My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

On this day, Chang'an still had to get up early to go to the Imperial College, but it was winter now, and when he got up and went out every morning, it was still dark.

Chang An stood at the door and stretched out his hand to feel the temperature. It was still cold and there was no snow. Then he kissed Gu Li as usual and got in the car to go to the Imperial College.

Although it didn't snow in the morning, when the Imperial College was dismissed at noon, Chang An and Huai Qin came outside the classroom and found that it was snowing heavily outside.

"Sir, it's snowing!" Huaiqin said excitedly while standing at the door.

"Well..." Chang An shrank his neck and said, "Let's go quickly and go home."

"it is good."

Both of them quickened their pace, almost jogging to the gate of the Imperial College, and quickly got on the carriage.

When Chang An got off the carriage, he saw Gu Li holding an umbrella and stepping out of the door. When Gu Li saw Chang An, his eyes lit up and he stepped through the door excitedly. But he was afraid that Chang An would behave like he did yesterday, so he hesitated.

Seeing Gu Li like this, Chang An walked over, took the umbrella from her hand, and led her towards the courtyard, while asking, "What's wrong, Gu Niang? Why didn't you come up and pull me in after seeing me?"

"I... I'm afraid that Chang Lang will get angry and ignore me like he did yesterday." Gu Li pouted.

"I was angry yesterday because Gu Niang had been out for too long." Chang An pinched Gu Li's soft little face, "Today, I just arrived at the door, and Gu Niang had only taken half a step from the door. Why should I be angry?"

"Hehe..." Gu Li chuckled twice, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the snow off Chang An's head and shoulders.

"What's wrong? Were you scared yesterday?" Chang An asked with a smile.

"Hmm..." Gu Li looked at Chang An and nodded slightly aggrievedly.

"Okay then," Chang An shook the little hand he was holding and said, "Today's snow is not too light, but not too heavy. After lunch, how about Chang Lang take you to build a snowman?"

Gu Li tilted her head, not knowing what making a snowman meant, but knowing that it was fun, her eyebrows curved down and she said happily, "Okay!"

Lunch was still hot pot. In order to take care of Gu Li who suffered from lung disease, Chang An did not make a spicy hot pot base, but a plain clear soup base. Looking at this plain and clear soup, Chang An always felt that something was missing.

"Mrs. Gu."

"Hey."

"Do you want to eat spicy hot pot?" Chang An asked.

“Is this spicy?”

"Of course, but Mrs. Gu has lung disease now." Chang An said.

"That's right..." Gu Li tilted his head, looked at Chang An, and smiled obediently, "Then I don't want to eat."

Chang An looked at her like this, she was so obedient that it made people feel distressed. He put a piece of meat in his mouth and said, "Do you want me to take you to eat some spicy hot pot tonight?"

"Sir!" Zhen'er interrupted at this time, "Sanniang is ill and can't eat spicy food."

"Yes, why don't we just not eat it?" Gu Li also echoed Zhen'er, but there was still a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Chang Lang, we will eat it after we recover from the illness, every day!"

"Tsk, what are you afraid of?" Chang An said arrogantly, "There is nothing my mother Gu can't eat!"

"Although we shouldn't eat spicy food, let's make a spicy soup base that's not spicy!" Chang An picked up the chopsticks again.

"But...can it still be called spicy soup if it's not spicy?" Gu Li said doubtfully.

"We have Sichuan peppercorns and pepper powder at home, right? I can add some green onions, ginger and garlic as auxiliary ingredients, then wouldn't that be enough?" Chang An said confidently, "Let's not add dogwood, so the spiciness won't be too strong, at most the mouth will be a little numb."

"Really...is it okay?" Although Gu Li really wanted to try the spicy hotpot, he could only speak tentatively because of his lung disease.

"Of course, as long as Madam Gu doesn't eat it with peppercorns, there will be no problem." Chang An looked at Gu Li and smiled, "But, just to be on the safe side, even if it's not spicy, we can't eat it often. How about eating it once in a while?"

"Okay!" Gu Li narrowed his eyes happily and put two chopsticks of meat into Chang An's bowl, "Chang Lang, you eat!"

After the meal, he supervised Gu Li to finish her medicine as usual, then found a velvet cloak from the suitcase and put it on Gu Li's shoulders, then took out her umbrella and put it in her hand. After doing all this, he looked at Gu Li, who looked like a little dumpling, and nodded with satisfaction.

Chang An then opened the door and looked at the situation outside: the snow was still falling outside, and a layer of snow had piled up on the ground because of being sprinkled all morning.

Seeing this, Chang An shook his head again. Seeing him shaking his head, Gu Li asked, "What's wrong, Chang Lang?"

"Nothing, I just think there's not enough snow," Chang An said, but then he added, fearing that he would spoil Gu Li's fun, "But we can have fun!"

After saying that, Chang An led Gu Li out of the room and asked her to follow him. He then found a place with more snow, stretched out his hand and started to move.

Chang An reached out and gathered the snow together, then rolled out a fist-sized snowball like kneading dough, and put it aside. Then he used the same method to roll out a snowball that was slightly smaller than his fist, and gently placed it on top of the previous snowball. After he did all this, he reached out and took out a small bag from his arms.

