The first snow of the year arrived quietly on a still night.

Yan Xiao first heard a rustling sound hitting the window.

He wrapped the little one in the blanket, then got up to check if the doors and windows were closed tightly.

When the door was opened, the ground was covered with a blanket of white snow, and the salt particles had gradually turned into goose feathers and fell softly.

A cold draft blew straight in through the gap in the open door. Worried that cold air would come in, Yan Xiao quickly closed the doors and windows, replaced a coal briquette in the stove, and then returned to the bedroom.

The little girl is afraid of the cold, so there's a floor-standing air conditioner in her bedroom that she brought back this time, which is blowing hot air.

Every time Yan Xiao uses these technological products, he is amazed by the rapid development of the country's science and technology.

At the same time, he was curious about these things. If he wasn't worried about breaking his wife's things, he would have liked to take them apart and study them carefully.

I want to see if I can build one myself.

After all, any one of these things would cause a huge sensation if they were put on the market.

…

He set the air conditioner to 30 degrees Celsius before carefully lifting a corner of the blanket to get into bed. Once his body was warm, he leaned over and hugged the little girl who was sleeping soundly.

...

The next day, when Wen Qinghe got up and opened the door, she was startled by the cold wind.

Before she could even see clearly, the man lifted her inside with one hand to put on more clothes.

"Qingqing, you're not very healthy, you should wear more clothes when you go out..."

He then took it upon himself to put thermal underwear, a sweater, and a down jacket on her, and also made sure she wore a hat and scarf before putting her down.

Wen Qinghe, wrapped up like a bear: ...

Her arms and legs are so stiff, is it really that cold outside...?

She hadn't noticed it before, but when she reappeared at the door, all that Wen Qinghe saw was a vast expanse of white, a world draped in silver.

The snow was thick and deep, and Yan Xiao was sweeping it in the yard. The snow he swept was up to the man's calves.

Wen Qinghe rarely sees such heavy snow in modern times, and her small face is full of excitement.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of snow, and as soon as she touched the cool, gritty texture, the man took her hand.

"Sweetie~ Eat your food before you play."

"oh."

The truth was that the snow was too cold, and the little girl was frail, so he was always worried that the cold air would seep into her body and cause her to catch a chill.

…

After dinner, Yan Xiao took out the deer chair he had made for her earlier. The chair had wheels, and in Wen Qinghe's eyes, it was even cooler than a sled.

Sure enough, just as he expected, as soon as the little gadget was taken out, Wen Qinghe immediately forgot about her idea of ​​building a snowman.

Yan Xiao prepared some peanuts and melon seeds for Wen Qinghe and placed them in the drawer in front of the deer head.

Fearing she might be bored, I wrapped her up tightly and took her for a walk.

For a moment, the tall man was pushing the girl on the wooden cart, like a father with his child.

Surprisingly, the children who had initially been drawn out by the snow started chasing after the car after seeing the deer head that Wen Qinghe was sitting on.

Wen Qinghe was suddenly seized by a playful impulse.

Facing the children behind him,

Would you like to sit?

Several children nodded in unison.

But the next second, Wen Qinghe said, "But this is mine! My man made it for me. If you want it, go home and ask your parents to make it for you."

Two of them who understood have already gone home to find their parents.

The younger children realized they were being teased and immediately burst into tears.

Yan Xiao's eyelids twitched. He quickly carried the culprit back home, then dragged the conspicuous little thing along with him...

"Are you happy now?"

"Hehe, I'm so happy!"

Her greatest joy was built upon their suffering, which made her even happier!

The man beside her smiled, thinking, "My wife is so cute."

They didn't even consider how the parents of the children who cried all the way home should deal with it...