On the twenty-eighth of the year, a light snow fell in Beijing. By the thirtieth, the snow had finally stopped, the sky was clear and blue, and the sunlight was warm and inviting. Just past noon, the Jiang Family began to lively prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.
Jiangjiang and Taotao were originally building a snowman in the yard, Jiang Chengsi glanced at the crooked snowman they built and went forward to help.
But ever since he joined, they inexplicably started a snowball fight.
Jiangjiang and Taotao were young and had small hands, so the snowballs they made were small and almost had no effect when they hit Jiang Chengsi, yet Jiang Chengsi played for real.
A huge snowball came flying over, the snow on the ground was soft, Jiangjiang wasn't stable, and as the snowball came at him, he intended to dodge, but—
He was directly knocked to the ground.
Jiang Yanting stood not far away, arms crossed, staring intently at Jiang Chengsi.
