My sister's earnest advice, the two brothers Sangshu and Sanglin were seriously remembered. They are all fathers, not young boys who like to show off their stubbornness and adventure, so they will naturally not be confused and put themselves in danger, and they will definitely not go in the deep mountains.

After receiving the promise of the two brothers, Sang Ye felt a little relieved, and hurried into the kitchen with his two sisters-in-law to bake some white flour cakes for them. He then put a pack of jerky meat he had saved before and put it in a bag for them to bring it with them.

Carrying a heavy dry food bag, Sang Lin smiled helplessly: "If you bring so much food, you don't know that you think we are going to go into the mountains and forests for ten days and half a month."

Mang Shu also felt it was exaggerated and complained with his younger brother: "Even if you eat too much every meal, it's enough for us to eat for five or six days. It's really a burden to carry it on your back."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and leave. There are still people waiting for you outside to drink cold wind." Mu waved his hand impatiently and drove his two sons out: "I have worked hard to prepare food for you and I still dislike this and that. You can get it yourself next time."

"No, no, my mother, we were so flirting with her, we didn't dislike her." When the two brothers heard this, they quickly begged for mercy from their mother and apologized to their sister and wife. It would be better to let them cook their own food.

"Gogun, get out of here quickly, don't be in a bad mood in front of me." Mu pushed the two out like a fly, but waited for his two sons to really leave the house, and couldn't help but remind him: "Go and go early and come back early, don't worry the family."

This is not the first time that Mang Shu and Sang Lin has heard his mother say such things, but this time she still replied solemnly: "Don't worry, mom, we two will definitely come back in three days."

Mu nodded, stood at the door with his daughters and daughters and daughters-in-law, watching his two sons walk towards the village head.

Looking at the brothers' backs as they gradually drifted away, Mang Ye raised his head and looked at the sky covered with layers of clouds. Somehow he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go into the house. It's very cold." Mu tightened his cotton jacket tightly, said to Sang Ye and others, and walked into the house.

Sang Ye stretched out his slightly cool hand and patted his cheek, secretly warning himself not to think randomly. Finally, he looked at the direction where his brothers left, turned around and walked into the house with his mother and sister-in-law.

In the afternoon, the weather still did not clear up, the snow on the ground showed no signs of melting, and the temperature did not even change much. Obviously, the snow would fall again.

Sure enough, the next morning, there were again snowflakes in the air. The snowflakes were not big and less than half of their little fingers. They didn't seem to be dangerous, which made Murata, who was worried that his brother had not slept for most of the night, breathed a sigh of relief.

I was free and the snow was not heavy outside. After breakfast, Mangye called out all the children to build snowmen.

"Look at Brother Huan, this is the snowman head I pushed. Isn't it big?" Xiaoshan tried his best to pick up a big snowball that was three times larger than his head, and showed off to his cousin silly.

Huan'er glanced at the little brother, then looked at the big snowball he was holding and didn't say anything. She just took two steps to the side, revealing a larger snowball blocked by his little body.

"Wow, Brother Huan is so awesome. He pushed such a big snowball." Xiaoshan was not depressed, but threw away the snowball that had finally been lumped up without saying a word. He ran over excitedly to pick up the big snowball: "Oh, it's too heavy, I can't hold it. Brother Huan, come and help me."

Looking at the stupid little brother again, Huan'er's little face clearly showed disgust. But seeing that the little brother's face turned red, he forced himself to walk over and squat down and move a big snowball with the little brother.

How strong can the two little kids be? When the two brothers panted and moved the snowball to their mother and aunt, their faces were flushed like ripe fruits, and people could not wait to pounce on them and take a bite.

Sang Ye had seen it a long time ago and did not come forward to help. Until the two children worked together to lift the snowball in front of her, she praised with a smile: "You two are so awesome, we all know we have worked together!"

The two little kids don’t know the meaning of “cooperation” for the time being, but they can be heard that their mother is praising her, and a smile appeared on their faces.

“Grandma, that

There is still a lot of snow around, so let's push a bigger snowball." Xiaoshan said hello to his aunt excitedly, and pulled Huan'er, who was also excited, to continue pushing the second snowball.

Seeing this, several big mulberry fruits also brought the snowballs they pushed to present treasures to my aunt, so that they could choose the largest and roundest snowballs.

