Lin Zheng pouted, looking pitifully at Gu'er. After both Lin Shan and Gu'er pleaded on his behalf, Chen Fengjiao reluctantly relented. She had been worried and didn't want Lin Zheng going to the village. But he was eager to go, and with Lin Shan and Gu'er's assurances, she had no choice but to agree. Still uneasy, she insisted on seeing them off downstairs.
As soon as they got downstairs, Gu'er was dumbfounded by the sight of the silvery snowflakes. It was snowing! It was actually snowing today, and quite heavily at that. 'This... how am I supposed to get back to the village!'
"It's snowing. Hurry and go back inside. You can't go to the village in this weather. You can't even see the paths there; you might get lost."
A flash of delight crossed Chen Fengjiao's eyes. She was especially grateful for the weather. Her husband and daughter wouldn't have to go to the village, and neither would her young son. 'This is great.'
