After seeing the snowman clearly, Li Shengyi finally understood what her father meant by the "big gamble".
Raising her hand to suppress the twitching corners of her eyes, she turned around and saw her father, who looked like he was about to laugh but couldn't. "Dad, laugh if you want to. Holding it in is not good for your health."
Qin Songmo could still hold back his laughter.
Hearing his little daughter's words, he could no longer hold back and put his fist to his lips, laughing softly.
He was born handsome, with skin as white as snow. When he smiled, his eyes curved, and they were even more beautiful than the orchids he planted with his own hands.
Li Shengyi's originally angry mood immediately dissipated a lot after seeing the smile on his face.
She walked to his side, grabbed the corner of his clothes with her small hand, then turned around and looked at Meng Jiuan who had a dazed look on his face.
"No, why isn't it pretty? This is so pretty, it's exactly like you!"
Meng Jiuan didn't understand why his future daughter was so disgusted with the snowman he built.
For the sake of this snowman, and in order to hear his future little daughter call him "Daddy" in person, he carefully planned the snowman he built this time.
Reaching out and touching the snowman's cheek, he pointed at the snowman's facial features and said, "How similar they are. They both have two eyes, a mouth, and two nostrils."
Hearing the laughter from above his head getting louder, Li Shengyi almost lifted the snowman's head and smashed it on Meng Jiuan's face.
After taking a deep breath, she whispered, "Why don't you say this snowman looks like you?"
"Not like it," Meng Jiuan retorted righteously.
As he spoke, he poked his fingers at the snowman's features, "This is how it looks like it."
Seeing the snowman's two eyes, one mouth and two nostrils being poked out, Li Shengyi suddenly raised his head and glanced at the people around him.
Qin Songmo seemed to notice her gaze and lowered his head to meet her eyes. "I told you a long time ago."
His eyes were smiling, and anyone else would have been drowned in his smiling black pupils.
Even Li Shengyi was surprised when he saw his smiling face.
[As expected of a paper man made with my iron will. Woohoo! He's so handsome, smart, rich, and powerful. Such a perfect man truly only exists among paper men!]
[As for Meng Jiuan, take note of this in your notebook. Points will be deducted, points will be deducted, points will be deducted!]
Meng Jiuan was still feeling complacent about his craftsmanship, which was rare in the world.
After hearing Li Shengyi's inner voice, it was like a bolt from the blue. He shook his wrist, and the snowball that served as the snowman's head rolled to the ground.
It just so happened that it fell face first onto the ground, making the already ugly snowman even worse.
His originally excited face now turned depressed. Meng Jiuan came to Li Shengyi and squatted down, wanting to reach out and grab her little hand, but then he remembered that his hands had just touched the snow, and his fingers were cold.
Then he silently withdrew his hand.
The corners of his lips curled down, and he said, "I may not be good at this, please don't be angry."
"Would you please come with me to the General's Mansion? There are many fun things in my mansion. I will give you my halberd to play with."
He couldn't help laughing after he finished speaking, "It doesn't seem appropriate."
The halberd was taller than him and weighed dozens of pounds, and could easily overwhelm a normal man.
Li Shengyi is still so young, let alone holding the halberd, he can't even stand when hugged.
"I want to stay in the mansion and not go out."
She ran to the other side of Qin Songmo and reached out to tug at his sleeve, "Dad, let's go back to the study."
Qin Songmo lowered his eyes and glanced at his friend who was squatting at his feet. After seeing the resentful look in his eyes, he curled the corners of his lips and agreed in a deep voice.
After the father and daughter turned around and left the back garden, Meng Jiuan returned to the snowman.
He grabbed a passing servant and saw him pointing at the newly built snowman's head with a fierce look on his face and asking the servant, "Tell me! Is the snowman I built good-looking?"
The servant seemed to be accustomed to such threats.
I also already knew that if this gentleman had any questions, I must never refute him openly.
The servant glanced at the snowman on the ground, then bowed and said, "General, if your snowman wasn't so ugly, it would be quite nice."
Meng Jiuan only knows what looks good and what doesn't.
This servant speaks in a roundabout way. What does he mean by if it's not so ugly, it's still quite beautiful?
Meng Jiuan stood there thinking for a while, until a cool breeze brushed his cheek, and he immediately raised his eyelids, "Hey, kid, what about me?"
The servant, already hunched over, bent even lower. "I dare not."
After all, this was a snowman that even Li Shengyi and Qin Songmo thought was ugly, so Meng Jiuan waved his hand and let him leave.
He drew out the soft sword at his waist, and the more he looked at the snowman in front of him, the more he disliked it.
In the end, he actually split the snowman vertically in half.
When Lu Xing ran to the back garden and prepared to carry the snowman back to Shuiyunju, she saw only snow blocks on the ground.
"Master Meng? Why did you chop the snowman? The young lady specifically instructed me to carefully carry the snowman back to Shuiyunju."
When Lu Xing's voice sounded behind him, Meng Jiuan had just finished practicing a set of sword techniques.
Hearing the voices behind him, he paused and looked down at the snowman at his feet that had long since lost its shape.
Turning back with a look of shock, he stammered, "What?"
"Young lady said that although this snowman is ugly, it is the first time that Lord Meng made it for you personally. It is fine to move it back to Shuiyunju."
"But now you are..."
Lu Xing frowned and pointed at the 'snowman' on the ground.
Seeing the expression on Meng Jiuan's face change from initial shock to heartache, and then watching him bend down to build the snowman again, Lu Xing, standing by, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
God knows her young lady didn't actually say that.
Her daughter said, "Moving the snowman back home will stimulate my appetite, allowing me to eat two less bowls of rice and lose weight."
If General Meng knew about this, he would probably be very sad.
Lu Xing squatted down beside the man and whispered, "Why not just forget it? It's winter now. Next time, General, just build a better-looking snowman for the young lady."
There was too little snow, and Meng Jiuan had just practiced a set of sword techniques, so the snow he used to build the snowman had already been trampled into a mess by him.
He tried hard to build the snowman again, but failed in the end.
The big man, who was over eight feet tall, stood up and found that the snowman was really beyond saving. He raised his head and looked at the green apricot in front of him.
"I failed your kindness, wuwuwuwu..."
At that time, Li Shengyi, who was sitting in the study, practicing calligraphy with Qin Songmo holding his hand, was also in tears.
She was wrong. She shouldn't have suggested going back to the study.
Why does she still have daily homework to complete even though she's transmigrated into a book? ! !
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