"Perhaps today's weather is suitable for plum blossoms to open."
"Just one bloom for now, wait until there are more, then cut them and put them in a vase."
The butler said, "I'll have someone take good care of them these days."
In the bitter cold, Old Mr. Qin circled the plum tree several times before reluctantly returning.
After returning, Old Mr. Qin drank two cups of hot tea to warm his body.
Because of the snow, the temperature outside has dropped significantly.
He was somewhat worried, with the New Year approaching, whether the snow is good or bad remains unknown.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, breakfast was ready, and the Old Lady asked, "Old man, the two kids haven't gotten up yet, should I call them?"
Old Mr. Qin told her not to: "Don't call them, let them sleep. On a day like this, being able to sleep in bed is true happiness."
He knew Kang Chen went out last night and likely returned very late, guessing he hasn't slept much.
