December 1975, Yun Mansion
December's Beijing is covered in heavy snow, the entire city is wrapped in white, exceptionally beautiful, but Luo Datou's mood is rather low, hating this beautiful winter. Mr. Yun has become increasingly sensitive to cold. He wondered if Mr. Yun could survive this winter?
Although it was freezing outside, Mr. Yun's room was as hot as the peak of summer. Luo Datou had lit about ten charcoal stoves, burning fiercely, hoping to bring some warmth to Mr. Yun.
Yet, Mr. Yun's body seemed to be sealed by the icy cold, as if the chill was emanating from deep within his heart. He was wrapped in thick quilts, but his face was still pale and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
"Mr. Yun, drink this bowl of ginger brown sugar soup, it will warm us up!" Niu Erniu brought in a bowl of hot ginger and red sugar water that she had prepared, and Luo Datou took it from her.
