Luo Qiao was just about to ask everyone what they wanted for dinner so she could start preparing in advance.
Then she heard her sister-in-law Zhou Xiaomin shout, "It's snowing."
Luo Qiao quickly stood up and looked outside: "These snowflakes are not small."
Zhou Guifang went out to collect some things from the courtyard: "It's about time for a snowfall, we've only had one since the start of winter and it wasn't very big. A bit of snow can suppress pests and make spring planting easier."
Luo Qiao, looking at the snow floating down from the sky, said, "Grandma, let's have hotpot tonight."
Hearing Luo Qiao's words, Xiao Ya also agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, Grandma, hotpot is perfect for this weather."
Zhou Guifang smiled at her granddaughter-in-law: "You are such a foodie, only Xuyuan can put up with you."
Xiao Ya giggled, "Grandma, you spoil me too."