The first snow of winter came late. It was very heavy and the sky turned dark very quickly. George's car was waiting at the foot of the barren mountain. The headlights of the car illuminated the snowflakes like dancing elves in the night.
It was very warm in the car. William leaned against the window and looked eagerly at the barren mountains. He asked, "It's snowing. What if my mother accidentally rolls down?"
Amelia said, "Don't worry. Eldest Aunt's knees will bend now. She can walk smoothly."
Lucas looked down at the tablet, his face expressionless.
George suddenly asked, "Mia, your aunt can't stay, right?"
Amelia was discouraged. "Eldest Uncle, how did you know?"
George looked at Amelia. The young lady's heart was written all over her face. He was not the only one who could tell. Everyone could tell, so recently, the old lady had been stuffing Ling with food. She was afraid that after she left, no one would give her anything to eat.
