The heavy snow drifted down all night long.
Jiang Ran looked across at the eaves opposite, seeing the snow piled up there, more than ten centimeters thick.
Such thick snow had fallen overnight; if it continued to fall today, one could only imagine how thick it would get.
It was quite beautiful, but if the house wasn't sturdy enough, it could easily have problems due to the snow's weight.
Fortunately, the house had been thoroughly renovated once before they moved in.
Every tile was extremely solid, absolutely not prone to being crushed.
Jiang Ran was staring outside when she suddenly saw Pei Jing wrapped up tightly, running past her window.
On such a cold day, some kids tend to stay in bed longer.
But Pei Jing was clearly among the few exceptions.
Not only did he not linger in bed, he even got up at his usual time.
Since Pei Jing was already dressed and running outside, Pei Huai must have risen as well.