Gu Li looked at Chang An's small pocket curiously, which was full of sesame seeds. He then took out the sesame seeds and carefully placed them on the snowball as eyes. He then took out a thin piece of red silk from his pocket and gently wrapped it around the snowman's neck, and then took out another piece of cloth as a cloak.

After he finished making the snowman, he stood up and clapped his hands, and Gu Li also came up considerately, held the umbrella over his head, and wiped the snow off his shoulders and head with a handkerchief. At this time, Chang An looked at Gu Li and said mischievously: "I made Gu Niang's snowman!"

"Ah?" Gu Li was a little confused at this time, and then he looked at the snowman that Chang An had just built -

The snowman had two sesame eyes, a scarf around its neck, and a cape on its shoulders. Gu Li immediately felt that the shape of the snowman was familiar, and she subconsciously looked down at herself. She had a scarf around her neck and a cape on her shoulders - the snowman was made exactly like her own clothes.

"Its clothes are exactly the same as mine!" Gu Li said with some surprise.

"Of course." Chang An rested for a while, then squatted down again and continued to build the second snowman.

He quickly rolled out two solid snowballs, stacked them together, and dotted the eyes with sesame seeds. Then he found a thin branch and pinned it to one side of the snowman, and then used red silk to wrap the snowman's neck. The second snowman was done, and Gu Li poked his head out from behind Chang An, looked at the snowman, and asked:

"Is this snowman Chang Lang himself?"

Chang An stood up and clapped his hands, saying, "My mother Gu is very smart."

"Hehe." Gu Li laughed twice innocently.

"Mother Gu, do you want to build a snowman for fun?" Chang An asked at this time.

"But I don't know how." Gu Li said, blinking.

"It's okay. I said I would bring you here to play, so why can only you, Gu Niang, watch over it?" Chang An took the umbrella from Gu Li's hand with a smile, and said lovingly, "Don't worry about playing. It doesn't matter if you can't stack it well. What's more, I'm here. I can teach you, Gu Niang."

Gu Li smiled, squatted down slowly, stretched out her hands, and imitated Chang An's actions, and also made a snowball. But the snowball would always fall apart when she rubbed it with her hands. She looked up at Chang An with a little disappointment and said, "What should I do, Chang Lang? I can never make it into a ball."

"Let me see." Chang An bent down, looked at the snowball in Gu Li's hand, and said, "Mother Gu, you can try to build the snowball up little by little."

Gu Li nodded, regained her confidence and tried again. She picked up some snow, kneaded it slowly, and then added more snow, repeating this process until she finally made a perfect snowball. She raised the snowball in her hand to show off, and shook it in front of Chang An, who also looked at her lovingly and nodded in approval.

Then Gu Li put the snowball aside, picked up another ball of snow, and slowly made a second snowball like before, and put it on the first snowball. Chang An also handed over the small bag of sesame seeds, and Gu Li took it directly, took out the sesame seeds and put them on the snowman's eyes.

But when she was done, she stood up and patted the snow on her hands, and looked at the three snowmen carefully. Suddenly, she pouted in grievance. Seeing this, Chang An asked with concern: "What's wrong? Isn't it fun?"

"no......"

Gu Li looked up with grievance, looked at Chang An, and said: "The snowman I made is not as good-looking as Chang Lang's. I can't make a decent snowman..."

Chang An took her hand at this time and comforted her gently: "It's okay, if it doesn't stack well this time, can we wait until next time?"

"Next time, let's build two bigger snowmen together and put them in the pavilion so that Gu Niang can see them even if she is sitting in the room."

Gu Li nodded, and suddenly coughed twice, as if she had a cold. She raised her eyelids and found that Chang An was worried again, so she said, "Chang Lang, let's go back to the house."

"it is good."

As soon as he returned to the room, Chang An closed the door, then helped Gu Li take off her cloak, carried her to the charcoal brazier, and pulled her hand to the charcoal brazier.

"Come on, let's go out and play in the snow and warm your hands." Chang An said, squeezing them tighter with his arms.

"Chang Lang, why are you so nervous?" Gu Li put his head close to Chang An's face.

"Why aren't you nervous?" Chang An rubbed the top of Gu Li's head and said, "Mrs. Gu is my only wife. If she trembles, my whole body will tremble."

"I just coughed twice. Chang Lang is always so nervous." Gu Li said, and shrank into Chang An's arms.

"I'm nervous, I'm nervous," Chang An lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Gu Li's ear, and blew gently in her ear.

"Itchy, Chang Lang, stop it!" Gu Li's ears were a little itchy, but both of her hands were held by Chang An, so she could only shrink her head as much as possible to avoid the wind blowing on her.

She struggled hard, pulled her hand out of Chang An's palm, and then covered her ears. Chang An took advantage of this opportunity and put his hand on her waist. Gu Li seemed to sense Chang An's thoughts and quickly grabbed Chang An's hand.

"No!" Gu Li turned his head and looked at Chang An fiercely.

But Chang An kissed her directly on the lips at this time, and then said with a smug look on his face:

"Mrs. Gu is so easy to deceive..."