Pushing the snowball alone is too monotonous. Mangye simply proposes a snowman game to see which group of snowmans is the best. This proposal was unanimously agreed by the children who love to play.

After a round of fierce discussion and negotiation, Mang Ye finally brought the youngest Huan'er group, the two sisters of Mangguo and Mangju, and the two brothers of Xiaojiang and Xiaoshan.

The three groups will build snowmen at the same time. There is no specific time limit. Just build snowmen before dark to evaluate them. As for who will evaluate their snowmen, they will naturally stand under the eaves and watch the fun.

The Sang family's yard is not large, and a few children ran around to harm most of the snow. They felt that the trampled snow was not beautiful enough, so they opened the yard door and rushed outside to push the snowball.

After roughly pushing the snowman's model, the six people began to carefully craft their respective snowman models. In the evening, three snowmen of different sizes were erected in the yard of Sang's family.

The largest snowman was made of mulberry leaves, so the children piled up a small snowman about the same height as theirs according to the snowman she piled up. How to distinguish the height depends on the appearance of the snowman.

"Look at you, you are in your twenties, and you are still like a child of a few years old." Mu Shi, who was cooking in the kitchen, was pulled out by Sang Ye to vote for the three snowmen. Mu Shi smiled helplessly at her childish daughter.

"What's the point of being a twenty-year-old? One day I will become a grandma. As long as I have the strength, I can still build a snowman." Sang Ye said with a smile, not thinking that building a snowman had a conflict with age.

In her previous life, she was just as old as hers and had just walked out of the university. What happened to building a snowman?

Old Man Sang, who was also pulled out by his grandchildren, laughed wrinkles on his face when he heard this: "Xiao Ye is right. Seeing them struggling in the yard, I feel that I am young, but you, old woman, always yell that you are old."

"It's great. I know that your father and daughter have a good relationship. I'm a bad guy, right?" Mu glared at his wife in anger, very dissatisfied with his revealing her in front of the younger generations.

Sang honestly, he couldn't turn. At this moment, he heard that his wife was dissatisfied with him and didn't know how to ease. He said helplessly: "I said nothing wrong again."

Mu and Old Man Sang have been a blessing for half their lives, but they don’t know what kind of temperament he is. But they are still angry at this moment and turn their heads and are unhappy to talk to him.

The mulberry leaves, who had originally been enjoying it, quickly changed the topic and pointed to the three snowmen of different sizes in the yard and said, "Dad, mother, come and evaluate these three snowmen quickly, and select the best one. This evening, I will add fried eggs to the two people who piled out this snowmen."

Mu was still thinking about the dishes in the pot, but he didn't feel angry with his wife when he heard this. He carefully observed the three snowmen and pointed to the largest snowmen and said, "This pile is good. It looks as tall as a real person, with nose and eyes, and seems to be still smiling."

Just as Sang Ye and Huan'er smiled, Mu pointed to the youngest snowman and said, "This is also very good. It looks like a snowman child. It looks like someone frowning it."

"Grandma, it's me, it's me, this little snowman is made of me and Zaoer. We also gave it a name, Little Beauty." Sangguo pointed at the little snowman with Sang Zao's finger, and a proud smile appeared on her face.

The two sisters are just an angry snow child. Not only did they name the snow child, they also made up a small story to explain why the snow child is angry. In short, the little snowman is very interesting, and the short story is also interesting. This imagination alone is very rare.

"Okay, good, really good!" Mu touched the heads of his two granddaughters and praised them without hesitation. Others also praised the sisters for their spirituality, which made Sangguo and Sangju very happy.

However, Xiao Jiang and Xiao Shan were not happy, and Xiao Shan even grabbed her grandmother's hand and asked her to look at the snowman he and his brother: "Grandma, this is what I and my brother are building. Isn't it also very beautiful?"

Mu looked at his nose and his head

The hands made with branches are also snowmen of different lengths. The corners of their eyes are twitching and want to tell their grandson that this snowman is not good at all.

But children need to be coaxed, and the consequences of being honest are definitely not what adults want to see. So Mu nodded and said against his will: "This snowman looks very special, and grandma can't forget it even if she looks at it."

"Hehe, elder sister and second sister, you heard it, grandma praises my snowman for being special!" Xiaoshan looked at the two sisters proudly, showing off his childishly in his tone, and then said to his brother: "Brother, we have fried eggs to eat tonight!"

