When Chen Afu looked back, she saw Dabao standing on the bed wearing a red jacket and red pants while sporting a small red melon skin hat. Her son looked like a delightful red lantern pepper, whose beauty was simply indescribable. She went over to Dabao, held his face, and planted two kisses; laughing, she said, "My son outshines everyone else."
Chen Dabao, basking in all his glory, hugged her neck, saying, "I'm not as good as mother, I'm not as good as mother..."
Chen Afu crouched down to help Dabao put on his little red boots, cleaning his face before they held hands and left the west room.
Feathers of vast snow still fluttered in the sky as though housemaids had just cleaned a path through the courtyard, which was again covered by snowflakes. Not only was the yard covered in thick white snow, but also the rooftop, tree branches outside, and the lanterns, all wore a heavy coat of snow. The whole scene looked like a silver-wrapped beauty.
