Xia Hua

That day, a biting winter wind started blowing from lunch time, and then the clouds gathered and it rained heavily. In the morning, Xia Hua and nanny Xuemei were still strolling in the park. Now it was impossible to go for a walk. Xia Hua couldn't ask for it. Xia Hua never liked long walks, especially on cold afternoons. Just imagine, coming back 'home' in the cold dusk, with your hands and feet frozen, being scolded by your adoptive mother, and feeling that your health is not good, that's really not a good situation. At this moment, Qian Han and Qian Na were both in the living room, surrounded by their mother Li Bei. And Li Bei was leaning on the sofa, with her little darlings sitting next to her...