A family of three walked on the muddy snow-covered road, presenting itself as a picturesque sight to others.
The man was tall and burly, while the woman was petite and graceful. Their chubby son, "Little Fatty," was particularly noticeable with his round, fair face. The red scarf around his neck fluttered in the wind, saving him from the biting cold.
"Xibao has grown up so nicely, look at his chubby appearance."
"Lu Jiang, you're indeed blessed, with a good wife and a chubby son. You should treat your wife well while she's at home."
"With the weather so cold, both of you are quite bold to bring Xibao out. Aren't you afraid of him getting cold?"
Such chit-chat was a constant companion along the way.
Lu Jiang laughed somewhat foolishly, suddenly meeting a hurried Miao Fengqin.
