Chapter 117 First Time Seeing Snow
It hasn't snowed in Haicheng for many years.
It fell gently and quickly covered the ground with a layer of mottled white frost.
In an instant, no one cared about the cold, and everyone went outside.
Mao Mao ran ahead, bundled up tightly like a fluffy little snowball, rolling all the way to the door. As she stepped off the stairs, she stretched out one foot to touch the ground, paused, and then pulled it back.
Mao Mao squatted down, placed her little hands obediently on her knees, and looked curiously at her footprints.
It's Mao Mao's foot! Surrounded by snowflakes on the ground, it shows a small and delicate shape.
"Brother," she said, turning to her brother, "Drawing?"
"This isn't a painting, it's snow."
Lou Hongjian led her out, and Mao Mao nervously hunched her small body, carefully stepping on her own footprints, covering the previous one, leaving a long, winding trail.
She looked back at the string of footprints behind her, then tilted her head back as the cool, icy snowflakes fell on her face.
"Brother..." Just as she was about to speak, Xuezi fell into her mouth, icy cold. Mao Mao was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head: "White rain?"
"It's not raining, it's snowing."
Lou Yansui looked at her short and stocky figure: "Mao Mao, have you never seen snow before?"
"Um!"
This was the first time Mao Mao had ever seen snowflakes.
Haicheng has a humid climate and rarely snows. When it does snow, it's usually a mix of rain and snow, melting into rain before it even hits the ground. She's young, and today is the first time in her life she's seen pure white snowflakes.
Lou Yansui looked up at the sky: "Judging from the snowfall, it might be piled up by tomorrow."
Lou Hongjian exclaimed excitedly, "Then tomorrow, I can take Mao Mao to build a snowman!"
Mao Mao's eyes sparkled: "Snowman?"
I've heard of this Mao Mao before!
In the fairy tales her brother read to her, there was a snowman.
"I'll help Mao Mao build a snowman too," Lou Yansui said. "But, Third Brother, aren't you afraid of the cold?"
Lou Hongjian confidently raised his head: "What's a little cold? When I was in France, I could go winter swimming with people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind blew by, and the three siblings shivered all at once.
Lou Hongjian quickly picked up his younger sister from the ground and went into the house.
It was Mao Mao's first time seeing snow, and she was incredibly excited. Once inside, she glued herself to the French windows, staring intently out the window, not even daring to blink.
By evening, the snow had accumulated into a thin layer on the ground.
Not only has it not stopped, but it's showing an increasingly strong trend.
Everyone returning home had snowflakes on their shoulders and shivered as they entered the door.
"It's really cold this year; even Haicheng has snowed."
Lou Heming said to Grandma Lou with concern, "Grandma, please take care to keep warm. In this weather, the elderly and children are most susceptible to illness. The roads are slippery in the snow, so please be careful when you go out and don't fall."
Madam Lou nodded.
Like Mao Mao, she had already been observed being bundled up in thick layers, wearing the most clothes at home.
Even her cat was wearing a little vest newly knitted by the second concubine.
"How's the situation in Haicheng?" Lou Yansui asked her elder brother. "With such heavy snow today, what are the beggars outside going to do?"
Lou Fengju: "We have already found empty houses for them to live in. The merchants have also reached an agreement to try their best not to raise rice prices this year. Because of the timely notification, they have stockpiled a lot of goods, which can guarantee the supply."
“My mother donated a lot of supplies to the orphanage and Tzu Chi Hospital a few days ago.”
"We issued a notice in the newspapers to warn everyone that a sharp drop in temperature was coming. Even if they didn't believe it, they should have made some preparations."
"The military headquarters..."
Lou Fengju did not hide anything and told his younger brother everything he could, from people's livelihood to military affairs.
Because of the little girl's prediction, the thing that everyone in the family is most concerned about lately is the upcoming cold wave.
The first wife glanced to the side and asked, "I'm planning to take some people to distribute porridge. Anyone want to come along?"
Xia Xiaoxiang was the first to raise her hand: "Me, Madam, I'll go with you."
The third concubine followed closely behind: "Me too! Perfect timing, I don't have any social engagements coming up, I'll have plenty of free time."
Several ladies responded enthusiastically, and Old Madam Lou also wanted to go, but because of her bad legs, she was afraid of falling, so the First Madam refused.
Old Madam Lou's face fell, and she looked displeased.
As they were talking, they suddenly heard a "thump" from the side. When everyone turned around, they saw that it was Mao Mao who had fallen to the ground.
She slid off the chair, her short legs carrying her as she ran out without looking back.
Everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked at her small bowl.
It's all clean; we've finished eating.
But they haven't finished eating yet!
When we eat at home, when have you ever seen Mao Mao finish eating first? She always eats until the very end.
Xia Xiaoxiang quickly called out, "Mao Mao, won't you eat some more?"
"Mao Mao has finished eating!"
Mao Mao staggered out of the dining room.
Lou Yansui immediately understood: "Mao Mao went to see the snow."
Haha!
The snow is so beautiful that it even made Mao Mao stop eating?
Of course it looks good!
After dark, the empty courtyard outside was illuminated only by a dim streetlamp; nothing else could be seen.
Even so, Mao Mao still stared intently at the small patch of light cast by the streetlight.
The snow did not stop that night; in fact, it seemed to be getting heavier.
Before going to bed that night, she tugged at her brother's clothes and mumbled sleepily, "Brother, snowman..."
Lou Yansui kissed her little face and said gently, "I remember, when you wake up tomorrow morning, I'll take you to build a snowman."
Mao Mao's cheeks were rosy as she fell asleep expectantly.
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