A Miao and Lan Lixiao stayed in the countryside for a few days. She had not experienced this kind of life for many years already. Because the small village was very remote, there was no network, even the cell phone had a signal only when she stood under the big tree, at the end of the village.

"A Fu, what is A Miao doing?" Lan Lixiao looked out of the window. The weather is so gloomy; it looks like it might snow again.

Uncle Fu was stuffing firewood into the ...