Snowballs flew back and forth, drawing roars of laughter from everyone.
Ding Qin sat in the warm house, holding a steaming cup of hot tea.
Watching the rowdy children outside, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The lively scene made her feel as if she had returned to her own childhood.
But Shanshan was the youngest of the group.
Even Qin Haoyu, who was about her age, was several months older.
He was well-fed and well-nourished.
Standing next to her, he was a full head taller, like a little tree.
With her short little arms and legs, Shanshan was no match for them in a snowball fight.
She had just packed a snowball and hadn't even had a chance to throw it when someone snuck up from behind and stuffed a handful of snow down her collar, making her jump and yelp from the cold.
Even with Qin Haoyu desperately trying to shield her and fight back on her behalf, the two of them were still chased all over the yard by the other kids, without a moment to even catch their breath.
