The sky was gloomy all day, with no sunlight, and as the old butler reminisced about the past, the light in the room gradually dimmed along with his voice.
When leaving, it was already late, and as usual, the cold night winds seemed to penetrate the tiny pores of the skin, seeping into every corner of the body.
The buses in the snowy fields were no longer roaring with daytime speed, moving clumsily like drunkards walking slowly.
Fortunately for Miao Lishan today, the images of her parents and family became clearer in her mind, and the affection of her three brothers warmed her heart in the winter.
"... When kowtowing to Grandma, he followed the ancient etiquette, and once inside the living room, he behaved as a servant. When handing over the documents, he subtly indicated that he was present at the time, and then he visibly relaxed."
