After the frost fell from the window, she was pleasantly surprised to see a big snowman standing in the yard, with a fat body, a round head, a straw hat, two branches in his hands, and a big smile on his face.

It must have been Meng Hetang who got up early in the morning to pile it up for her, Jiang Tang smiled, and his hand was frozen cold on the window.

After getting dressed and standing on the threshold to look at the snowman smiling at her in the yard, Jiang Tang felt the sweetness, which was the warmth that her parents and those brothers couldn't give.

Meng Hetang hugged the ginger candy from behind, rubbing his chin against her ear, his voice soft and smiling.

"You've been watching it for a long time, and you like it so much?"

Jiang Tang nodded vigorously, shaking his head a little dizzy.

"I like it."

"You have a cold?"

Meng Hetang heard that Jiang Tang's voice was wrong, so he quickly tried her forehead and found that it was really hot, so he pulled people into the house and closed the door.

"Sit there, I'll check your temperature."

Jiang Tang obediently collapsed on the sofa waiting for Meng Hetang's thermometer, and during this time she couldn't help but fall asleep.

Clip the thermometer under your armpit and cover it with a blanket.

"What about aunts and uncles? Why not at home? ”

"I'm on the set, and the market is open today."

"Brother Meng, did you build the snowman?"

Jiang Tang's smile was nasal, and Meng Hetang sat next to her with the medicine and water, glaring at her angrily.

"Yes, I don't pile it for you, who will pile it for you, you pile it yourself, pile yourself like this."

Although there was some complaint in her tone, Jiang Tang was not aggrieved but happy, and she reached out and pulled Meng Hetang's clothes.

"Brother Meng is so good to me."

Meng Hetang snorted noncommittally, and looked at the time when he almost took out the thermometer.

"38 degrees 6, ah ginger candy, that's what happens when you build your own snowman."

Throwing the thermometer Meng Hetang really wanted to beat someone, but looking at Jiang Tang's sick and aggrieved appearance, he really couldn't do it, okay, he usually couldn't do it, yes, he was a strict wife, what's wrong.

Scoop up the ginger candy and put her back on the kang and cover the quilt.

"Want something to eat? Is it okay to eat something to pad your stomach and then take medicine? ”

Touching Jiang Tang's hair in distress, he found that Jiang Tang's face was abnormally red, it must have burned in the morning, but he didn't notice it.

Jiang Tang's stomach was very empty, but his mind turned but he didn't have anything to eat, he shook his head with interest, there was no way, Meng Hetang got down the bowl of noodles, coaxed her to eat a little bite, and waited for the time to give her medicine again, so that she could sleep with peace of mind.

"Brother Meng."

Jiang Tang stretched out his little hand from the quilt and took Meng Hetang's hand.

"Huh?"

"I still want to build a snowman."

Meng Hetang laughed angrily, and the co-authorship was about to become an obsession.

"Okay, wait until you're ready, and then you'll be on the side to command, and I'll do it, okay?"

Ginger candy is coquettish.

"No, I can pile it myself."

"Okay, you pile it yourself, I won't interfere, go to sleep, you won't feel bad when you wake up."

Jiang Tang slept groggily all day, obviously very uncomfortable and sleepy, but she woke up from time to time, and her mind was a mess, she couldn't sleep with her eyes closed, and when Meng Hetang held Jiang Tang in his arms at night, he really felt that he was hugging a stove.

I was sick for several days, and Meng Hetang originally planned to go back in the next few days, but because of ginger candy, he had to ask for leave to change the plane ticket, and when ginger candy no longer had a fever, the two of them went back to Beijing.