A few days after New Year's Day, Auntie Zhao suddenly came to the stand.
Jiang Mingyuan was quite surprised by his mom's sudden arrival, "Mom! How come you're here?" He had just returned home for New Year's Day.
Auntie Zhao gave him a glance, "I'm not here to see you, I'm here for Xiaolin!"
Jiang Mingyuan chuckled as he touched his nose, his own son didn't seem to hold as much status in his mother's heart as Lin Xia did.
Seeing Auntie Zhao, Lin Xia felt very cordial, and she warmly welcomed her, "Auntie! Wasn't it cold on the way here? Come in and sit down, I've got a hot water bottle here that you can use to warm your hands!"
When Auntie Zhao entered the stand, her face was full of smiles for Lin Xia, unlike how she treated Jiang Mingyuan, as she refused the offer,
"Xiaolin, Auntie isn't cold! You keep it! My hands didn't really freeze on the way here, but my feet did. The bus was just too cold!"
