Chapter 211

When the car arrived at the villa, a thick layer of snow had fallen on the ground.

The bodyguard opened the door.

Lin Jiangxia jumped out of the car with great interest. After all, such a heavy snow has not been seen for a long time.

Stepping on the snow, it makes a pleasant sound.

Good to hear or see the brother's voice, perhaps because the snow was too pleasant to see. When she jumped out of the car, she had already thrown away all those worries and turned around. She looked at the same fight, who was just getting off, said, "brother, let's make snowmen."

"Snowman?" Zhan beiheng's eyebrows showed a trace of confusion.

Perhaps he has never known the existence of that kind of thing since he was a child.

"Brother Zhan, haven't you ever made a snowman?" Lin Jiangxia was surprised, but then he was relieved.

The young master is afraid of falling in his hand and melting in his mouth. It is impossible for him to make any inexplicable snowman in the ice and snow!

That childhood is really full of regrets.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiangxia couldn't help but pull up Zhan beiheng's hand and said loudly, "come, brother Zhan, I'll teach you to make a snowman!"

Zhan beiheng looked confused, but he let her take him away.

The backyard of the villa is big enough, because it's just snowing, and the housekeeper Ji hasn't had time to organize servants to clean it.

This is the most suitable place to make a snowman!

The snow is still falling, but Lin Jiangxia's enthusiasm is high, as if he doesn't feel cold.

"Let's make a couple!" There were stars in her eyes.

"As long as you are happy, you can do anything." Zhan beiheng also seemed to be infected by Lin Jiangxia's emotion, and the corners of his mouth gently raised a faint smile.

"Brother Zhan, you do as I do. Together, we can soon make two snowmen!"

She said, squatting down and gathering a large mass of snow on the ground with her hands.

Zhan beiheng frowned slightly and did the same.

Housekeeper Ji rushed out when he heard the sound. He was frightened to see the two young people squatting on the ground and rowing with the snow on the ground. He hurried over and said eagerly, "young master, young grandmother, what are you doing!"

Lin Jiangxia turned her head to stare at housekeeper Ji and said, "make a snowman!"

Housekeeper Ji didn't dare to feel any emotion towards Zhan beiheng, but at the moment, he was a little critical of the inexplicable young grandmother: "you can't take the young master to do such a thing! What should I do if the young master is ill! If the young master gets sick once, the company will lose tens of millions! "

Lin Jiangxia was a little embarrassed, pulled the corners of her mouth and said, "won't it be so exaggerated?"

"This is the truth!"

"Season housekeeper." Zhan beiheng opened his mouth at the moment.

Hearing the young master's voice, housekeeper Ji straightened up immediately, then turned to the young master, owed him with great gentlemanly courtesy and said, "what can I do for you, young master?"

"You stand aside." Zhan beiheng gave a cold order.

Housekeeper Ji couldn't bear it, but he couldn't disobey the young master's words. He could only respond and stood aside with a unwilling face. His eyes were full of resentment and stared at Lin Jiangxia.

"Xia Xia, what to do next." When Zhan beiheng turned to speak to Lin Jiangxia, his tone was much softer.

"The next step is to roll the snowball we just rubbed out on the snow. It will roll bigger and bigger, and then it can be used to make a snowman's body!" The resentful eyes of housekeeper Ji made Lin Jiangxia feel uncomfortable, so the more he said, the less confidence he had. Finally, he couldn't help picking his eyebrows and said, "brother Zhan, it's too cold. Let's go back."

In fact, her cheeks were red and she didn't feel cold at all.

"Go on, do things from beginning to end." At the moment, Zhan beiheng seems to be full of some obsession with making a snowman.

Lin Jiangxia had no choice but to shrug his shoulders at the housekeeper Ji standing aside. That means, see, this is what your young master wants to do. Don't blame me.

Housekeeper Ji almost blew his beard and stared.

The body part of the snowman has been made. It has a big round belly. It looks very cute. It's a bit like the belly of a kung fu panda, and it's still pure white.

Lin Jiangxia clapped her hands and said, "well, next is the snowman's head!"

"What do you want to do?" Zhan beiheng narrowed his eyes.

At the moment, in his eyes, there was a rare childlike look.

"In addition, roll a smaller snowball and put it on the body of the big snowball, which is the head!"

The housekeeper Ji didn't just stay there, but ordered many servants to get a super large sunshade from there and hold it up in the snow in the backyard to cover the sky, which naturally blocked the falling snow.

In this way, it seems that even the roaring wind is much smaller.

The snowman finished quickly. Zhan beiheng ordered Ji's housekeeper to get the red bucket and four small tomatoes and carrots according to Lin Jiangxia's words.

The red bucket is buckled upside down and put on the top of the snowman's head. Naturally, it acts as the snowman's hat.

The tomato poked into the head is the snowman's red eyes, and the carrot naturally acts as the nose.

The mouth is carved to gently draw a happy smile on the snowball.

Do everything well. In the originally empty backyard, there are two more lovely snowmen like Kung Fu Pandas.

"How's it going? Is it cute? " Lin Jiangxia stepped back and leaned his head on Zhan beiheng's shoulder.

Zhan beiheng was noncommittal, but his eyes seemed to be stuck by two snowmen and refused to move at all.

"Well, well, young master, young grandmother, since the snowman has been piled up, I think we should be able to go back!" The housekeeper Ji seems to have become an ant on the hot pot.

On the originally flat snow, at this time, it was all his footprints. I don't know if he was anxious, he paced back and forth in the backyard several times.

"Wait a minute, let me take a photo and send a circle of friends!" Lin Jiangxia hurriedly took out her mobile phone, took a 360 degree ring shot at the two snowmen, matched with words and lovely expression bag, and sent it to the circle of friends.

Then Lin Jiangxia sneezed greatly, and his nose seemed to be blocked by something inexplicable.

"Oh, I said I would catch a cold!" Housekeeper Ji patted his thigh and said.

Zhan beiheng frowned, painfully picked her up, turned and stepped into the villa.

In his arms, warm.