In the morning, Cheng Yue looked at her son and daughter dressed in thick cotton robes and skirts and nodded in satisfaction. Then, looking at the snowflakes filling the sky, she said, "Poor Hongji, with his bare head and no hair, must be so cold."
Qian Yixiu said, "Mother, don't worry, if he feels cold, he'll wear a monk's hat."
"But I forgot to make him a monk's hat," Cheng Yue said reproachfully, her eyes reddening.
"Mother didn't make him one, but there are people at their temple who specialize in making clothes; they will do it," Qian Yixiu comforted her. She seldom saw the Little Monk during the winter, as he usually left in the winter month and wouldn't return until the spring of the following year. In her memory, she had never seen the Little Monk wearing a hat.