Rain and snow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the beginning of the day, there was a light snowfall, like silver drops of raindrops at the beginning of the day, and also like catkins and poplars.

The sky was getting gloomy and darker, and the snow was even bigger, as big as plum petals, like flying white butterflies.

The goose-feather-like crystal snowflakes shot into the entire Lunu City quickly, in pieces, covering the streets and alleys, pavilions and courtyards, like thousands of silver dragons passing through the sky, shaking off pieces of silver armor, and turning every grass and tree, pavilion and floor inside and outside the city into silver inlaid jade bricks. It is like the cotton wool of the sky, fluttering in the air, gilding the trees with silver and painting the city walls, making it more majestic and magnificent.

"Wow! It's snowing, it's a beautiful snow scene! Early in the morning, Ying'er was in the yard and exclaimed.

"Sister Ying'er...... Be quiet, Childe is still sleeping......"

"Sister, don't worry, Childe, he hasn't been able to sleep since he was a child, and now he is mostly lying in bed!" Ying'er's laughter like a yellow oriole was not suppressed, and she must have deliberately wanted Zhang Yu in the room to hear it.

"Ahem, you little girl, who said you have to get up when you wake up?"

Zhang Yu wrapped a gray fur collar with the same style as Mei Changsu, opened the door and walked out. Standing tall outside the room, it looks outstanding and outstanding in the pure snow.

The slender fingers picked up a crystal snowflake, stared at it and turned into a clear droplet of water at the fingertips, and then wiped it clean at the collar, leaving a faint coolness, which is the taste of winter.

The two girls looked a little stupid for a while, and it took a while to come back to their senses, and even Ying'er blushed and didn't say anything, let alone Han Yan, a cute girl.

The sky and the earth were white, and the courtyard was full of snow, enough to reach people's ankles. Ying'er and Han Yan, the two little girls, and a few maids whose names seemed to be Chunfang and Qiulan, were jumping and laughing happily in the snow, holding the snowflakes, and then letting go of them and letting them fall, which looked very interesting.

I have to say that the ancient entertainment methods are really scarce, although there is no technical content in building snowmen, it stands to reason that the ancients should know, but these girls don't seem to have this kind of skill.

"Come, everybody." Zhang Yu beckoned a few people to approach, "Today, young master, I will teach you how to build snowmen." ”

"Snowman?"

"Is it in the shape of a snowdrift adult?" The women wondered.

"It's very simple, make the snow balls and make them bigger little by little." As Zhang Yu did this, she instructed Han Yan to step forward and push the snowdrift that was close to her.

After a while, a large round snowball stood in the middle of the courtyard.

"Next, pile up a smaller one, which one is Chunfang?"

"Back to the young master! Chunfang is here. A crisp voice replied, Zhang Yu glanced at it, his appearance was mediocre, his figure was mediocre, and he smiled politely, "Go, bring a carrot." ”

"Back to the young master...... What is Carrot? ”

Could it be that carrots haven't been introduced yet? Zhang Yu didn't understand these details very well, and said: "Then take two brooms, and then find two small pieces of charcoal." ”

The mediocre Chunfang answered, and the rest of the girls did the same, and finished the second snowball that was a little smaller, and then covered it on the big snowball at the bottom.

After a short time, Zhang Yu waited for a broom and charcoal, inserted the broom into the big snowball, and the two arms were completed. Then the eyebrows, eyes and mouth were painted on the round face with charcoal, and a poor man's version of the snowman was freshly baked.

"Interesting! Qiu Ju never thought that this snowflake could still play like this! ”

"Of course, our young master is a great talent for pedantic heavens!"

"This snowman method is really good, so that our sisters can have a way to relieve boredom when they are bored on a snowy day."

Seeing that just such a simple game could fascinate them so much, Zhang Yu's heart burst into colorful bubbles - poker, backgammon, mahjong...... And so and so it is very good, very good.

"Let's compare and see who builds a snowman more likely!"

Dongmei's idea was unanimously supported, and the maids praised Zhang Yu while they couldn't help but move their hands and began to gather their own snowmen.

