When An Wan came to the wheat field with Caihuan, there were indeed a lot of female dolls gathered.

Caihuan faced the scene in front of him very novelly.

In front of her was a very large open field, with nothing, as if it was a place for snowball fights and snowmen for everyone.

Excitedly took a few steps forward, and opened his mouth:

"Is this a place for snowball fights in the winter?"

An Wan looked at the little lady in the town beside her, who had never seen the market, and explained: "No, this land was originally used by the people in the village to dry the wheat when they were harvesting wheat, but it was idle in winter, and naturally became a holy place for the dolls in the village to have snowball fights." ”

As the two were talking, they went to see a small radish head approaching the two silently, and then a soft and glutinous voice came.

"Sister Wanyun, Sister Caihuan, are you also here to build a snowman?"

An Wan looked down and saw Nong Deng's eyes looking at her hazy, not too obvious.

If you're building a snowman, let me join.

An Wan frowned, his great idea for today sounded in his mind, and without the slightest hesitation, he pushed the little radish head to the body of the ring next to him:

"No, I don't pile it up, you go and play with your sister Caihuan."

As he spoke, he quickly got up and walked towards a very empty area where there were almost no children to play.

Nong Deng looked at An Wan, who left him mercilessly, and his mouth was about to cry, but when he saw it, Caihuan immediately paused and coaxed:

"Little girl, don't cry, Sister Wanwan is her own business, is it okay for Sister Caihuan to play with you?"

Caihuan's voice is very kind, the whole person is gentle and gentle, small. Take it when you see it. Radish, sucked the snot bubbles that were about to pop up, and the soft and glutinous opening:

"Okay."

......

The little radish head was done, and An Wan looked at the very open area and a large area of snow that had not been stepped on, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

After looking around, An Wan directly paused and vigorously turned the snow around him into a pile, and then began to roll in the snow after pinching it.

This clearing is very large, and with the heavy snow falling today, in a short time, An Wan has rolled the snowball in her hand almost as high as hers.

The snowball was placed in place, and An Wan concocted it in the same way, and then gathered a snow ball that was slightly smaller than the previous snow ball, and then threw it directly upwards, successfully stacking the two snow balls together.

Then she searched around again, found a large stone that reached her knees, and carried it directly in front of the snowman, and then stood on the stone as high as two snowballs, took out her dagger and began to carve it in earnest.

The little minister's hair stood up, but there were two strands of broken hair on his forehead.

Xiao Xianggong's eyebrows are not particularly thick, but they give people a very clean feeling.

Xiao Xianggong's nose is very high, and he feels that when he kisses her in the future, he will definitely bump into her.

Xiao Xianggong's face is very good-looking, the most beautiful she has ever seen.

An Wan carved vigorously, but at this moment, a soft and glutinous voice appeared.

"Wow! Is it Sister Wanyun? She's building a snowman so tall! Sister Wan Wan is amazing! ”

The soft and glutinous voice carries natural praise and admiration, and An Wan is very comfortable to listen to.

The hand holding the dagger began to carve more quickly, and An Wan felt that he would definitely be able to carve the best little man today!

"But...... What kind of snowman is Sister Wanyun building? What a heart! ”

The voice of doubt, with the child's peculiar innocence.

For the first time, An Wan felt that the younger brother of the Nongfeng family was really cute and tight.

Regardless of the others, she decided to look at this little doll so well this time, so it would be better to come down and explain it to him.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, An Wan put away the dagger in his hand, turned around and squatted down, intending to jump off the stone.

"Wow! I know, Sister An Wan carved the fierce beast that adults often talk about, Sister An Wan is too powerful, carved out the same as what adults say, especially this fierce and ruthless appearance. ”

An Wan's movement of jumping down paused, and even the little song he hummed just now because he was in a good mood lost his voice in an instant.

“…… Say what? ”

Even the words that came out were a little gnashing of teeth.

At this moment, the little radish head didn't notice the change in An Wan's tone at all, but felt that his praise was liked by An Wan, and he wanted to listen to his praise again.

The little boy immediately stepped forward, blinked his cute big eyes, and spoke in a glutinous voice very pleasingly:

"I praised Sister Wan Yun's New Year Beast Snowman statue, Wan Wan is really amazing, I like Sister Wan the most."

Next, An Wan couldn't hear what the little doll who was close to him was saying, but turned around and silently looked at the place where he had carved it carefully, his face turned from ugly to black like the bottom of a pot.

After a while, I saw her raise her hand and completely destroy the thing that she had carved just now.

Seeing that the huge snowman was unrecognizable, I clapped my hands and put the big stone back in its place, I looked at the little radish head with an unresponsive face and spoke:

"Did you have breakfast when you came out this morning?"

The little radish looked left and right with a weak heart, and a pair of black and dark eyes kept flickering because of the weakness of the heart.

"That'...... That one has been eaten. ”

An Wan didn't seem to see through it, but just bent down, took Nongdeng's hand, and said as he walked forward:

"Then Nonden told my sister what you ate in the morning?"

The little guy was not held by An Wan's hand, nervously picking at his clothes, and said slowly:

"Nongfeng's porridge in the morning and the pancakes he ate."

An Wan didn't blink his eyes, and said directly:

"Huh? I remember drinking rice porridge, could it be that I remembered it wrong? ”

Good guy, with hesitation in his eyes, hurriedly changed his words when he met Shang Anyun's suspicious gaze:

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, it's rice porridge, Nongden is rice porridge for dinner in the morning!"

The little guy glared and explained, as if he was afraid that An Wan would not believe it.

An Wan didn't bother to pay attention to him, just looked at Caihuan, who had been silently following the unborn next to him, and said, "Let's send him back first, and then we'll go back to eat." ”

Caihuan looked at the little radish head, and then nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the little radish head heard that he was going home, he was immediately unhappy, and opened his mouth to protest.

"Sister Wanwan, I've already had breakfast, I'm going to play snowman, I'm going to have a snowball fight."

An Wan was delicate and soft, without the slightest expression on her face, and after only looking at him, she spoke without the slightest hesitation:

"Well, I know, so I'm taking you back for lunch."