As Yang Zhenshan and Lin Zhan were talking, a snowball the size of a fist suddenly flew towards Yang Zhenshan.
Yang Zhenshan instinctively wanted to raise his hand to block the snowball, but he only lifted it slightly before stopping, allowing the snowball to hit him on the head.
Lin Zhan was momentarily taken aback. "Master!"
Yang Zhenshan, with a stern face, looked at Yang Chengxian. At this moment, Yang Chengxian was staring at Yang Zhenshan with hands and feet in disarray, his eyes filled with trepidation.
"Grandpa!"
Looking at him, Yang Zhenshan said, "You little monkey, getting more and more unruly. Let's see how Grandpa deals with you!"
With those words, Yang Zhenshan grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and threw it at Yang Chengxian.
The soft snowball exploded on Yang Chengxian's head, and he was momentarily stunned before realizing, "Ah, Grandpa's coming, run!"
Following his shout, a bunch of little ones giggled and scattered in all directions.