"Young master, how much do you have in your head—ah!"

As Ying'er was talking, she suddenly felt a sudden chill on her neck, and when she looked back, it was Zhang Yu pinching a small piece of snowball that was about to melt and looking at her with a smile.

"The young master hates it to death!" Ying'er, who felt that she was being bullied, smashed the snowball in her hand towards her beloved young master.

"Smack!" With a bang, the snowball hit Zhang Yu's chest.

"Ahh Zhang Yu screamed miserably and fell to the ground with his back to the sky.

"Young Master!"

"Childe, are you alright?" All the women gathered around and cared.

"It's okay......"

As he spoke, Zhang Yu picked up a large handful of white snow in both hands, and then threw it upwards, and a large snowflake fell and poured several people into white-haired witches.

While a few people were dazed and stunned on the ground, Zhang Yu threw the snow in his hand that had melted to the size of a fingernail into Han Yan's clothes, and then got up and ran.

Only then did everyone realize Zhang Yu's sinister intentions, and one by one they were filled with righteous indignation, as if they had been molested by others and suffered great grievances. Ying'er was still very serious, and once again gathered a small snowball and threw it towards Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu wanted to adopt guerrilla tactics, but he didn't expect that this would cause public anger, and sure enough, the woman was angry like a tiger, and the snowballs that flew for a while hit him and he couldn't parry, and he was frequently shot.

"Han Long, Han Long! Escort, escort! Zhang Yu exclaimed, and after a while, Han Long ran out with a sword, wearing only an undershirt on a cold day, and it seemed that he must have been exercising in the "gym" made by Zhang Yu just now.

"Swallows?! Son?! What are you ......" Looking at the two sides of the confrontation, Han Long was also a little confused.

"Throw away your guy's business to me, and raise a snowball to avenge my son!"

"Snowball?" Han Long was confused, and the girls wouldn't be polite to him.

"Smack!" A powerful snow cannon slammed into his forehead, followed by a cheer and laughter.

"How can this be reasonable, Childe looks at me!" Han Long was about to stretch out his arms and put a big one around as he spoke, but Zhang Yu hurriedly stopped him, joking, this guy will die if he doesn't make trouble in the past.

"The group is smaller, the group is loose, don't start, go!"

Snowball fights are also battles, and the courtyard is like a battlefield.

At noon, Zhang Shiping, who had been busy all morning, stepped into the courtyard and saw the maids lying on the ground panting exhaustedly, as if they had been struck by lightning.

"This...! What kind of system is it in such chaos?! ”

With an angry reprimand, the frightened servants in the courtyard quickly got up from the snow, lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

"Hey, let me sprinkle some wild in the snow, hey, let me be in-"

"Jade Nu'er! What are you doing here? ”

The strange singing voice that came from nowhere calmed Zhang Shiping's angry mood a little, but he still shouted.

"Ah...... Dad, are you back? ”

Zhang Yu ran over with a smile, "We're having a snowball fight." ”

"Snowball fights? It's good if you take a few Ying'er to play. The end of the year is approaching, and you can't play with the whole family doing things, and we can't pass this year-"

"Smack!"

Before Zhang Shiping's words fell, he was hit by a remote blow, and white snowflakes bloomed on his chest.

Slap in the face, it's a naked slap in the face!

Before he could get angry, he saw Liu Le, standing not far away looking at him, and Yu Mo, the personal maid next to him, said softly: "Madame's accuracy has improved a lot." ”

……

The presence fell into the embarrassment of being confused, as if a long time had passed-

"It's almost the New Year, so I can relax a little bit today, and I can't miss the right thing."

"Don't worry, Dad," Zhang Yu replied with a smile, "At the end of the year, every family is busy cleaning up their own homes to prepare for the New Year, who will have nothing to do to go to other people's houses-"

Zhang Yu was talking when he saw someone walking through the door. I looked at it again, but I couldn't help but freeze in place, and I couldn't speak for a while.

It's not one person, it's three.

Big ears.

Red-faced.

Black face.