"Mom, Dad." Xu Ying rode her bike, shivering all over, her lips turning slightly purplish.
Mrs. Xu was about to go out, but seeing her daughter come back like this, she felt terribly heartbroken. She took the bicycle from Xu, pulled her daughter into the house, and they headed straight to the stove. Mrs. Xu kept holding her daughter's hands to warm them.
"Why did you come back at this time? Don't you have to work tomorrow? Don't come back so often if it's not necessary, you might freeze to death on the way," Mrs. Xu said, her heart aching.
Xu Ying's hands were warmed by her mother, and her heart felt warm too. "Mom, I'm taking a week off this time."
Mrs. Xu looked surprised. "What happened? Why do you need such a long break?"
"The director of our restaurant rewarded me with a vacation," Xu Ying said with a smile, snuggling into her mother's embrace.
