"It's piled up, it seems that something is missing?" Wang Ding said.

Mo Xin thought about it and immediately said, "You wait, I'll go home and get it." ”

Then she went to the kitchen and got carrots, peppers, and charcoal.

He also took out his red hat: "Here it is, here it is." ”

Then give the carrot to the snowman for the nose, the pepper for the mouth, the black charcoal for the eyes, and then give his little red riding hood and red scarf to the snowman to wear.

"It's so pretty, Mo Tilt looks at your sister and Ding Hua's snowman. ”

Mo tilted his head and looked at his sister's pile, and then looked at his own.

I had no choice but to push the ugly snowman and said, "Forget it, I can't pile up my sister's balls." ”

Mo Tian became angry when he heard it: "Little brother, you scold me." ”

Mo Tian was surprised cutely: "I didn't!"

Mo Xin picked up the snow ball on the ground and smashed it at the little brother: "There is." ”

Mo Xin took the lead, and the people who were good with Mo Tian joined the battlefield.

Then there was the laughter of the children having snowball fights.

Nangong Jue stood on the balcony on the second floor and looked at her sister's small figure, her eyes unconsciously doting.

It wasn't until it was almost dark that the children went home.

Mo Xin waved goodbye to Wang Dinghua, and when she went home, she always felt cold behind her.

Mo Ming took her sister's hand, but Mo Xin stopped and looked back.

Mo Qian thought that his sister was watching him, so he ran two steps quickly.

Mo Xin didn't see anything, but it was strange that she always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching her!

"Sister, mom made sauce elbows, hurry up and go home and eat. ”

Mo Xin hummed, and when she came home, she found that her twin brother's things were gone.

Mo Qingshi hurriedly hugged her daughter over and rubbed her cool hands.

Mo Xin said, "Has my aunt moved away?"

Mo Qingshi nodded: "Well, moved away." ”

Mo Xin snorted: "Then can I go to the factory to play with my brother?"

"Yes, but you have to be with people. ”

"Good. Mo Xin smiled sweetly and agreed.

Mo Qingshi looked at the sweet smile on her daughter's face, and liked it very much.

This is his daughter, daughter!

After seeing it, who would dare to say that his Xinxin was a drag oil bottle, and that he was not Xinxin's father.

Mo Xin smiled, leaned close to her father's ear and said, "Dad, my little brother said that I am a ball today." ”

"What?" Mo Qingshi's face changed instantly.

Standing up directly, poor Mo Tian didn't know that he was on the verge of danger, and he was still nestled on the sofa to play games with the third brother.

"Mo Tian, you little king and eight calves come over to Lao Tzu. ”

This Hedong lion roared, and the game console in the frightened Mo Qian hand almost fell to the ground.

Mo Qian looked at his father who was glaring at him, touched his nose, what did he do?

"Stinky boy still look, why don't you hurry up?"

Mo Tian quickly stood up and walked slowly along the wall, standing in fright waiting for the judgment of fate.

Dad suddenly became powerful and attracted everyone's attention.

Mo Han came over and said, "Dad, my brother is still young and has done something wrong, so let's talk about it!"

Mo Ming said: "Dad, my brother has been playing with me today, and he has done nothing wrong!"

Zhang Xilin smiled: "Uncle Mo, you don't have to be angry for the child, it's not good to be angry." ”

Wu Chenxi said: "Uncle Mo, in fact, Mo Tian, this kid is quite well-behaved and won't cause trouble. ”

Mo Tian looked at everyone and helped him speak, and his heart suddenly became happy.

Mo Qingshi had already gone to get the stick, and he didn't listen to the dissuasion of others at all.

Nangong Jue frowned: "There must be a reason for beating a child?"