Only Feng Jiao knew in her heart that her laughter was to hide her caution and at a loss for the cat fairy.

When Ling Yuan found that the little chef was not angry, he was still very happy to tell Xing'er about the fun of building a snowman and playing snowball fights. While Ling Yuan was relieved, he felt a little entangled and dissatisfied.

Didn’t the little chef take the hug he just now to heart?

It would be fine if she just treated him like this. If she treats others, especially the annoying Xue Yan, too...

No, that kind of picture, just thinking about it makes me feel so angry!

"I really hope the snow can fall a little bigger and get it piled up earlier!" Xing'er said to Feng Jiao happily.

Looking at Feng Jiao and Xing'er standing in the yard chatting excitedly, Grandma Li also showed a sincere smile on her face.

Feng Jiao has always shown strength, intelligence and ability in front of everyone.

Only at this time did she look like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

It's really hard for this child who has both died and left his hometown.

She just hopes that this child will meet a beloved person who cherishes her one day, and she will really love her and protect her and spoil her for the rest of her life.

Two hours later, the snow was still falling outside.

There was already a lot of snow in the yard.

"Master, can we build snowmen and have snow fights now?" Xing'er asked excitedly.

"It's not possible now, the snow is still a bit thin. And... are you sure you want to play with snow first, don't have supper first? I'll prepare a mutton radish hot pot for everyone tonight!" Feng Jiao smiled.

"Then..." Xing'er was a little confused and decided to choose the delicious dishes cooked by her master.

The next morning, Xing'er was still sleeping when she suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the window outside.

"Xing'er, you're up! Aren't you going to build a snowman?" Feng Jiao asked with a smile.

"snowman!"

After hearing these two words, Xing'er, who was sleeping soundly, opened her eyes and her eyes shone. She even forgot to put on her clothes and shoes, and ran to the door of the room and opened the door for Feng Jiao.

Grandma Li was so shocked that she quickly pulled Xing'er's cotton coat from the side and put it on her: "Girl, put on your clothes and go out again. In this weather, it's cold outside and snow in the yard. If you get sick due to the cold, it's amazing!"

Xing'er smiled at Grandma Li embarrassedly and shouted outside: "Master, please wait a moment, and I'll put on my clothes and go out immediately!"

When Xing'er put on her clothes and opened the door, she saw that the outside had become a world covered in silver.

Feng Jiao had already held a snowball she made in her hand and was looking at Xing'er with a smile: "Come on, let's make the snowman before making breakfast!"

As she said, she placed the round snowball in her hand on the snow: "Look, putting the prepared snowball on the ground like this and rolling it into a big snowball can make the head and body of a snowman."

When Feng Jiao rolled the snowball around the snow, making the snowball much bigger. Xing'er immediately asked with her eyes lit up: "Is that so... how many snowballs are needed to be a snowman?"

"Let's get three. Let's make a snowman made of three snowballs, and then press the eyes and nose."
Chapter completed!