"Jiang Ning, you really are such a kind person—you reunited their family of three!"
Across the endless snowfield, Xue Yuantong's children's shoes left behind cute little footprints as she trudged toward the western row houses.
Jiang Ning carried the snakeskin bag. "A family should be together, nice and neat."
Xue Chuchu was momentarily speechless. Those two were far too brutal.
She deeply realized that she was the most conscientious member of the group.
Snow filled the sky. The footprints they had left on their way over had already been buried, their trail impossible to distinguish. Even they themselves seemed to have melted into the snow, becoming part of the scenery.
Gradually, when they reached the row houses, they saw several distinct sets of footprints in the snow before the door, some going straight, others winding about. They were traces of human activity.
When Xue Yuantong saw the snakeskin bag Jiang Ning was carrying, she remembered what Bi Yue had said and felt they shouldn't make too much of a fuss. She reminded him, "Jiang Ning, let's hide the rabbits and pretend we didn't catch any. Keep a low profile."
Jiang Ning was well versed in the art of concealing one's abilities. He agreed and slung the snakeskin bag behind his back.
Xue Chuchu said, "Ah, is there even a difference?"
It was not yet noon.
Zhang Butcher and Zhang Ruyun sat by the door. The row houses by the river dam stood in a remote location, with no central heating. Large platform beds were not popular in Hui Province, and running the air conditioner cost too much. Neither father nor son wanted to stay bundled up in bed, so they sat outside drinking Large Bones soup and admiring the snowy view.
"Whew, this snow is really coming down!" Zhang