Woken up by the cold, Mu Yangling realized that Little Bowen had burrowed into her arms. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw her brother's dark head. She turned to look out of the window, but there was only white light.
It was already dawn? Why didn't she feel anything?
Mu Yangling thought in a daze. Then, she shuddered and widened her eyes to look out of the window. This was… snow.
It was snowing!
Mu Yangling hurriedly got up and shouted, "Father, Mother, get up quickly. It's snowing."
Mu Yangling quickly took out a thick blanket from the wardrobe and covered her brother with it. Then, she put on a cotton shirt and went out.
Now awake, Mu Shi covered his wife with a blanket before coming out. He saw that it was white outside, and the snow was already half a finger deep.
"Father, why is the snow so thick? It's only the end of September. It's not even winter yet," Mu Yangling shouted.
