Before we knew it, the cold season had arrived.

Previously, Xia Qingqing had only heard Ali talk about it or occasionally seen what the original plane looked like during the cold season through the system panel.

But none of that compares to Xia Qingqing's personal experience.

It was the first time she had ever seen snowflakes as big as goose feathers, with the entire mountainside covered in white snow.

The orcs had to clear the snow in front of the cave several times a day, otherwise the entire cave might be covered in snow the next day.

As for the temperature, Xia Qingqing felt it was alright. After all, she had the temperature-regulating clothing given to her by Glek, so minus forty or fifty degrees Celsius wasn't too difficult for her to endure.

In this kind of weather, only the beastmen can still be active outside, while the females all wear thick animal skin coats and stay at home to hibernate.

The two little guys, Abao and Abei, come to play with Xia Qingqing every day because she has good cartoons and delicious snacks.

It's true that it's hard to find a child who doesn't like watching cartoons.

Abao and Abei feel restless if they don't come to Xia Qingqing's place to watch cartoons every day.

Xia Qingqing was worried that watching too much tablet screen time would be bad for their eyesight, so she limited their viewing time every day, which led to the two little ones constantly battling wits with Xia Qingqing.

Abao is a clever little devil. He knows that Xia Qingqing really likes his and his brother's animal forms, so when Xia Qingqing disagrees with them watching cartoons, he will transform into his animal form and act cute towards her.

"Auntie, the most beautiful and prettiest auntie, can we watch one more episode?" Abao said, looking at Xia Qingqing with his big tiger eyes, and then rubbed his cheek against hers.

The little tiger was clearly bigger than Xia Qingqing, but it tried its best to shrink into Xia Qingqing's arms.

Who could resist such an adorable little tiger? Xia Qingqing, for one, couldn't bear to.

"Then let's watch the last episode. After you finish watching it, Auntie will take you out to build a snowman," Xia Qingqing said with a smile, ruffling Abao's hair.

"Okay~, I knew Auntie was the best."

Fifteen minutes later, when they finally watched the episode, Abao and Abei reluctantly returned the tablet to Xia Qingqing.

Xia Qingqing put the tablet into the system warehouse, took the two of them by the hand and said, "Good girl, come on, Auntie will take you out to play."

Although the snow outside had been cleared in the morning, it was already above knee-deep again.

Instead of building a snowman, Abao and Abei copied Xia Qingqing's snowball, rolled it on the ground, and then rolled it forward.

In no time, a huge snowball was rolled out.

Xia Qingqing rolled another smaller snowball, stacked the two snowballs together, and used props to make eyes, a nose, and a mouth for the snowman.

Finally, he put a bright red scarf on the snowman, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, all done."

After building a snowman outside for so long, Xia Qingqing's fingers were frozen red, but fortunately, she didn't suffer from frostbite. After all, all that time she spent practicing body tempering techniques hadn't been for nothing.

Abao glanced at the snowman Xia Qingqing had built, then at his own, and realized that even though they had done the exact same thing, his snowman looked particularly ugly. Somewhat annoyed, he punched his snowman to pieces.

Seeing this, Xia Qingqing smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Abao? Did the snowman make you angry?"

"No, it's too ugly," Abao shook his head and said shyly.

"Haha, Bao, you did a great job building a snowman for the first time. You'll get better with more practice," Xia Qingqing said with a smile.

While the two were talking, Abe's eyes darted around, and she quietly took the red scarf off the snowman that Xia Qingqing had built and put it around the neck of her own snowman. She even clapped her hands in satisfaction at the end.

Upon seeing this, Abao immediately complained to Xia Qingqing, "Auntie, look! Abe stole the snowman scarf!"

"It's okay, Auntie has another one here," Xia Qingqing said with a smile, taking out another scarf from the system's inventory.

Ali happened to come out to call his son home for dinner and saw the three of them having a great time.

He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. Sometimes Qingqing looked like a child who hadn't grown up. No wonder Abao and Abei both liked to play with her.

Abao was the first to see his father and waved to him with a grin, "Dad, we're here!"

"Auntie, Dad must be calling us for dinner. Do you want to come back and eat with us?"

Just then, Ali walked over and, upon hearing his son's words, immediately chimed in, "Yes, Qingqing, let's go home and have dinner together."

"Alright then," Xia Qingqing didn't refuse. Eating is more enjoyable when there are more people around.

When Ahua saw Xia Qingqing arrive, she was overjoyed: "The food is ready, let's eat!"

On the stone table sat a large bowl of fish soup, a large plate of roasted meat, and a small bowl of white rice.

Speaking of which, Xia Qingqing gave the rice seeds to Ali a few years ago, but it took Ali and his people two or three years of experimentation to successfully cultivate the rice.

Even so, the rice yield is not high, just enough for everyone to occasionally change their diet. It is impossible to eat your fill every day, and the staple food of the beastmen is still meat.

Ahua was very enthusiastic, constantly piling food into Xia Qingqing's bowl: "Qingqing, don't be shy, eat more."

Xia Qingqing nodded: "Ahua, your cooking skills are getting better and better. This fish soup doesn't have any fishy smell at all. It's so comforting to drink a bowl of hot soup in this kind of weather."

Ahua blushed slightly at the praise and said, "It's all thanks to your excellent teaching; otherwise, we wouldn't know how to do these things."

Before Ali met Xia Qingqing, the people in his tribe drank cold water in the dead of winter, and their roasted meat was often undercooked, let alone their soup.

In those years, Ahua would always fall ill once or twice during the cold season, and then drink a lot of herbal medicine brewed by the shaman. So she was especially grateful to Xia Qingqing for teaching them so much.

Of course, it wasn't just her; everyone in the tribe was very grateful to Xia Qingqing.

"Haha, that's because you're so talented, Ahua. Not everyone can cook as well as you," Xia Qingqing said sincerely.

Ali nodded vigorously in agreement, saying, "Qingqing is right. Ahua is very capable. My fish soup is particularly awful."

"That's because you're stupid. Qingqing clearly said that the scales need to be removed, but you always skip this step because you think it's too much trouble," Ahua said, somewhat speechless.

Ali quickly admitted his mistake: "I know I was wrong, I will correct it next time."

"You only ever say this," Ahua said with a hint of disdain, but her tone was actually tinged with amusement.

Xia Qingqing watched the young couple bickering with a smile, with two adorable children nearby. Their life was both warm and beautiful.