Entering October, Liangdu began to see the first flurries of snow.
Daozi was confined at home by Daohua, except for accompanying Gu Jian and Guo Ruomei, he was seldom allowed to go out, for fear of catching a cold.
Though he couldn't go out, there were blankets laid out inside the house, allowing him to run around as he pleased.
"Mom, play!"
The maid played with Daozi for a while, but soon he got bored and ran 'thump, thump, thump' to hug Daohua's thigh.
Daohua was writing letters to her family and didn't even look up: "You can't go out, it's snowing outside, you'll catch cold. Wait for Mom to finish writing to Grandpa, and both Grandmas and Grandpas, then I'll play with you."
Daozi started squirming while holding onto Daohua's leg: "Mom, play!"
Daohua glanced at her son begging adorably and hearing his sweet voice, her heart melted. She had no choice but to pick up the little guy: "Mom will write the letter first, and then play with you, is that okay?"
