Sweeping the rooftops, making tofu, steaming buns, frying New Year cakes, all these tasks typical of traditional festivals were already on the schedule, with every household busily engaged.
The village children were playing outside, each holding a stick of incense and setting off firecrackers everywhere!
The festive atmosphere was growing increasingly strong.
An Hao stood in the courtyard, looking up at the grey sky, estimating that a heavy snowfall was already brewing.
An Ping, drenched in sweat from stoking the fire with a bellows in the kitchen all morning, came out for air and saw An Hao standing in the yard lost in thought.
"Sis, how come you're back by yourself? Where's my brother-in-law?" An Ping asked.
"He's off on a mission! It might be a long time?" An Hao didn't know exactly when he would be able to return.
In her previous life, she was dealing with a divorce from Qin Jian around this time of year.
