Chapter 452
"Where's my brother? Are you back?"
Song Yaoyao carried her schoolbag and rushed upstairs.
Uncle Zhang followed her worriedly, "Oh, Miss Song, why don't you use an umbrella? How long have you been out in the shower? Your hair is wet, so be careful not to catch a cold!"
"It's okay, it's okay! Uncle Zhang, don't worry~ I'm fine~"
"Sir is in the study right now, you should go back and take a hot bath first, don't catch a cold!"
In the entire Huo family, this little girl is the youngest. Uncle Zhang worries every day that she is full? Are you dressed warmly? Will she be hungry at school, and will anyone bully her?
He watched Song Yaoyao run away, sighed, and hurriedly ordered someone to prepare a warm-up soup for Song Yaoyao to drink later.
After a while, Song Yaoyao changed into a padded jacket, was fully armed with a hat and scarf, and came down again.
Uncle Zhang was taken aback, "Miss Song, are you still going out?"
"No! I want to go out and build a snowman!"
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and looked out.
The yard is huge, and the only thing that has been cleaned is the snow that just fell from the sky, a thin layer.
"Cough... make a snowman?"
Uncle Zhang couldn't help laughing. He served the grandparents of the Huo family for many years in this house. They were little adults when they were young, and they were very serious. He had never seen such a childlike activity like building a snowman.
"But it's cold outside!"
"So I added clothes~" Song Yaoyao's dimples sank, her eyes were clever and sly, "Uncle Zhang, I'm going to make a big brother!"
She was smug, asked Uncle Zhang for a small bucket and a shovel, and staggered away.
In the cold winter, the yard was brightly lit, and the lights fell on the snow, which seemed to be sparkling.
Song Yaoyao let out a sigh of relief, walked out the door, bypassed a path, and found a thick piece of snow in the small garden.
Huo Ningxi has been out early these days and returning late. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a bloated and petite figure, walking in the direction of the small garden under the heavy snow.
He pursed his lips and looked towards the wide open door.
The hall was empty, and he turned around, but instead of entering the house, he turned to the small garden.
Said to be a small garden, in fact, the area is not small.
There is a pavilion on the right, and a lot of green plants are planted on the left.
Small night lights are dotted on both sides of the stone path, one by one like small mushrooms shrunken in the snow, emitting a hazy light through the covered snow.
He stared at a string of small footprints on the ground, and hooked his lips silently.
Looking at the big one, it runs very fast.
In a blink of an eye, everyone was gone.
He walked forward along the footprints, went around the pavilion, and saw the figure of the little girl in the large open space in the distance.
In the vast snow, the little girl squatted on the ground with her back to him, and she didn't know what she was doing.
She wore a knitted hat and a fluffy ball on top of her head, dangling with the movement.
Huo Ningxi had been depressed for a few days, and it seemed that the sun was shining at this moment.
A slight smile appeared in his eyes, and he took a step towards Song Yaoyao.
The shoes made a creaking sound as they stepped on the snow, but Song Yaoyao, who was all thinking about building a snowman, didn't notice it at all.
Therefore, when someone suddenly spoke from behind, Song Yaoyao sat down in the snow in fright.
"Song Yaoyao, what are you doing here?"
"ah--"
Song Yaoyao wore a lot of clothes, and the thick snow completely drowned her shoe uppers. At this moment, she sat down on her buttocks. From Huoningxi's point of view, it seemed that most of her body had sunk.