"You guys really have it rough!" Yang Chuxia sympathized with them.
Knowing there's a problem with that person, yet unable to do anything about it, tsk tsk, must be really frustrating.
"Isn't that right." Ye Zi'an agreed deeply, "Let's not talk about it, let's eat, the food at the office is truly not tasty."
Yang Chuxia laughed, if Ye Zi'an said it wasn't good, it must really not be great.
On November 25th, the Great Zhou's Capital City also started to have snow flurries, but mixed with rainwater, melting instantly upon hitting the ground.
"Mom, are you sure I need to wear this much?" With the weather getting colder, Yang Chuxia added extra layers to the kids early in the morning.
"It's cold, and there's no charcoal burning at your school, if you don't wear more, your hands and feet will be freezing."
