The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 606: A Bamboo Horse Meets a Green Plum (99)

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In the garden outside the villa, two children are here.

One is making a snowman and the other is rolling snow.

Jing Qingran felt that there was no need to roll the snow blindly. You could also use a shovel to shovel the snow.

Jing Qingran was going to find a shovel.

Brother Wei built a snowman here, and the first thing he built was his father, that is, Father Wei.

Of course, it's impossible to really show Wei's father out in detail. This is basically impossible.

Even if Brother Wei tried his best, what he piled up was still very abstract, but it was rare that Brother Wei was willing to pile up.

Not long after, Jing Qingran found a shovel, which was neither too big nor too small.

For a child like Jing Qingran, the shovel is still too big, but Jing Qingran can still use it.

"Sister, this shovel looks a bit big, you'd better get a smaller one." Brother Wei said to Jing Qingran.

"But, there is no one smaller than this shovel. The smallest shovel is the one we use to build snowmen." Jing Qingran said.

It's like the kind of shovel the size of an electric iron, or, when playing at the beach, the kind of shovel used to pile up sand, mainly used by children.

This kind of small shovel can't shovel much snow, so Jing Qingran brought a bigger shovel, but the bigger shovel seemed too big for Jing Qingran to use.

Brother Wei looked at her and said, "Is there anything else that can be replaced?"

"This... I haven't thought of it yet." Jing Qingran shook her head.

Brother Wei looked at her, and said after a while: "It would be great if Mom and Dad were here, they can help us shovel the snow."

Jing Qingran thought for a while and said, "That's true."

After all, their parents are adults, so using this shovel is at least more convenient than children.

At this time, an adult came out of the villa. He heard the voices of his two children, and walked in the direction of the two children.

This grown-up is Father Wei.

"Zihao, Mimi, what are you two doing?" Father Wei asked them when he saw them.

His slender body also walked over, with a gentle smile on his gentle face.

"Dad, my sister and I are building a snowman here." Brother Wei looked up at his father and smiled at him.

At this moment, the snowman that Brother Wei is building is actually his father.

Father Wei's eyes fell on the snowman built by Brother Wei.

"Dad, you're here just in time. Come over and help shovel the snow." Jing Qingran said.

Jing Qingran, a kid, was still holding a shovel to shovel snow, and he seemed inexplicably uncoordinated.

Because, this shovel is too big for a child like Jing Qingran.

Father Wei turned his eyes to look at his daughter, and saw his daughter was shoveling snow with a shovel. He was inexplicably distressed, and he said, "Mimi, put down the shovel."

"Father, if the shovel in my hand seems small to you, you can go in and get a bigger shovel, and we can shovel snow together," Jing Qingran said.

It is also impossible for Jing Qingran to shovel snow alone.

Father Wei looked at her. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Mimi, it's enough for Dad to shovel the snow. You can put down the shovel. You and your brother can build a snowman together."

(End of this chapter)