Professor Song was originally scheduled to return in mid-November, but before he could come back with his students and families, it was already December.
The temperatures this winter were truly cold, each drop in temperature came unexpectedly and plummeted rapidly.
In December, at a time when mild winters are becoming more usual, there might not even have been a first snowfall in previous years, yet in Yunqiao Village, the grumbling voices of Big White and Goose Sister could even penetrate through several hills early in the morning.
No other reason, the pond had frozen over.
The ducks trooped to the pond routinely, their feet snapping crisply on the withered leaves coated in cold frost, the shattered frost gradually melting into the soil.
The ducks stared at the pond, watching helplessly as Big White stepped on the ice a few times before turning back, leaving them perplexed.
Just… frozen over, what could they play with during the day?
