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  Youyou held his belly and burst out laughing as he mocked his uncle. “You’re a weak chicken!”


  Yun Shishi could not hold it in any longer and laughed as well.

  Gong Jie stood up angrily. He was so agitated that he conveniently grabbed a pile of snow from Mu Yichen’s unfinished fort. Molding it a little, he then hurled it at Mu Yazhe.

  Alas, the other man nimbly stepped to the side, neatly and spectacularly avoiding it.

  The snowball landed straight on Youyou and broke apart upon impact. Therefore, it did not hurt at all.

  “Uncle, don’t touch my fort!” cried his eldest nephew indignantly.

  Expecting better from his nephew, he knocked his head and spoke gloomily, “They’re already attacking us; what’s the point of a fort?! Let’s attack them, too!”


  Little Yichen abandoned his fort, no longer wanting to be on defense. He grabbed a bunch of snowballs from the ground and threw them at his father.

  The uncle-nephew pair threw one snowball after another at Mu Yazhe.

  The flames of war began to fill the air.

  Youyou turned back to hide behind their fort as he began to make snowballs nonstop. He steadily sent out the snowballs onto the battlefield for his father, while cheering him on loudly. “Daddy, charge! Kill them all!”


  Mu Yazhe unleashed all his strength as he attacked the uncle-nephew pair continuously.

  The snowballs his younger son made were of excellent quality. Their offensive power was strong, thus increasing their attack attribute.

  Yun Shishi’s stomach began to hurt from all the laughter as she watched this.

  How could they be considered snowballs?

  They were more like ice balls!

  Little Yichen and Gong Jie’s fighting strength was considered first-class, especially the uncle. He was an adult, after all. Therefore, his capability was equivalent to Mu Yazhe’s. The boy was at least worth half of his father’s fighting ability. The two had good chemistry as they both attacked heavily, but as both were standing on the frontline, their ammunition supply was quite low. Therefore, both teams were actually equally matched.

  Youyou was overjoyed as he watched the battle while making snowballs.

  Yun Shishi’s heart ached a little for her younger son, but she broke out into a gratified smile soon enough.

  Disregarding the agitating matters that had happened earlier and letting her heart settle, a simple form of happiness rose involuntarily in her as she watched her family have fun in the backyard.

  Her younger son had probably not played in such a carefree manner for a long time, had he?

  When he was much younger, many of his peers would run out of their houses and engage in snowball fights when it was winter. In the past, this fella would cling onto the windows and observe them enviously. Due to his health, he could only admire them from afar as he was ordered to stay home.

  Now, things were different.

  With Gong Jie, Little Yichen, and Mu Yazhe being his playmates, he probably did not feel as lonely this winter.

  The backyard was charged with explosives and the flames of battle raged across the area.

  The uncle-nephew duo fought fiercely side by side, while Mu Yazhe also unleashed his firepower, fighting head to head with two by himself.

  The four were extremely competitive. They would give it their all even if it was just a game without leaving their opponents any opportunity to win. It was as if the word ‘lenient’ did not exist in their vocabulary.

  Seeing that his dad could not be taken down, Little Yichen quickly began to aim at Youyou. Therefore, he picked up his snowballs and began to attack his little brother.

  The younger boy let out a yelp as he was caught off guard by a snowball hitting him squarely in the head. He fell to the ground but picked himself up hurriedly. He took shelter from his fort and began to strike back at his older brother.