The scenery of Ning'an Village is quite picturesque and interesting in the snow.
Before long, the Lin family's door was being knocked on loudly.
Lin Wanyue quickly stuffed the roasted sweet potato into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out.
She ran over and opened the door, only to see Wang Hu and Big Nose grinning foolishly outside, their noses and cheeks red from the cold, their shoes and bodies covered in snow.
"Why did you come here? Would you like to come in and warm up by the fire?"
"Okay, okay."
Lin Weiming, who was busy making bamboo weaving under the eaves, frowned when he saw his daughter leading two little kids inside.
Wang Hu and Big Nose didn't know the meaning of politeness, so they followed Lin Wanyue into the main room of the Lin family's house, warmed themselves by the fire, and talked to her.
Seeing that the two little brats hadn't come out for a long time, Lin Weiming thought for a moment, put down his work, and squeezed over to warm himself by the fire.
"Father, why are you still here?" Lin Wanyue looked up at Lin Weiming with a puzzled expression.
Her father didn't used to like warming himself by the fire. After all, he was in his prime, working in the fields and hunting in the mountains all day long, so he was in great health. He even said that only women with weak constitutions like Lin Wanyue and Xue Fu needed to warm themselves by the fire.
But now they're crowding around the fire, refusing to move aside.
Lin Weiming then looked at Wang Hu and Big Nose, a forced smile on his face: "Hey, it's almost dark, why aren't you two going home yet? Your mother hasn't called you for dinner."
Wang Hu, Big Nose: "..."
Uncle Lin, you have no manners at all!
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