A month later, winter arrived in full swing.
The weather was brutally cold.
The cold wind howled, freezing everything it touched.
Early each morning, Qin Jian would routinely pull the two children out from under their warm blankets, dress them, and place a basin of cold water in front of them.
"Wash your face, get ready to go out!"
Ning Chenyang and Ning Chenguang touched the ice-cold water and immediately withdrew their hands.
"It's too cold! I don't want to touch this cold water."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Dad, this water is freezing!"
The two little ones looked pitifully at Qin Jian, too scared to use the cold water to wash their hands and faces.
"You have to keep using the cold water, it will get better over time!" Qin Jian felt sorry for the kids, but his compassion didn't change his principle.
He knew if he gave in, the achievements of the past month would be wasted.
