put on the spider toy that he missed. He coughed slightly and pointed his finger at the sky: ”Spider induction, Dudu Dudu--!”
then.
Found confusion not far away.
Liang Shen tilted his head and walked over curiously. After reaching out and stirring in the basin, he found that it was the noodles. His eyes were instantly disgusted, and he randomly wiped his hands on the clean clothes.
”Lin Liangshen, what are you doing?”
... this voice.
Liang Shen groaned, turning his head to look.
Jiang Tang put his hands around his chest and leaned against the door frame. Her slender eyes swept him up and down, and slightly behind Liang Shen. After she settled down on the sticky batter and looked back at Liang Shen.
Liang Shen raised his hands: ”I didn't do it!”
”Huh?” Jiang Tang passed, pulling his clothes in disgust, ”Who did it?”
Without waiting for Liang Shen to speak, Jiang Tang said: ”Ouyang.”
Liang Shen nodded again and again: ”Yes, Ouyang did it!”
”You guys don't even think about it twice, why do you always want to push the blame to Ouyang?” Jiang Tang took his ear and walked downstairs. ”I don't give you the color to see if you don't know.”
”Ahhh, my mother hurts!” Liang Shen frowned, staggering behind Jiang Tang, ”It's really not me who did it, oh, it's really not ...”
He just came over to find a mask and knew nothing about what happened inside.
Jiang Tang dragged him downstairs to the corner, took another piece of his favorite mango pudding from the refrigerator, and held him high, looking at him from the top: ”Mian Bi thought for an hour, if you eat this pudding within this hour You ca n’t eat mango pudding anymore. ”
Liang Shen looked up, unbelievable: ”Ah?”
”Ah, what?” Jiang Tang patted his Spider-Man mask. ”Even if you are Spider-Man, you will be fined. Do you hear me?”