My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

Lin Ye first led Xiao Douzi into the villa.

The moment I pushed open the door, a warm breeze carrying a faint scent of pine wafted towards me.

That was the natural wood scent emanating from the heating system, mixed with the warm air from the wooden furniture in the villa.

The scent is faint, almost imperceptible unless you sniff carefully; it quietly permeates the air throughout the house.

Little Douzi stood at the door, unable to resist taking a deep sniff, her nostrils twitching slightly.

It smells pretty good, like something has drifted over there?

The indoor underfloor heating was on full blast; when you stepped on the floor with your slippers, you could feel the warmth seeping up from the soles of your shoes.

Then, following the veins in the soles of my feet, I climbed upwards until my whole body was enveloped in this warmth.

The curtains inside the villa were all drawn back, revealing a panoramic view of the white courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The left side of the snow-covered surface was still pristine and dazzlingly white.

On the right side, there are many footprints and a heart made of footprints.

Just then, a few rays of sunlight peeked through the gaps in the clouds, casting dappled, pale golden spots of light on the wooden floor of the living room.

The edges of the light spots were somewhat blurry, like gold dust spread by water, flickering as the clouds outside the window moved.

The various tools that Lin Ye had ordered to be bought in advance were already laid out on the carpet in the center of the living room, neatly arranged in several rows.

There are snowball clips in different shapes—ducklings, kittens, puppies, seals, penguins, and so on, all kinds.

The plastic casing comes in bright candy colors: bright yellow, fruit green, light pink, pale purple, sky blue...

Even in the dim sunlight, it gleams with a new sheen, a sheen that is not glaring but rather a warm, matte texture.

The duckling's beak is flat and pouting, the kitten's ears are pointed and erect, and the little seal's round body is adorably clumsy...

All the snowball clips lay there quietly, like rows of little soldiers waiting for inspection.

There are also shovels and buckets of various sizes.

Xiao Douzi tried to pick up a short-handled plastic shovel made of wood. The handle was polished smooth and rounded, and the length was just right to hold in her hand.

The buckets were red, blue, green, and yellow, stacked together in a colorful display.

There were also various decorative items, neatly categorized and placed in several transparent plastic storage boxes:

There are bows in different sizes, made of satin, velvet, plaid...

Silk flowers in different color gradients, with tiny simulated dewdrops on the petals.

The dewdrops are small, transparent plastic dots stuck to the tips of the petals. They are very realistic and at first glance look just like morning dew that hasn't dried yet.

The petals are a gradient of color, gradually transitioning from the dark center to the lighter edges, layer upon layer, with each layer's edges slightly curled, presenting a posture of about to bloom.

There were small scarves of various lengths, solid colors, stripes, checks, and various patterns, all neatly folded and piled in a large plastic box.

There were also various beads—black, dark brown, blue… almost every color was included. They were all packed in sealed bags, their surfaces shimmering with a very fine sheen under the soft light.

There were even hand warmers and band-aids on the coffee table that might be needed.

Whether you use it or not, there's practically everything related to building a snowman.

Little Douzi was dazzled by the sight. She squatted in front of the rows of tools, her hands supporting her knees, her eyes scanning from left to right and then from right to left.

The bright black pupils reflected the colorful snowball clips—

Bright yellow ducks, pink and white cats, gray and blue seals... all sorts of light and shadow overlapped and shimmered deep in her pupils.

As she looked at it, her little mouth unconsciously opened slightly, revealing a row of white teeth.

Xiao Douzi first picked up a snowball clip with a duck on it. The clip was bright yellow, and the duck's beak was a flat orange plastic piece.

She pinched the duck's beak between her thumb and forefinger and gently flicked it, causing the beak to open and close slightly, as if making a silent "quack quack" sound.

Then she picked up a small seal and examined it for a long time, turning it over and over in her palm.

The baby seal's body is silver-gray, while its belly is white, with a smooth dividing line where the two colors meet.

She turned the baby seal over to look at its belly, then turned it back over to look at its round head and those two little whiskers.

Then place the two snowball clips on the ground, side by side with the other snowball clips.

A difficult comparison and weighing process began in my mind.

She stretched out her index finger and started clicking from the first snowball clip on the left, muttering, "Little, rooster, click, on, who, I, will, choose, who!"

The first time the duck was selected, Xiao Douzi picked it up and put it in the red bucket, then started selecting the duck a second time.

This time, it was the little seal's turn. The little bag was also picked up and put into the bucket, which also contained the little duck's snowball clip and the little shovel.

Then she stood up, carrying a bucket in one hand and with the other on her hip, tilting her head to one side, the two rabbit ears on her hat tilting to one side with the movement.

He inspected the equipment in the bucket from top to bottom, then nodded in satisfaction and called Lin Ye, who had chosen a shovel, to go out together.

Little Douzi ran to the door, and as soon as she pushed it open, a blast of cold air hit her face, colliding with the indoor heating and forming a small cloud of white mist in front of her.

She tightened the scarf with her free hand and then put on the hood of her down jacket.

Then he fell backward and landed in the snow.

She smashed a human-shaped crater into the snow, and the splashing snowflakes exploded in the air, with fine snow particles falling all over her head and face.

Little Douzi giggled, rolled over, and lay on its back, scrambling its limbs across the snow several times.

After playing for a while, Xiaodouzi scrambled up from the snow, patted the snow off his body, and shook off the snow that was still stuck to his scarf and hat.

She began to formulate a plan with great confidence, her voice carrying far through the empty courtyard.

"Godfather, let's make a big snowman first, and then make some small snowmen to keep the big snowman company, so that no one is lonely."

Lin Ye smiled at her and replied, "Okay, let's make a big snowman first. Xiao Douzi, can you help me carry the snow?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Douzi immediately stood up straight, his feet together, his back ramrod straight, and solemnly raised the small bucket in his hand.

She had temporarily taken out the snowball tongs and placed them on one side of the snow, leaving only a small snow shovel.

"Little bag received! Mission accomplished!"

Lin Ye chose a clearing between two plum trees and began to build the foundation for the snowman.

He crouched down and first used his black leather-gloved hand to draw a rough circle on the snow. After drawing the circle, a deep groove with a clear outline was left on the snow.

Then he picked up a shovel and started piling snow into the circle.

The shovel sank into the snow with a crisp "crack" sound. Each time it shoveled snow, the blade would kick up a small cloud of fine snow mist, which would flash by and then fall back onto the snowdrift.