Zhang Guoqing got up early in the morning, happily ran to the yard to sweep the snow, just about to loudly sing out "Our common folks, today is really joyous."
Thinking about going up the mountain to hunt later, he swung the iron shovel quickly.
Today, except for Zhang Guoqiang who had to go to work, all the men in the family would go up the mountain with dry food. At this time, Mother Zhang was lying in bed, hearing the sound of sweeping outside, she knew her youngest son had gotten up.
She quickly lifted the blanket and hurriedly dressed.
Mr. Zhang was awakened by her, "Why the rush, take your time. It's still early."
"You stay lying down, I'm going to find my youngest son."
Mr. Zhang sat up and realized that the youngest son had probably gotten up around five, so he got up along with his wife. The couple both smiled when they heard the sound of the west and east wings' doors opening.
