This year’s winter seed especially cold, with heavy snow falling as early as November.
Upon waking up in the morning, Zhen Yu was dazzled by the white snow outside the window, causing her eyes to ache, while Zhen Yan excitedly circled his sister shouting, "It’s finally snowing! We can build a snowman now! We can have a snowball fight!"
Zhen Yu didn’t want to bother with him.
Ever since her rebirth, Zhen Yu had been particularly careful to protect her hands and feet, wearing thick cotton shoes and gloves early on.
She would never play in the snow! Not even if a knife was held to her throat!
The tingling pain of frostbite from her past life was a sensation only those who experienced it could understand!
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Mrs. Zhen walked into the living room from the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks in hand.
Seeing that her children were awake, she put down the chopsticks and urged, "Since you’re up, go wash up quickly! I’ve prepared hot water for you."
While carrying the bowl back to the kitchen, she muttered, "I’m going to serve the porridge to cool down! The snow outside is so bright I thought it was daylight! It turns out it was only five o’clock! Lying down, I couldn’t fall back asleep."
Zhen Yu followed her mother out, ignoring her nagging.
Fortunately, Zhen Yan was more responsive, "I was also awakened by the light! Even through the curtains, it felt bright outside! Mom, add so covers for my bed! It’s a bit cold near the window! My little sister’s side is better."
Mrs. Zhen chided her son, "Your little sister is a girl, she gets cold easily! You, a big lad full of energy, still want to sleep on the heated brick bed? If you want, co sleep on the big bed with ! It’s more spacious!"
"No way! Just add a blanket for will be enough," Zhen Yan refused his mother’s suggestion.
"Don’t bother then! It’s not as if I’m so keen on having you either..." Mrs. Zhen went on and on, but Zhen Yan didn’t engage further and followed his sister back to the living room to pick up his bowl of porridge.
Mrs. Zhen too quickly returned to the table, and the three of them ate breakfast together.
After the al, Zhen Yu stir-fried a few dishes using the ingredients prepared by her mother, packed them into lunchboxes, and secured them in cloth bags to prevent snow from getting in.
At this ti in the northeast winter, aside from the dried vegetables preserved in autumn, there were only cabbages and potatoes, similar from ho to ho, al to al.
The only difference might be in the cooking thods and the skill of the cook.
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While cleaning up the kitchen, Mrs. Zhen reminded her children, "Dress warmly! Don’t be careless! As you get older, ailnts find you! Make sure you have your hat and gloves! Are you wearing your thick cotton shoes? Frostbite is no joke!"
Hearing about frostbite, Zhen Yu felt quite sentintal.
If she had her mother in her previous life to remind her, she wouldn’t have ended up with such severely frozen hands.
She replied softly, "I’m all dressed."
"Xiao Yu is always so good!" Mrs. Zhen first praised her daughter with a smile, then turned and shouted at her son, "Zhen Yan! Where is your hat?! If the wind blows too long and you get a headache again, don’t co crying to or I’ll break your legs!"
Zhen Yu: "..."
She was amazed at her mother’s quick switch of deanor, while Zhen Yan dejectedly went back to the living room to search for his hat.
Zhen Yu approached the door, flipping the latch.
Pushing the door, it didn’t move.
Putting more effort, it still wouldn’t budge.
Looking closer, she saw the latch was indeed off. What could be the matter?
Just as Zhen Yu was puzzled, Zhen Yan ca up behind her urging, "Co on, little sister!"
Zhen Yu turned helplessly, gesturing, "The door won’t open."
"Oh?" Zhen Yan first stared blankly, then moved his sister aside and pushed the door.
Starting with a little force and then using all his might, the door finally cracked open slightly, letting in a gust of cold air and a swathe of snow.
Zhen Yu: "..."
"Mom! The door is blocked by snow!" Zhen Yan shouted to Mrs. Zhen.
Mrs. Zhen walked over from the stove, wiping her wet hands which were just washing the pot, and peeked outside.
"Xiao Yu, grab a broom and push the snow out from the crack! Xiao Yan, push hard on the door, your sister sweeps while you push out!"
After finishing speaking, she turned around to find a cloth to wipe her hands, "You guys start first, Mom will wipe my hands."
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Zhen Yu obediently fetched a broom and started pushing the snow out through the crack in the door. Not much snow was pushed out, but a lot of chilly wind blew in.
The house was warm, so the snow that drifted inside quickly lted into water, wetting the floor near the door in no ti.
Luckily, the tactic was effective; the door soon opened at a 45-degree angle, with the snow behind it higher than Mrs. Zhen’s knees.
Fortunately, that was just because it was sheltered from the wind behind the door. Once they stepped into the yard, the snow was only up to their calves.
The siblings, along with Fu Yu, stepped on the snow and headed towards the school, trudging through uneven depths of snow.
On the way, Zhen Yan and Fu Yu played around non-stop but carefully avoided Zhen Yu.
Simply because Zhen Yu had made it clear earlier, whoever dared to throw snow at her would ’be dead’!
When Zhen Yan and Fu Yu heard this, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Eventually, under Zhen Yu’s fierce glare, they obediently behaved and didn’t dare to provoke her.
Too scary...
Ever since the physical education class, when Fu Yu showed off and ended up kneeling on the ground thanks to Zhen Yu, he was genuinely scared of this little neighbor girl.
Yet, he couldn’t help but try to tease her.
So he kept testing her limits, ready to cower instantly whenever things took a bad turn.
Zhen Yan, who exercised with his sister every morning, grew more and more apprehensive about her martial prowess.
When he tried to ask from where and when she learned, her look was as sharp as a knife, so Zhen Yan had no choice but to keep his curiosity to himself.
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Mrs. Zhen knew that no one would be out shopping in such heavy snow, so she decided to clean up the house first, planning to visit the shop later.
After tidying up the house, Mrs. Zhen checked the weather.
It seed the overnight snowfall was about over, so she dressed warmly and started shoveling snow after stepping out of the house.
After clearing the main path in the yard, Mrs. Zhen began to sweep the snow in front of the gate. Just as she swung the broom a couple of tis, Mrs. Fu ca out from her ho.
Both dressed similarly and holding similar tools, they smiled at each other.
Mrs. Zhen was the first to speak, "Where is Old Fu? How co he let you out to shovel snow?"
"He’s on early shift today, unlike my job where I can sneak in a bit late!" Mrs. Fu didn’t hide the perks of her office job.
"Haha... that’s a better shift! Who would mail anything on such a snowy day! I think it wouldn’t matter if I didn’t go at all!"
Mrs. Fu waved her hand, "Actually, that won’t do! Our post office director might overlook small issues, but he’s strict about the big ones!"
"It’s the downside of office jobs, not so free!"
"That can’t compare to running your own business! Open when you wish, or just not go at all today." Mrs. Fu joked.
"Go there and nobody buys anything, what’s the point?" Mrs. Zhen retorted, then added, "Tch! What a pity I hired soone; she opens the shop every morning. I still have to go today to let that girl know to close the shop and go ho, otherwise I really wouldn’t go!"
"The Han Family has a phone, right? Just go there and make a call to Sister Zhang to let her know! Her grocery store also has a phone installed!" Mrs. Fu suggested.
Mrs. Zhen’s expression wasn’t very pleasant, "No need."
Sensing sothing from her tone, Mrs. Fu asked, "What’s wrong? Did Old Han help Zhen Halong do sothing bad again?"
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