After Escaping Famine, Three-Year-Old Fu Bao Became Everyone’s Favorite

During the famine, a sack of grain was traded for a little girl. Everyone thought the family had lost their minds.

But ever since they adopted little Qingtian, it was as if their lives had be...

Chapter 334 You’ll Know How Powerful It Is When Something Happens to Your Family

The other four brothers found that their eldest brother was making a snowman with Qingtian, and they all ran over to help.

Unexpectedly, Ye Changzhao ran too fast and slipped and bumped into someone, not only smashing the snowball that Ye Changrui had just rolled for Qingtian, but also knocking off the "arm" of the snowman that had been built next to him in the morning.

Seeing this, the brothers hurried to see Qingtian, fearing that she would be angry or crying.

Ye Changrui quickly picked up the branches and put them back in, then used snow to repair the damaged parts and patted them firmly.

Before Ye Changzhao could even get up from the ground, he quickly said, "Qingtian, Third Brother didn't mean it. Please don't cry."

As he spoke, he took out a purse from his pocket and stuffed it into Qingtian's arms, saying, "I'll give you all of Third Brother's New Year's money, okay?"

Ye Changxue and Ye Changnian's eyes widened when they saw the purse.

Both of their purses were taken away by Mrs. Ye San, so why did Ye Changzhao still have New Year's money?

Before Qingtian could open her mouth to refuse, Ye Changxue took advantage of his long arms and grabbed the purse in his hands.

"Second brother, what are you doing? This is what I gave to Qingtian!" Ye Changzhao stood up and came over to grab it.

Ye Changxue turned his back to Ye Changzhao, opened his purse, and found that there were only a few copper coins in it. He felt relieved then, as it seemed that everyone was the same.

He tied the purse and stuffed it into Qingtian's arms, saying, "This is for you, Lao San. Just keep it."

"Brother, I don't want it. I also have New Year's money." Qingtian said, "I asked Mom to keep it for me!"

Ye Changxue was heartbroken when he heard this: "How could you take the initiative to give your New Year's money to an adult? Can't you keep it for yourself to buy something you want?"

Qingtian said in confusion, "If I want to buy something, I can just tell my parents!"

"What's the point of saying it..." Ye Changxue said with a sad expression, "Before, I wanted to buy a tumbler, but my mother said, why buy a tumbler? Do you think I look like a tumbler?"

Ye Changzhao was obviously also reminded of sad memories by Ye Changxue's words.

"Yeah, I said I wanted to buy some sugar melon, but my mom said, 'You look like a sugar melon, why would you eat it?'"

"Huh?" Qingtian looked at his brothers in confusion, "But Mom and Dad always buy me whatever I want to eat!"

The five brothers were speechless. Isn't it true? Qingtian is the apple of their eye. Not to mention that she asked for it, they would rush to buy it for her even if she didn't ask!

Finally, Ye Changrui said, "Qingtian is the youngest and the younger sister, so it's normal for the grandparents to favor her. We are all grown-ups now, and we should focus on studying instead of just thinking about buying candy and toys like little kids."

The other four who didn’t like going to school were suddenly speechless.

Ye Changrui called out, "Since you're here, come and help Qingtian build a snowman!"

"I just came here to help!" Ye Changxue said, "It's all the fault of the third brother. He caused trouble as soon as he came here!"

Ye Changzhao quickly asked, "What kind of snowman do you want to build, Qingtian? Third brother will help you."

Qingtian opened his hands and gestured, "I want to build a snowman that's taller and bigger than this one."

"No problem!" The five brothers agreed in unison.

With everyone working together, a bigger snowman was soon built.

Ye Changrui picked up Qingtian so that she could decorate the snowman.

Ye Changxue went to find two forked branches and inserted them on both sides of the snowman's body.

Ye Changfeng quietly went to the eaves and got some dried vegetable leaves to make hair for the snowman.

As for Ye Changzhao, he had put in the most effort in making the snowman just now. Now he ran back to the house and donated his scarf to wrap around the snowman's neck.

Looking at the two snowmen standing side by side, Qingtian finally smiled sweetly and ran to the kitchen to find Boss Ye.

Boss Ye was chopping meat when his daughter pulled him over. He had to quickly put down the kitchen knife and follow her out.

"Dad, look, this is a snowman I built for you!" Qingtian pulled Boss Ye and added, "My brothers helped me build it!"

Boss Ye couldn't hear anything else at this moment. He was so moved that his nose was aching.

He squatted down, raised his two greasy hands, and said, "My dear daughter, come here and let daddy hold you!"

Qingtian immediately threw herself into his arms.

"Dad, do you like it?"

"I like it! Of course I like it!" Boss Ye's voice was a little choked, and he tried hard not to cry in front of his daughter.

"Hurry up and go back to the house to warm up. Don't play outside all the time." Boss Ye stood up and sent the children back to the house. Then he wiped the corners of his slightly moist eyes with his sleeves.

"Where did this guy go before he finished chopping the human meat?" Mrs. Ye muttered as she came out of the kitchen to look for Boss Ye. She ran into Boss Ye standing in the yard, wiping his tears. "What's wrong with you? Did you burst your eye? Come here, let me take a look!"

Mrs. Ye walked over as she spoke, and Mr. Ye immediately showed off, "Look, this is the snowman my daughter made for me."

Boss Ye simply ignored the contributions of his five nephews and put all the credit on his daughter.

The couple stood side by side, looking at the snowmen who were also standing shoulder to shoulder, and for a moment they felt very emotional.

"Who would have thought that after escaping famine, we could live such a good life!"

"Who said it wasn't!" Boss Ye said, putting his arm around his wife's shoulders.

"Ah—" Mrs. Ye's scream broke the warmth in the yard, "Ye Qingchen, take your greasy hands away! This is my new dress!"

Fortunately, Boss Ye's hand had not yet pressed firmly, and the oil had not been rubbed onto Mrs. Ye's new clothes, so she luckily escaped a scolding.

The couple returned to the kitchen to continue working.

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