A car accident, our family of three crossed

On this day, Shangtang Village had its first snow since the beginning of winter. This snow came a little later than in previous years.

When you get up early in the morning and open the door, all you see is the world covered in snow.

Coming out of the warm house, Song Ning was struck by a chill and shivered violently.

The next moment, a fur-collared cloak was draped over her, and her body immediately felt much warmer.

The man's gentle voice came from my ear, "It's cold outside, put on more clothes when you open the door."

Song Ning looked back at him and said with a smile, "Look, it's snowing." There was a smile in her cheerful tone.

Hang Shuheng put his arm around her shoulders and brought her closer to him, "Yes! Sweep the snow later and we can make a snowman."

The couple stood under the eaves, leaning on each other, looking at the snow-white scene in the yard, and were in a very good mood.

Snowflakes were still falling from the sky. Song Ning reached out to catch them. Looking at the diamond-shaped snowflakes falling into her palm, she suddenly started humming a song.

"It gently falls into my palm, and then it freezes in my palm..."

"I slowly listened to the sound of the snow falling, closed my eyes and imagined that it would never stop..."

Hang Shuheng just stood there listening to her beautiful singing and watching her dancing happily with her arms open, from under the eaves to the yard.

In the snow-white yard, a snow-white figure dances gracefully, like a fairy descending from the sky.

"Wow! It's snowing! It's snowing! It's so beautiful!"

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared and instantly broke this beautiful scene.

I saw the three little ones rushing out of the house, running around in circles in the yard, and even falling to the ground and rolling around.

"Oh! Hurry up and get up! It's so cold rolling around in the snow!"

What’s more, the children were not wearing any thick clothes, yet they dared to roll around in the snow.

The happy children were so busy playing that they didn't hear her instructions at all.

After rolling on the snow for a few times, Yangyang got up and ran to Song Ning and shouted, "Mom, mom, let's make a snowman!"

"You can make a snowman, but you have to go back to the house and put on some warm clothes before you come out."

"Why do I have to wear thick clothes? I'm not even cold!"

Song Ning was speechless for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he said, "You have to wear clothes even if it's not cold. You have to keep warm at all times so you don't get sick easily."

At this time, Hang Shuheng came over with a few brooms and said to Song Ning, "It's okay. They won't be cold if they run around. I'll take them to sweep the snow. You go to the kitchen to cook breakfast."

In this kind of weather, the kitchen becomes the warmest place, and even cooking in the kitchen can become a pleasure.

Song Ning didn't say much, but just told the children that if they felt cold, they should go back to the house and put on more clothes.

After getting the children's unanimous agreement, she turned and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

In the yard, Hang Shuheng led the children to sweep the snow.

Uncle Chai and Qingshuang had already climbed onto the roof and were shoveling the snow off it. A group of people, one adult and three children, in the yard swept the snow into a piece and shoveled it out of the gate.

Soon, two piles of snow piled up outside the courtyard gate.

Yangyang clapped his hands, ran around the snow pile, and said excitedly: "Daddy, help us build a snowman quickly, a big snowman."

"Why are you in such a hurry? We have to sweep the snow outside too. Go quickly."

When Yangyang heard the instruction, he grabbed the broom and ran to sweep the snow in front of the door.

Pile all the snow in and outside the yard on both sides outside the gate, just enough to build two big snowmen, one on the left and one on the right.

Giant snowmen as tall as adults stood on both sides of the gate, like two door gods, which made the children very happy.

The two big snowmen also attracted all the children in the village to the door of the Hang family. A group of children surrounded the snowmen for a long time and then started to play snowball fights carefreely.

Seeing that many children from the village had come to his house, Song Ning specially made some more pancakes and distributed them to the children.

The children ate the biscuits, played for a while, and then ran happily to Chunwei's primary school.

Since the primary school was built, it has become a place where children often gather and play.

The children all knew that it was a primary school and that they would learn to read and write there in the future. Therefore, many children ran there every day.

Fortunately, the venue is relatively spacious, and as long as the children do not disturb the adults' work, no one will drive them away to play there.

The two children from Mr. Liu's family also ran out from the yard. Seeing so many friends playing in the snow outside, they wanted to join them.

But their family had just arrived in the village and was not familiar with the people there, so they felt embarrassed to go up and play with others.

The brother and sister stood in front of their house, looking at the group of children playing together, searching with their eyes, but did not find their familiar friends in the crowd, and couldn't help feeling disappointed.

But soon, they heard a familiar voice calling them.

"Brother Ayi, little Nian Nian."

Upon hearing this, the brother and sister turned around in surprise and saw their familiar friends running towards them.

The three little ones ran all the way from home without taking a breath, and ran to the Liu brothers and sisters. Yangyang took out an oil-paper bag from Mudun's arms and handed it to them.

"My mother made some pancakes and brought them to you." The pancake was hidden in Mu Dun's arms and was still warm when he took it out. "Eat it quickly! It won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Thank you Yangyang." Little Niannian thanked him softly, took a piece of cake and started eating it in small bites.

"You're welcome."

Liu Yi also took a piece of cake to eat, and when he saw that there was still some left, he asked, "Have you all eaten?"

The three of them responded in unison, "We have all eaten, and these are brought over for you to eat."

Hearing that they had all eaten, Liu Yi felt no burden when eating. He finished a piece of pancake in a few bites. He took out another one, then turned back to the yard and took the remaining pieces of pancake to the kitchen.

"Mom, Auntie Hang made some pancakes, and Yangyang and the others sent some over. My sister and I ate them all, and the rest are for you and Dad. They're still hot!"

"Is it Yangyang and the others who are here?" Mrs. Liu had just cooked some hot porridge, so she asked her son to bring the children in. "Go and ask them to come in and have a bowl of hot porridge to warm themselves up. It's very cold in this snowy day."

Liu Yi nodded, turned around and went out, bringing his friends into the yard.

But Yangyang and the others had just eaten at home, so they refused to eat anymore no matter who persuaded them. The Liu siblings just ate a few mouthfuls of hot porridge and went out to play with them.