It was Xiaoguo who came to his senses first. He awkwardly patted the snow off his hands, looked up at the sky, and realized it was getting late. He looked at the others and said, "It's getting late, shall we retreat?"

"Okay, let's go back to our own homes." Mrs. Yang quickly echoed.

"Let's go." Sister Yang pulled Xiaohu and Xiaohua, and pushed Old Yang who was still not satisfied, "Let's go."

Brother Yang reluctantly followed Yang Jia back home. He hadn’t piled enough yet…

"Zhuangzhuang, let's go back too."

Xiaoguo patted the snow off Zhuangzhuang's body, then took him home.

For a moment, the people who had just gathered around, the moment they left, all gathered around and carefully studied the standing object.

“It’s novel…”

"That's right, look how funny this is."

"This is even funnier, hahahaha."

"Mom, look at this, what is this, hahahaha."

"Look at this. Look at this."

"It's fun, mom, let's go back and try it."

"Okay, let's go!"

"Let's do it when we get back."

"Let's go home and do it this way."

"Come on, let's go home and get it."

"I'm going to get one when I get home."

"Me too, I want to get one of these, they look so good!"

"Let's go look for it and get an identical one when we get back."

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

For a while, people were looking for reference objects, studying them seriously, and preparing to go back and make one themselves.

–

Overnight, a lot of snowmen suddenly appeared in Taohua Village, with all kinds of strange shapes. When Xiaoguo came out and saw them, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

"Mom, look at what's piled up at his house." Zhuangzhuang pulled Xiaoguo, motioning her to look over there, then came over and whispered, "It's not as pretty as ours."

"Hush." ​​Xiaoguo blocked Zhuangzhuang's mouth, looked at the person over there, and let him go after finding that he didn't hear her. Zhuangzhuang had just regained his freedom and then stick out his tongue at Xiaoguo mischievously.

Xiao Guo smiled, turned to look at Mrs. Yang beside her, and asked curiously, "Why are there so many snowmen in the village suddenly?"

"It must be because the one we made yesterday looked great, so they followed suit." Mrs. Yang answered Xiaoguo's words. She didn't believe it when Xiaohu ran home and told her about it just now. But when she went out, she found it was true. People in the village had indeed started making snowmen.

"If you hadn't asked me to come out, I really wouldn't have known." Xiaoguo laughed a few times. She stayed at home with Zhuangzhuang every day and never went out of the house. How could she know that a snowman trend was blowing in the village? They had unknowingly led the trend.

"Haha, if Xiaohu didn't tell me, I wouldn't know." Mrs. Yang touched Xiaohu's head, making the little guy shy.

"Your little tiger is really strong." He doesn't get depressed even on a snowy day and still plays around. His physique is really good.

"It's snowing so hard that I have nowhere to play, and other people don't even want to go out."

Xiaohu said with a little melancholy that if the snow continued like this, he would have to stay at home in the future.

"That's good. You should calm down for a while."

Mrs. Yang was overjoyed. He was like a man with wings, flying around the village day by day, and would not stay still. She liked Zhuangzhuang's character. He would study when he had nothing to do and play in moderation. He was nothing like this wild child in her family.

Xiaohu snorted in dissatisfaction, "It's a boy's nature to love playing. My dad said that men should run and jump more, so that they can be strong."

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything. As soon as he mentioned his father, Mrs. Yang exploded, "You're still talking about your father! He only knows this. Why don't you learn to be strong? Look at him, he spends all day either studying or helping his mother with work. Look at you, every day..."

"You always criticize me, why don't you look at Zhuangzhuang's mother? Aunt Xiaoguo is pretty and cooks delicious food. And you always criticize me, she is gentle and kind, and speaks softly all day long. If she were my mother, I would stay with her every day..."

"You little bastard, are you looking for a beating? I am in this state because of you and your family. You are all disobedient and you still want to recognize someone else as your mother. Go ahead. From now on, my son will be strong..."

When Xiaohu heard this, his eyes turned red. "Okay! I'm happy. I'll go and be someone's son!"

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

"I'll go right away!"

Seeing the two of them talking more and more, Zhuangzhuang grabbed Xiaoguo tightly in confusion.

Xiao Guo first gave him a comforting look, then pulled the two of them together and quietly reminded Sister Yang, "Sister-in-law, she's still outside."

While reminding her, he comforted her.

When Mrs. Yang heard her words, she looked up and gasped. The villagers who had just been concentrating on making snowmen had suddenly looked up at this side. It was obvious that watching the excitement was more important to them than making snowmen.

"Let's go, sister-in-law, let's go around the village and take a look at the other snowmen." Xiaoguo saw the right opportunity, and he and Zhuangzhuang each pulled one snowman, and walked forward one after the other.

Mrs. Yang snorted heavily at Xiaohu, then left with Xiaoguo.

Not to be outdone, Xiaohu snorted loudly in response.

Seeing that the two were about to start quarreling again, Xiaoguo quickly asked Zhuangzhuang to take Xiaohu forward first, while she pulled Mrs. Yang and followed slowly behind.

After the few people left, there were still curious eyes following them. After they walked away, Xiaoguo turned away these eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the liveliness had indeed been integrated into the blood of the villagers of Taohua Village.

"Okay, sister-in-law, are you really angry?"

Xiaoguo bumped into her lightly and spoke in a joking tone.

"well……"

"Sister-in-law?" Xiao Guo saw that she was just sighing and not saying anything, so he touched her again.

"No..." Mrs. Yang chuckled, "Let's just get to the point..."

Looking at the little figure in front of her with her neck stretched out, she actually felt a little regretful.

"What? You regret it, don't you?" Xiaoguo guessed it by looking at her eyes. Which mother would not feel regretful and upset after yelling at her child? This is a common trait of mothers.

"Still laughing at me..." Mrs. Yang looked at Xiaoguo helplessly.

"No." Xiao Guo patted Mrs. Yang's shoulders a few times, "But to be honest, Xiao Hu was a little sad just now."

When Mrs. Yang heard this, her heart ached. Xiaohu was usually quite nervous. "Really?"

"Of course, didn't you see that her eyes were red just now?" Xiao Guo looked at Mrs. Yang and continued, "She cried a little later."

“………”Mrs. Yang regretted it so much that the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

"Hey sister-in-law, don't cry, don't cry."

Xiao Guo looked at Sister Yang at a loss. She originally wanted to let Sister Yang know that children's emotions are very sensitive, so sometimes one has to be careful with what they say. But who could have thought that Sister Yang was so fragile and burst into tears at the drop of a hat.

Xiaoguo wiped her tears and said, "Sister-in-law, stop crying. Xiaohu will see it when he turns around."

When Mrs. Yang heard Xiaohu, she immediately stopped crying and wiped her eyes hurriedly, "Tell me, why can't I control my temper?"

"Don't blame yourself..."

Xiaoguo didn't know how to comfort her, because looking at her reminded her of her own mother. She was young and ignorant at that time, and she talked back to her mother, and then they started arguing. After the argument, her father said that her mother was alone in the room wiping her tears in self-blame.

"No one can control their temper once they get angry. No one is wrong. Xiaohu is not feeling well because of you. Look, he has secretly turned his head to look at you several times."

When Mrs. Yang heard this, she raised her head and looked forward. Sure enough, Xiaohu kept looking back at her, and the self-blame in his eyes was almost flowing out with tears.

Thinking of this, she wanted to cry even more.