Braving the wind and snow, Cheng Su and the others returned to their home in Huangtian Village. It was already near eight o'clock in the evening. From afar, she could hear Qi Xiaoqi's crying, and her heart tightened and ached, worrying incessantly.
Mother Qi carried Qi Xiaoqi out to the front door of the main house, bouncing her grandson as she craned her neck to look. Seeing Cheng Su and the others, her eyes lit up.
"Finally back!" She was very excited.
Cheng Su stepped forward first, saying, "Mom, let's go inside first. I'm freezing cold."
Inside the house, it was warmer than outside. Under the table where they usually ate, there was a coal basin surrounded by a thick cotton blanket, warm and cozy.
