Days went by, and with Mr. Zhang and Mother Zhang stationed in the village, the courtyard in the county town returned to tranquility.
Zhang Guoqing and his wife, Zhou Jiao, after a period of review, faced their first exam since arriving in this world.
Last night, a heavy snow had covered the three snowmen in the yard, and Zhang Guoqing was carefully restoring their shapes. These three snowmen were the creations he and Zhou Jiao spent an entire afternoon building yesterday.
From the yard came the sound of knocking on the door, along with the loud voice of Zhao Yuanyuan shouting.
Zhang Guoqing checked the time and rolled his eyes to the sky — this girl had taken a liking to his home, his wife, and his son. All that talk about girlfriends and girls' privacy, he found most annoying!
"Stop shouting, come on in. It's still early for school. Why did you get up so early?"
