But the streets of the capital looked even more beautiful with a thin layer of snow covering them.
The children were all dressed warmly and were held or held by their parents as they went out shopping together.
Seeing others carrying large and small bags, squeezing together, and haggling over prices with red faces and thick necks, the Ye family felt more and more relaxed.
Old Mrs. Ye bought a bag of candied fruit and shared it with the children.
With snacks, the children are all doing better.
"Look, look, look, this year's newest toy, a little dragon whose head and tail can move freely—"
"Next year is the Year of the Dragon. Buy one and take it home. The kids can play with it, too."
The shouts of toy sellers came from the roadside.
Although this voice did not attract the attention of the adults in the Ye family, it attracted Ye Changnian who was following Ye Changxue.
He turned his head and saw the stall owner holding up a small wooden dragon for display.
Ye Changnian didn't know if he had inherited Ye Laosan's hobby, but he was very interested in wood carving and other things. This little dragon was indeed carved very beautifully, and its body was divided into several parts connected together, so it could be moved at will and was very flexible.
The more Ye Changnian looked at it, the more he liked it. He had long forgotten the adults' repeated instructions and only wanted to watch the little dragon swaying slowly in the stall owner's hand.
Ye Changxue was so dazzled by the excitement that she didn't even notice that her brother, who had been holding her hand, had let go.
Ye Changnian walked to the stall, squatted down, and looked at the little dragon carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Seeing that Ye Changnian was just a child and probably didn't have much money on him, the stall owner was busy entertaining other customers and didn't bother to pay any attention to him.
But at this moment, in the alley not far behind the stall, a pair of eyes were already fixed on Ye Changnian.
The man was wearing a gray cotton coat, his hands were tucked into his sleeves, and he had a gray hat on his head. He almost blended in with the stone wall next to him, so low-key that he could not attract anyone's attention at all.
He had been squatting here for almost a whole morning, and finally saw his target, Ye Changnian.
There was no adult around him, and although he was dressed decently, he didn't look like a family of officials.
The most important thing is that the child is young, looks good, and is chubby. He can definitely be sold at a good price.
The man thought this in his heart, pulled down the brim of his hat, and walked out of the alley.
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