"It's so cold, so cold." Tao Xue returned to the carriage after tossing some trash outside, constantly rubbing her hands.
Xiang Ying had just taken out a copper basin, placed firewood inside, and set up the warm stove.
Fortunately, because of the heavy snow, the carriage was not moving fast, nor was it too bumpy.
Qi Fengyi was in charge of driving the carriage, and she wouldn't let Xiang Ying replace her no matter what.
So, Xiang Ying exchanged seven or eight warm babies and stuck them on the front and back of Qi Fengyi's chest.
Now, Qi Fengyi was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, previously covered with bear skin on her back, and her entire head was enveloped, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
The three little ones were draped in thick quilts, huddled in the corner of the carriage, holding dried meat in their little hands, and cradling a can of milk in their right.
A bite of meat, a sip of milk, they ate while reading, unaffected by the howling snow outside.
