As dusk approached, Haitang noticed the return of the people. Shi Hu and Dongfang Long had brought back a pheasant, and Haitang observed their expressions.

"Have some soup..." Haitang said. Shi Hu nodded. Dongfang Long looked a little dejected because he hadn't found anything to eat.

"Don't look so gloomy." Dongfang Long looked at Haitang and nodded. Haitang patted his cheek and told him to go eat something. Dongfang Long nodded. He hadn't eaten much today, and Haitang was helpless.

Under these circumstances, Haitang started preparing things. Haitang wanted to get a brazier, but the room was too small, and she was afraid something might happen if she fell asleep.

So they didn't bother with anything. Under these circumstances, the group sat not far apart. After looking at Haitang's mat, Dongfang Long also started weaving. When it got dark, Haitang fell asleep holding Xiaohe.

The two children were sleeping on the floor, as was Shi Hu. Haitang understood that Shi Hu was worried about his two daughters. Haitang felt that Xiao He's body was warmer, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid this girl will stay cold and distant, and then I won't know what to do.

While Haitang was sleeping that night, she woke up the next day to find Shi Hu and Dongfang Long had gone out. Looking at the sky outside, Haitang said, "Father, although the snow stopped today, isn't this still too dangerous?"

"No, we can all smell the scent and come back. Nothing will happen. You and your younger siblings stay home quietly," Shi Hu said.

Upon hearing this, Haitang opened her mouth but said nothing, because she couldn't stop him.

Moreover, she knew she couldn't stop it. Just like her memory, the blizzard would stop now, but later it would be almost impossible to open her eyes. Under these circumstances, Haitang could only helplessly prepare things at home.