The next day, the snow cleared, and the sun rose.
The estate was cloaked in silver and gold hues, while Xiaozhao was wrapped in a big cotton coat, leaning on a small cane, leaving two tiny footprints and a round hole slowly stretching into the distance.
The cotton coat was very warm, with the fluffy collar enveloping her neck, revealing only a cute face and a pair of eyes smiling like new moons.
Numerous pitch-black crows stood on either the rockery, tall trees, or rooftops, with wild yet calm eyes, overlooking the lively courtyard.
"One, two, three..."
"One, two, three, four, five, five..."
"One, two, two, don't run, don't run..."
"Wah wah wah!"
Xiao Ping'an sat on the boss lady's lap, counting the crows, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't count beyond "five" because the crows kept flying around, preventing him from counting.
This made Xiao Ping'an cry loudly, tears streaming down his face.
While he cried, Xiaozhao laughed.
