With the current weather, there was no need for artificial snowfall. It had snowed heavily last night, and the manor was truly covered in silver. Thick snow accumulated on the ground, and a deep mark was left behind when one stepped on it.
"Daddy, look, Mommy's up!" Xiao Bao pulled Xia Wanyuan and skipped out the door.
On the snow, Jun Shiling was shoveling snow to make a snowman. When he heard footsteps, he turned around with an unhappy expression. "Your mother just caught a cold and you're pulling her around."
Xiao Bao hid beside Xia Wanyuan, who patted his head. "I've long recovered."
Jun Shiling touched the thickness of Xia Wanyuan's clothes and finally relaxed his frown.
The snow began to fall again. This was the first time Xia Wanyuan had built such a big snowman. She was as happy as a child the same age as Xiao Bao.
