Hearing Feng Qingxue's words, the three of Uncle Feng didn't immediately descend. Only when they had cleared the snow from the roof, gruntingly rubbing their hands, and shovelled the snow from the yard beyond the fence wall were they done - their heads steaming with exertion.
Feng Qingxue busily invited them inside.
She had already boiled a small pot of brown sugar ginger tea, and served everyone a generous bowl.
The ginger tea was to fight off the cold, but brown sugar was a luxury. Feng Aizhong and Feng Aihua hesitated to drink, using the warm bowls to warm their hands.
Observing this, Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Please drink while it's still hot, elder and second brothers. Once it gets cold, it will lose its warming effect. We still have more than half a bag of this brown sugar left. Each of you can take some home for your wives to drink later."
Feng Aihua said, "Give it all to the elder brother, our sister-in-law needs more nutrition."
