Chapter 88: Numb with Cold
So, the kang stove that Qin Xiangyang and his family used this year was burning fiercely, and even though there were two kangs in their house, none of them ever got cold.
With a kang stove, they wouldn’t fear the cold outside, the winter at this time, without heating or air conditioning, was unimaginably cold in Dadao Village. The cold in the mountainous areas is something city people can’t imagine, but once used to it, they could endure it, especially when they return home to the burning kang stove, making the whole house warm and cozy.
Qin Xiangyang wrapped Nuannuan’s little face tightly with a large scarf, so tight that no wind could get through. Nuannuan shook her little head, then pulled down the scarf covering her face a bit, wondering if her older brother was trying to suffocate her with this scarf.
"Ah, sorry," Qin Xiangyang immediately knew he did something wrong when he saw his sister’s face turning red. He clumsily used both hands to rub her little cheeks.
Nuannuan’s face was being kneaded by her brother like dough, and it seemed he found it quite enjoyable as he continued until her little face turned red, looking very charming and then he finally stopped.
Nuannuan sighed, deciding to tie the scarf herself without letting her brother do it. Her brother had no talent in writing, nor in tying a scarf. She wrapped her entire face, neither too tight nor too loose, enough to breathe and block the wind.
A child’s face is very important, and there are things to be cautious about from a young age. At this time in the rural areas, hands and faces get frozen often. Just like Nuannuan would have her hands swell up like radishes every winter, then cracking open until healing in the spring of the next year.