Before one knew it, the coldest winter month of the year had arrived, and three snowfalls had already come to pass. Fortunately, there wasn't a series of snowstorms that caused the severe snow disaster of last year, but the cold was intense, scarcely any better than last year's disaster. Mo Yan spent each day sitting by the brazier in the small room, reluctant to step out of the house even for a moment.
The five animals, now donning thick fur, also became lethargic. On overcast days or when it was snowy or rainy, they too disliked going out, preferring to huddle in the small room to warm up by the fire and wait for Mo Yan's feeding. They enjoyed delicious roasted sweet potatoes and popcorn, living quite comfortably!
"Sister Yanyan, did I do the accounting correctly?" After racking her brains, Liyan finally managed to finish the accounting for this month's greenhouse vegetables and handed it over to Mo Yan for review.
