Jackets, scarves, hats, earmuffs, leather gloves......

Seryosha, who was wrapped in a rice dumpling, was very unhappy.

He looked up and tried to say something, but when he saw that his father was also dressed in an overcoat and leather gloves, he couldn't say anything.

Anna smiled as she watched the Russian blue-eyed furry bear father and son walk out of the house, she wrapped herself in a warm coat, a scarf and a hat.

In the back garden, Anna sits on a chair in the open verandah, with steaming black tea and milk on a white tabletop.

Karenin did not take Seryosha very far, right on the edge of the promenade.

Anna thought that she would see a scene of father and son having a snowball fight, just like a strict person like Karenin, who would be more lively if she could participate wholeheartedly, but the truth is that she is like admiring a quiet painting, two old Russian grandfathers are slowly building snowmen.

Karenin never did anything like this.

Of course he knew what a snowball fight was, and he knew that some civilian families would build snowmen in front of their homes, using buckets, carrots, sticks, etc., and he had studied it, but he never imagined that one day he would have to do it himself.

Standing in the thick snow of Russia, not to go to the government affairs hall, but to "play", he felt too strange.

Karenin's childhood was not such a pleasure, he lost his parents at an early age, he grew up in his uncle's house, neither the latter nor Karenin's eldest brother, who had died young, was not the kind of person who could have fun, and he never felt anything wrong with that.

He worked step by step, got married, had a son, and he did not encounter any difficult problems either as a husband or as a father, but even Karenin, who was obsessed with work, could find that Seryosha was not very interested.

"If you feel cold, you should go to the house to warm yourself, Seryosha." Karenin said.

"Oh."

His son nodded, and then, after another snowball, told him that he felt they could end it early.

"Thank you, father." Seryosha said politely that he subconsciously wanted to pat the snowflakes on his body, but found that after static play, it was something that did not need to be done.

"You're welcome, son." Karenin replied dryly that he really couldn't think of a better conversation, and Karenin, a high-ranking officer who was alert, could not imagine that one day he would not find a better word to make the conversation go in a good direction.

As Seryosha walked forward, Anna could clearly see that his face was a little puffed up.

She rolled her eyes, then got up with some regret and said goodbye to her comfortable seat.

At this moment, Seryosha, dressed like a small bear, suddenly fell after walking a few steps.

Karenin walked over and picked Seryosha up from the snow.

Seryosha's face was covered with snowflakes, his eyelashes were about to turn white, and his nose was red, half frozen, half uncomfortable and disappointed.

"Are you hurt? Seryosha. Karenin asked, wrinkling his eyebrows.

"I ......," Seryosha wanted to answer, but his mother walked up to him and wiped the snow from his face with warm hands.

"He's dressed too much, Alex, and believe me, if the land in the garden could talk, they would be accusatory." Anna made a joke.

"Come on, if you want to have a snowball fight, don't wear so much." Anna removed some unnecessary protective measures for Seryosha.

Karenin wanted to stop her: "Anna, I think it's necessary, know the wind chill ......"

"Don't be so strict, Alex."

Anna knew how well-behaved the man in front of her was, and it was obviously not a wise choice to argue with him, so she walked directly to the other party and forcibly removed Karenin's gloves.

Exposed to the cold air with bare hands, Karenin found it very unaccustomed.

Anna smiled and said: "Dear Alex, I have to be in a group with Seryosha, and from the point of view of fairness, I think it is quite reasonable. ”

Karenin suddenly discovered that his wife was a sophist who was very good at debating, and soon a handful of cold snow was shoved into his neck.

Karenin instantly came to his senses, but only saw the back of his wife running away quickly with Seryosha in her arms.

Anna couldn't help laughing when she looked at the man who was still a little shocked and stunned, and after she stuffed Seryosha, she quickly picked up another snowball, trying to do it again while Karenin was still unconscious, but when she threw it out, the man quickly dodged it.

Karenin was accustomed to dodging the enemy's open and hidden arrows on the political zhì, and it was an instinct of him to avoid risks, and throwing snowballs was probably counted in it.

He kept his body as low as he could.

Although Karenin almost never played a snowball fight and was a civil official, he knew that any battle was nothing more than six words - attack or dodge.

"Mom, you stuffed the snowball into Daddy's collar!" Seryosha said in shock.

"Unfortunately, only once." Anna joked.

Seryosha suddenly looked at his mother with a look of reverence.

"Come on, Seryosha, we need plenty of ammunition." Anna patted Seryosha's arm, and the latter responded happily, making a lot of "ammunition" with her fleshy hands.

Snow balls flutter in mid-air, intertwined into a silver thread.

Although Karenin was a novice, his strength should not be underestimated, and in the end their clothes were a little wet with snow, which was completely different from what Karenin had imagined before, but now no one cared about the wind and cold anymore.

Anna and Seryosha carefully observed the enemy situation ahead, but Karenin seemed to have made up his mind to hide, and only a hat could be seen.

This is perhaps a tactic.

If Anna couldn't help but feel like touching and sneaking up, maybe she would be hit by Karenin.

While Anna was hesitating, she suddenly felt a chill leaning over, and she turned sharply to see Karenin holding Seryosha in one hand and his mouth in the other.

"The hostage is in my hands, Anna."

Perhaps the government official was not speaking in a triumphant tone, but was simply stating the facts, but Anna felt that Karenin was absolutely very happy.

"Oh." She said, then took a sharp breath and stood up to shove a snowball in her hand into Karenin's collar.

"It's a foul." Karenin dodged in time, only a little snow rubbed against his neck, and he frowned.

"Until the last minute, who knows, Alex." Anna said innocently, then suddenly picked Seryosha back, and fled back to the house to the sound of Seryosha's giggles, leaving Karenin to clean the snow stains in the place.

Karenin looked at the messy back garden, and then at himself who was a little wet, and he wrung his eyebrows, a little puzzled how he could do this.

However, he picked up his and Seryosha's gloves and thought as he went: maybe there was a mysterious value in a snowball fight.

I washed my hands, changed into thick clothes, and drank a bowl of ginger soup.

This is the end of the first "fun" time between father and son.

Before dinner began, Karenin took the time to check Seryosha's French lessons, and Seryosha answered very well, which made him feel very satisfied, and, like a private who had stood crookedly, was finally in the right position, Karenin felt that the previous feeling of disobedience had finally been corrected, so he did not care so much about the previous incident.

What happened in the snow was classified as "unimportant" by Karenin, and then put it in the unimportant area of his mind, and he began to devote himself again to his affairs. And Seryosha, if it weren't for his mother's help, he would have blacklisted this matter directly in his mind.

Thankfully, Anna's arrival was timely.

"Madam, the young master hopes that you can come over for a while." After Anna took a shower, Yunina came over and said.

"I see."