After they finished eating, Qingmu, Zhang Huai, and Zhang Yang went out as planned to shovel the snow blocking the courtyard gate. Juhua watched the three dark figures bustling about in the snow, occasional bursts of muffled laughter drifting over. She found it both amusing and heartwarming, feeling she had thoroughly enjoyed the evening, completely unaware that her future was about to be sealed. 'After all, I can't be an exception. It's already a blessing to have an advantage over others. How could I really get to date someone before deciding on marriage!'
Now that life was better, heavy snow days weren't so detestable and difficult to get through. Instead, they had become a reason for people to relax. Zheng Changhe had spent the entire evening chatting with Zhang Dashuan. He was heading home, thoroughly satisfied, when he spotted three dark figures bustling in the snow before he even reached his courtyard gate—the kids were actually shoveling snow this late at night!
