"It's OK."

Xiaoguo was not humble at all. Upon hearing Zhuangzhuang's praise, she immediately agreed, which made Zhuangzhuang laugh.

In this way, the two continued to look for places to make snowmen, and during this period, snowmen of strange shapes came into being in the hands of mother and son.

In fact, it’s not just an ordinary round snowman. The mother and son made snowmen for the whole yard. Among them, the ordinary snowmen were only the two made at the beginning, and the rest were all their imaginations.

In the end, what they made was no longer called a snowman, but a snow sculpture.

During this period, Xiaoguo even made a set of all the main characters in SpongeBob SquarePants, even Mr. Krabs was enlarged in proportion.

However, the more they piled up, the more interested they became. At first they only piled up in the yard, and then gradually piled outside the door.

So the two of them built a snow lion on either side of the door to guard the house.

There's a lot of space outside, so the two of them can have a good meal together.

Just when the two were working hard on their own thing, Mrs. Yang happened to come out to pour out the charcoal ash and saw this strange phenomenon.

"Xiao Guo, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Yang wrapped her clothes tightly and slowly walked towards the two of them, not forgetting to observe the inexplicable things around the mother and son.

"Sister-in-law." Xiao Guo came back to his senses, looked at Sister-in-law Yang's probing eyes, and smiled a little embarrassedly. It was really a bit embarrassing for an adult to still like to play this.

"Hey, you're not afraid of the cold anymore?"

Looking at the red nose and face of the little jelly, and most importantly, the hands that were grabbing the snow, which were as red as if they were cooked, this was not the kind of person who had to wrap himself tightly when going out.

"It's not cold. You can feel it, it's warm." Xiao Guo wiped the snow water off his body and then reached out to the back of Yang Dasao's hand. "How is it?"

"Yeah, it's quite warm."

Mrs. Yang held her hand and squeezed it hard, looking surprised that her hands were still so hot after playing in the snow outside for so long.

"Don't worry, Zhuangzhuang and I are both feeling a little hot right now."

Xiaoguo raised her head towards Zhuangzhuang. Mrs. Yang looked over and Zhuangzhuang nodded to indicate that he was very hot.

"What are your mother and you doing?" Seeing that they were not cold, Mrs. Yang did not say anything else and changed the subject back to the pile of things.

Before Xiaoguo could say anything, Zhuangzhuang said, "Mom is taking me to build snowmen. There are more than these. There are many more in the yard."

Zhuangzhuang put down the snow in his hand and motioned Mrs. Yang to look towards the yard, but he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"Wow, that's true." Mrs. Yang looked out into the yard from the gate. Snowmen of all sizes and strange shapes were placed in every corner of the yard. Although the yard was full, it was interesting in a way.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Before Sister Yang could go in and take a closer look, Xiaohu called her. The reason was that Brother Yang saw that Sister Yang had been out for a long time and had not returned yet. He was worried that she might have accidentally slipped, so he was about to go out to check on her, but Xiaohu volunteered to run out to find her.

"Brother Xiaohu, come and see the snowmen." Zhuangzhuang was delighted when he saw Xiaohu. He grabbed him and walked into the yard, taking him to appreciate the snowmen from the beginning to the end. He told him the name of each snowman and carefully explained to him the origin of the name.

"Ah." Sister Yang came out of the yard and nudged Xiao Guo with her elbow. When she turned around, she said, "Your son has a good memory."

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoguo patted the snow off her hands with a bewildered look on her face. Since she didn't go in, she didn't understand what Mrs. Yang meant.

"Look, I'm explaining the snowman to Xiaohu. He remembers every name so clearly."

Mrs. Yang looked at her with envy, "Tell me, your son is really amazing. I wish he was my son."

After hearing this, Xiaoguo smiled and said modestly, "No way."

"Hey, no way~" Sister Yang imitated Xiaoguo's tone and said jokingly, "Then let's change, Xiaohu, change to something stronger."

"That's great." Xiao Guo smiled sincerely, "I'm so happy to have a little boy like this. I wake up with joy even when I sleep."

As soon as Xiaoguo said this, Mrs. Yang laughed, and the two of them looked at each other and laughed for a long time.

Xiaoguo looked at Zhuangzhuang in the yard and thought to himself that this precious baby could not be exchanged for mountains of gold and silver.

In the end, Sister Yang and Xiaohu were also attracted by the fun. After listening to Zhuangzhuang's vivid explanation, they were ready to make a move. In the end, not only did Brother Yang not wait for Sister Yang, but even Xiaohu, who had come out to look for someone, disappeared.

So, Xiaohua rushed out to take a look again, but in the end, Xiaohua didn't come back either, and even Yang Jia, who had gone out with her to exchange books, was nowhere to be seen.

Brother Yang couldn't stay any longer this time. Neither of them came back. Could there be a big bad wolf outside?

So he came out too, but what he saw was a pile of unknown objects at the door, large and small, arranged in rows, which was quite interesting.

After going around and around, I followed the footprints in the snow and arrived at Xiaoguo's house.

"Why are you all gathered here?"

Brother Yang was at a loss for words. He asked why there was no one here and it turned out that they were all playing here.

Each of them was guarding a snowman, building it according to their own ideas. When they heard the sound, they all looked up at the person coming.

Brother Yang was startled for a moment. He was suddenly stared at by six red faces. The visual impact was quite strong.

"Old Yang, come and build a snowman with us." Mrs. Yang wiped her nose and quickly called for him to join in.

"Come on, I'm already so old." Brother Yang waved his hands, looking embarrassed. Although this thing is really interesting, but...

"Oh my." Sister Yang clapped her hands, walked straight towards him, stretched out her hand and pulled him, "Alright, alright, hurry up and get together, sorry for being embarrassed."

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter. Although this thing looked a little childish, once you got the hang of it you soon discovered that it was truly addictive and you couldn't stop.

"Come on, brother." Yang Jia looked at him still hesitating and said to him. He also felt that it was not appropriate at first, but after a while he found it was really interesting.

Xiao Guo didn't say anything and continued to work on the snow in his hands, occasionally looking up at Brother Yang.

Brother Yang was hesitant at first, but after Sister Yang pulled him twice, he lowered himself and squatted down, took the snowball, and hesitantly rolled it a few times in the snow...

Soon, Brother Yang joined in, but he was not satisfied with building a snowman with Sister Yang, so he found a wide place to build his own snowman.

In a short while, several people had piled up a lot of garbage without realizing it. At first, they only piled it in front of the two houses, but later, no one knew who started piling outside. Several people followed each other and piled it up on the road without realizing it. Fortunately, the two families lived on the edge of the village and no one usually walked here, so it would not bother others and they just piled it without worrying.

During this time, several people noticed what was going on here. One of them found out and went home, bringing his whole family out to watch the excitement.

Isn't it just fun to watch? It all started with a child who went out to play in the snow and found a ghost outside, so he hurried home to find his mother. But when the family came out to take a look, they found that it was just a pile of snow. There were no ghosts there. There were just a few lunatics who didn't stay at home on a snowy day and went out to play in the snow with their noses running. Isn't this a lunatic?

There were some good-natured villagers who told everyone in the family to come out and see if the man was mentally ill.

A few people who were still busy making snowmen were frightened and turned into snowmen the moment they looked up. They stood there in a daze, looking at the villagers who had gathered around them unknowingly. They looked at each other awkwardly, not knowing what to do for a moment.