Snow filled the entire space, jumping up to the corners of people's eyebrows and hair, trying to cover everything with their tiny bodies.
"Ha--" The girl let out a slow breath of warm breath, watching the white mist spit out from her mouth, pass through the dense snow particles, and moisten her palms. Then she quickly put on the red gloves and clenched her small fists. Next to her is a big snowman.
A little boy came running from a distance, already looking like a big kid. He smiled at the girl with crooked eyes.
"Carrot. Here." The boy took out a big sweet potato from his pocket and handed it to the girl. The girl didn't react. She realized she had been deceived when she tried to put sweet potatoes on the snowman. His small hands clenched the steaming sweet potatoes in his hands, and his lips, which were slightly purple from the cold, pursed.
The boy seemed to have expected it. Before the girl went crazy, he patted the girl's head gently, then took out a washed carrot from his pocket, stood up and placed it on the snowman. "You don't want to hit me with sweet potatoes." The boy patted the snow on the girl's body. "Eat it quickly. It's hot and will keep you warm."