Xiaoshan was satisfied with the snowman he built with his own hands. Naturally, he couldn't imagine that grandma's words might have another meaning, that is, it's too ugly, so ugly that it can't be forgotten!

As the elder brother, Xiao Jiang is self-aware. In his eyes, his younger brother's performance is completely stupid! When he heard his younger brother's words, he couldn't bear to look at him and replied vaguely: "It's good that you're happy." If you don't have fried eggs later, don't cry, he won't coax them.

Considering Xiaoshan's emotions, after deciding that the snowman who was piled up by Sang Ye and Huan'er and his son won the first place and received the reward of two fried eggs, Xiaoshan was awarded the last place.

The last one is also the first, and there is no difference between the left and right hills, so I happily accepted the last one and also obtained two fried eggs.

Since the ugliest snowmen have received rewards, they naturally cannot put the most creative sisters of the mulberry fruit and mulberry dates aside, and they were directly awarded the "most creative snowmen" by Mangye, and they also received two fried eggs.

With this result, except for Xiao Jiang, everyone else was very satisfied with the six participating people. The eggs stored at home were in trouble, and six were missing at once.

You should know that in winter, the chickens at home almost never lay eggs, and the eggs they saved were left before the New Year. They prepared to let the hens hatch chickens if the weather was warmer. Six of them were missing at this time, but Mu felt very distressed and let them play in the future and not compete with eggs.

However, what Mu didn't know was that the six aunts and nephews who were fascinated by playing were about to continue the snowball fight tomorrow when they were building snowmen. Naturally, everyone liked to eat eggs that they were not able to eat every day.

That night, six people who had been playing wildly for the afternoon soaked in hot water and lay on the bed early with fatigue and fell into a sweet dream. They didn't know that it suddenly started to snow outside shortly after they fell asleep, swallowing the snowmen they piled in the yard bit by bit.

Sang Laoshi and Mu are old and are free during the day and do not do tiring work. The couple lie in the quilt and do not fall asleep immediately.

Mu's ears were relatively sensitive. When he heard the slight rustling sound on the roof, he said to his wife: "I'm afraid it's snowing again. It sounds quite small. I don't know how the eldest and second brothers and the others are doing."

Sang slept honestly on the outside of the bed. Hearing this, he put on a piece of clothes and got out of bed. When he walked to the window, he had just pushed the window open a crack and a few snowflakes floated in through the crack, and two fell directly on his face.

Sang shivered with cold touch, and he quickly closed the window and walked to the bed and said to his wife, "It's snowing, it's a bit heavy."

When Mu heard this, a bad premonition surged in his heart. She was so excited that she immediately sat up from the bed and looked at the window, as if she could see her two sons through the window: "Why are you getting older during the day? God, take a break, and you can get out when the children come back!"

Sang Laoshi, who was not very worried, began to feel heavy when he heard this, his heart began to become heavy, as if something big would happen. He quickly stopped his random thoughts and comforted his wife: "The eldest and the second child brought so much dry food and the cotton coats were also intact. It's nothing to be more snow. They will come back the afternoon of the afternoon. Don't worry."

Maybe Sang's honest words worked, maybe he believed that his two sons were sensible and would come back early when they knew the weather was wrong. Mu's panic became calmer, but his voice still changed a little: "I had known that the snow would not stop for a while, I should have persuaded them yesterday."

Sang Laoshi felt a little regretful. He didn't know what to say when he heard this, so he could only stay silently with his wife looking at the window.

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The two of them were silent for a long time until Sang Hushi's eyes could hardly open. He yawned and said to his wife, "Let's go to bed first. It's really not good to wait until dawn tomorrow. I will go to the mountain side with Jinzi and others to call everyone back."

Mu felt it was feasible and felt a little more at ease: "Then let's go to bed, let's talk about tomorrow's affairs."

"Bang bang bang open the door, uncle and aunt, open the door quickly, something big will happen, something big will happen!"

Just as the couple took off their clothes and lay down, a shocking knock on the door and shouted to their ears, and they were so shocked that they sat up from the bed.

Sang Ye and others who were already asleep were all awakened. When everyone panicked and put on their clothes and rushed into the yard, the gate of the yard was opened by Sang Hushi, who had stepped forward. He was covered in snow and his pale face, and Li Li knelt on the snow with a thud and cried bitterly: "Uncle, aunt, something happened to Dashu and Linzi!"

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