Accompanied by the anticipation of the long-term mission reward from the system, Mo Jingchun, alongside his sister Candy, fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Mo Jingchun rarely slept in; he only got up when his granduncle called for breakfast, quickly helping Candy, who had woken up earlier and hid under the covers, get dressed.
Having just washed his face, his granduncle urged him a second time to hurry downstairs for breakfast.
"Coming, coming."
As he closed the front door, Mo Jingchun stepped onto the fifteen to sixteen centimeters thick snow and cautiously walked step by step towards his granduncle's house.
In the past, Mo Jingchun wouldn't have been so careful; with such thick snow, he would have started running and playing in it.
But now, with a little sweetheart in his arms, he wouldn't mind falling himself, but it would be serious if his sister Candy fell as well.
