After daybreak, the snowflakes became smaller, but Little Snow was still floating in the wind.
It's uncertain when this snow would stop.
Xiao Jihan somehow brought in some soil and was busy using it with grass stalks to build a kang in the adjoining room.
In the cold weather, he was wearing a snow-white Beast Skin Clothes, busy in the wind and snow. His long snow-colored hair blended almost completely with the wind and snow, carrying a cold and ethereal aura, which contrasted sharply with the task at hand.
Da Bao sat on the threshold of the stove room, watching Xiao's father busy at work. He wanted to help, but Xiao's father wouldn't allow it.
He could only occasionally add some firewood to the stove to ensure the food in the pot stayed hot.
Upon hearing some noise, Da Bao hurried over, "Mother, you're awake."
"Mm, I'm awake. Why did you get up so early?"
She felt it was just dawning.
"I must have slept too deeply."
When they woke up, did she really not hear any noise?
