"Tingfeng," grandma Xia asked,"are you and qingsi in this pile?"
The old man chimed in,""I think so."
Yue tingfeng scratched his head and turned to look at the two silent snowmen. 'Are they ... Like me and qingsi?' Other than wearing their clothes, they didn't look like them at all.
However, since the two old men said that they looked like each other, he didn't have to refute them. It wasn't wrong to make them happy.
Yue tingfeng smiled."Grandpa, grandma, you have such good eyes. Now that you've mentioned it, I think they do look alike."
Although the snowman did not look like them, Yue tingfeng took a closer look at the little snowman. It was chubby, round, fair, and tender. It looked silly and cute when it wore a little red Hat. It really did look like black hair.
