"Are you going to keep your word?" Zhang Nan stole a puzzled look. "You're also setting a good example for Feng Jun. I think Little Xinyuan must have been influenced by Jiang Yi to take care of his mother so well."
"Alright, Madam. I'll definitely work harder." Feng Xing bowed.
Zhang Nan smiled and started playing with Feng Xing. From an outsider's point of view, the two of them were still very intimate. It was time to play with the catapults. Jiang Yi rubbed the snowballs on the ground. Fu Xin, who had never seen snow before, wanted to play too. Then, she asked Jiang Yi, "Can I rub one too?"
Jiang Yi didn't say anything, but he couldn't resist Fu Xin's request. Seeing that he was silent, Fu Xin became a little anxious and turned her back to him angrily. Seeing that there was no other way, Jiang Yi asked, "Just one?"
Fu Xin was very certain. "Just one. I won't catch a cold."