After the incident with his own silly dog, it no longer wanted to go outside.
It even sulked for several days because Su Tang teased it.
In the end, Su Tang made it a hat from beast skin, covering the bald spot on its head, and it slowly forgave her.
Meanwhile, the snow kept falling: small flurries ceaselessly floating down from the sky, unbroken sequence, one after the other.
Because the houses were kept warm, the snowflakes would melt into droplets as they neared any house, hence the surrounding areas of the houses were damp but there were no heaps of snow.
The melted snow water ran down the sewer system, not accumulating on the ground.
But other parts of the valley were already a white expanse, with snow reaching at least up to the knee.
Su Tang would gaze out of the window every day, longing for a sunny day to have a jaunt outside.
Perhaps her desires were too deep. As soon as she got up this morning, she felt the long-lost sunlight!
