Wang Gang bent down, piled up the snow little by little, and then stepped on it with his feet. Go and pick up a ball of snow and put it on it.

His hands were red from the cold, but he was happy to do it.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?" A crisp voice sounded behind him.

Wang Gang turned around and saw a "fourteen or fifteen" year-old girl. With a white and pure face, crystal clear skin, and a red dress.

The eyebrows are slender and picturesque, and the eyes are sparkling like stars. There is a small mouth under the bridge of the small nose, the lips are thin, the corners of the mouth are slightly curved upward, and he looks at Wang Gang with a smile.

Wang Gang was also attracted by this charming smile, he couldn't imagine that Cardamom would be so good-looking, and when he grew up, he wouldn't bring disaster to the country and the people.

"I'm making a Snow White," Wang Gang said after a pause.

"What is Snow White?" The little girl bent over and stood beside Wang Gang, watching Wang Gang hug the snow little by little.

"Snow White is a snowman, haven't you ever built a snowman" Wang Gang glanced back at the little girl.

"No, I can't remember anything when I was very young, but when I grew up, my father always let me read and write." The little girl was a little sad.

"Then you can help me build a snowman together." As he spoke, he went to the distance to hug the snow ball.

The little girl smiled happily, and then helped to collect the snow on the ground in her hands.

The small snowdrifts grew taller and higher, and slowly there was the height of an adult woman.

Wang Gang rolled a round snowball and put it on it, found something again, and decorated it with the eyes of a snowman, and the little girl next to him also shouted with joy.

Clapping the little red hands that were frozen.

"Big brother, why doesn't Snow White have clothes?" The little girl bent over and looked at Wang Gang.

Wang Gang was still tidying up the snow on the snowman, and he was stunned when he heard the little girl's words.

"Uh... I don't have girls' clothes," Wang Gang scratched his head. He just wanted to build a snowman and go up there to find clothes for her to wear.

"Then you wait a minute," he said, running in the direction of the main room.

Wang Gang lives in the west wing of the courtyard, and the main house is lived by Zhang Qian's family.

After a while, Wang Gang saw the little girl running over with a woman.

It's the same shadow I saw last time in the county guard's mansion.

Zhang Qian's daughter, Zhang Yue'er.

Zhang Yue'er saw Wang Gang, her face turned red, her right hand pressed on her left hand, her legs were together and her knees were bent, and she bowed her head slightly and made a regular salute.

"Wang Taishou Jin'an"

Zhang Yue'er lightly opened her lips and said slowly.

"Sister Redsleeves is young and ignorant, and she collides with Taishou, and asks Wang Taishou to forgive me"

The red sleeves next to him were also startled when they heard this, and hurriedly bowed to the ground and made a big salute.

Wang Gang looked at the little girl who was kneeling on the ground in fright, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the little girl's hand and help him up.

The little girl's hands were cold, and Wang Gang instinctively held them in the palm of her hand and breathed hot.

The little girl only felt the warmth of her hands, a pair of white and tender little hands, let Wang Gang grasp them in the palm of her hand.

Wang Gang felt a pair of unkind eyes looking at him, and then felt a little offended, and let go of his hand in embarrassment.

The little girl blushed and hid behind Zhang Yue'er.

"That Yue'er's sister, it's all a family, you don't have to be polite," Wang Gang looked at Zhang Yue'er with a defensive face.

In fact, in Wang Gang's impression, isn't he a child when he is a teenager.

"Wang Taishou, there is a difference between men and women, please respect yourself." Zhang Yue'er said a word, and felt that her tone was a little heavy.

Wang Gang is so angry, why has this image become like this, this time I came to Jinyang to see the woman in front of me, but now it is like this.

"Sister Yue'er, I've always regarded her as a little sister" After speaking, he looked at the little girl hiding behind.

Suddenly something came to mind.

"What did you call her just now?"

Zhang Yue'er was stunned for a moment when she heard Wang Gang ask like this, and said truthfully.

"Sister Red Sleeves" then explained.

"She's an uncle's daughter"

Wang Gang was completely stunned, isn't the red sleeve Diao Chan, he didn't expect that he really saw Diao Chan, and he also pulled Diao Chan's little hand.

"The daughter of my uncle's family is also my sister, in the future, you two will call me brother, don't call me Wang Taishou again, outsiders have heard the joke."

Wang Gang hurriedly said righteously to relieve his embarrassment.

Zhang Yue'er also knew that Wang Gang was his father's student, so she should be called her junior sister, and it seemed that she was also called Sister Redsleeve.

"Yes, brother" said a blessing, this time it was a flat salute.

The etiquette system of the Han Dynasty is very clear, and Wang Gang also studied with Zhang Qian for half a year and also knew something.

The regular ceremony and the big gift are generally the rites that can only be performed with different identities, and this ritual does not need to be returned. Ordinary etiquette is a basic equality of status or a courtesy between colleagues, and it is a return gift.

Wang Gang folded his hands, bowed slightly, and returned a salute.

"Did you bring that red-sleeved sister's clothes?" Wang Gang looked at the little girl behind him.

The little girl hummed, stepped forward, and handed a woman's dress to Wang Gang.

Zhang Yue'er watched Wang Gang take the dress, her face turned red, this is the dress she wore, how could this little girl hand it to the man.

Wang Gang looked at the red dress in his hand, as if there was still a woman's body fragrance. Walk up to the snowman and put your clothes on top of the snowman.

But Wang Gang didn't wear this kind of Hanfu, so he didn't know the essentials, and he still couldn't put it on after a long time.

Zhang Yue'er's face was even more embarrassed, and she hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Brother, I'll come," he said, helping the snowman get dressed.

The snowman put on her clothes and stood there like a woman.

In addition, he was wearing Zhang Yue's clothes, which made Zhang Yue's face even redder.

You say you build a snowman in front of your house and put on my clothes, what do you want?

But now that it's like this, she has no choice but to run back to the room with her red sleeves with a flushed face.

Wang Gang looked at his masterpiece again, showing a lewd smile, and at this moment, Wang Yun walked into the courtyard.

Wang Gang hurriedly stepped forward to salute, which was the kind of junior salute where juniors see their elders.

"Wang Gang has seen his uncle"

Wang Yun saw Wang Gang meet with a junior courtesy, and also knew Wang Gang's attitude.

"Ziyi, you don't have to be so polite, your own family" said and stepped forward to grab Wang Gang's arm, looking very affectionate.

Wang Yun originally thought that it was his niece Zhang Yue'er standing next to him, and he just wanted to ask. If you look closely, it is a snowman, wearing Zhang Yue's dress.

Then he laughed and said.

"Ziyi still has such Yaxing, but," Wang Yun paused and said.

"It's just that although Yue'er is an adult, she has not yet married. If you behave like this, I'm afraid that my brother will mind."

Wang Gang looked at the snowman in Yue'er's dress and felt that something was wrong, and almost said, you brought it from your daughter, blame me.

"It's me Meng Lang, and I ask my uncle to say a few kind words" Wang Gang saluted again.

Wang Yun showed a smile I understand you, and pulled Wang Gang into the main room.

Wang Gang and Wang Yun's conversation, Zhang Qian also heard it in the room.

Walk out of the room to greet the two.

glanced at the snowman in the yard, and glared at Wang Gang with an unkind face.

The frustration is overflowing, as if to say, wait and clean up your little bunny