Hearing her daughter's soft and cute voice, she stretched out her hand and made a stroke so big, Mo Qingshi was amused.

When Mo Xin returned to the house, she took off her coat like a dumpling.

Mo Tian ran over, took his sister's hand and sat down on the sofa.

Then he asked, "Sister, what did you do?"

Mo Xin told her to divert her grandfather's attention and help her brothers get in and out of school smoothly.

Mo Qian smiled: "My sister is amazing, if I go too, I will definitely be able to do better." ”

Mo Xin nodded: "Well, the little brother must have done better than me when he went." ”

"Virtue. Mo Ming sat down: "You are not as cute as Xinxin, and the grandfather who guards the door may not open the door for you." ”

When the third brother said this, Mo Tian was not happy: "Nonsense, I obviously look the same as my sister, and the old man must like it more when he sees two good-looking children." ”

"Pull it down, my sister is the most like me. ”

After Mo Ming finished speaking, he put Mo Xin's clothes on his body.

Mo Xin's good-looking little eyebrows furrowed, and she looked at Mo Ming and said, "Third brother, I don't want to wrap it in zongzi too hot." ”

Mo Ming scratched Xinxin's little nose: "Then why don't you go to build a snowman and have a snowball fight?" ”

When Mo Xin heard this, her eyes instantly lit up: "Go, of course go." ”

She stood up suddenly, asked the third brother to dress herself, and was about to go out.

Wen Yuxiang came over: "Put on gloves, otherwise your hands will be cold." ”

"Done. Mo Xin stretched out a pair of small soft hands, and Wen Yuxiang hurriedly put gloves on her daughter.

Mo Tian was afraid to wear gloves, so he walked along the wall.

When Wen Yuxiang took out another pair, Mo Tian immediately ran out.

"You came back with no gloves on. ”

"Mom, it's not good to wear gloves, that thing is only worn by girls. ”

As he spoke, the man had already run into the yard.

"If the little brother doesn't wear gloves, Xinxin won't play with the little brother. ”

Mo Tian stopped instantly, and then hurriedly ran back to the house and smiled at Wen Yuxiang: "Mom, I want to wear the same one as my sister." ”

Wen Yuxiang put on his gloves, and he couldn't wait to chase him out.

As soon as Mo Ming pulled Mo Xin out of the door, a snow ball was smashed in front of him.

He subconsciously stood in front of his sister, and the snow ball hit him.

Huzi, who threw the snow balls, scratched his head: "Brother Mo Ming, you come to play too!"

Mo Ming patted the snow on his clothes and nodded, "Build a snowman." ”

Then the children playing the snowball fight shouted for joy, "Let's build a snowman." ”

Then Mo Ming was followed by a bunch of children, who could go to a more spacious place to build a snowman.

Wang Dinghua and Mo Xin snowballed together, and the snowball got bigger and bigger after a while.

"Let's roll a big body that can be a snowman, and then a small one that can be a snowman's head. ”

"Hahaha......" Huzi laughed at them: "Your snowball is really a round ball." ”

Mo Qian stood in front of his sister when he heard it: "What do you know, the big round ball and the small round ball are a snowman when put together." ”

Huzi leaned over: "Then what is the one you made? People are not like people, animals are not like animals." ”

Mo Qian gave him a roll of his eyes: "You know what, I'm going to build a snowman as beautiful as my sister and give it to my sister." ”

Laughing, he looked at his sister seriously and then nodded: "My sister is like a ball, and she looks like a snowman." ”

Mo Xin: "......"

Want to punch someone, who is the ball and who is the ball?

Mo Tian didn't feel that he had said the wrong thing at all, and continued to build a snowman according to his sister's ball.