The closer they got to their destination, the less she dared to sleep. Tian Sangsang spent the whole night in light sleep. By the next day, before eight o'clock, the train had arrived at the station. In the early morning, the weather was very cold, with light snow falling from the sky.
Tian Sangsang first put a hat on Meng Shuyan, then a little blue cotton jacket, wrapped a yellow scarf around him, and only stopped when he was bundled up like a dumpling.
At first glance, he looked like a freshly steamed bun in winter.
Meng Shuyan's eyes curved as he giggled, "Mom, I feel like a little duck." As he spoke, warm breath drifted into the air.
"In winter, ducks are too frozen to walk." Tian Sangsang said, "You're a little penguin." She also gave him a milk candy to slowly chew on.
Meng Shuyan was very satisfied, smacking his lips without saying another word, savoring the milk candy, and curiously scanning his surroundings with sparkling eyes.
