"It's really cold today." In the dilapidated temple, Old Man Zhou and Old Man Qian had just swept a path through the snow in the courtyard. "Little girl, I told you not to come out, hurry back inside."

Zhao Si'en gave them a sweet smile, "It's okay, it's not cold when you move around."

She was also sweeping the snow along with them.

Back when her family was doing well, whenever it snowed and she wanted to play outside, her mom and grandma would always worry she'd get cold and wouldn't let her go out. Each time, she envied other kids who could play in the snow without worry.

But now, she would rather have those two fussing over her, telling her not to go outside and play.

By the time Gu Lingling arrived, the three of them had already finished sweeping the snow.

"The snow is really heavy!" Gu Lingling stomped the snow off her shoes before entering the room, "These pickled vegetables and sauce were made by my grandma and me."

"Sister Lingling, you take them back with you; we already have a lot of pickled vegetables," Zhao Si'en declined.

She had already received too many things, and in this bitter winter, these vegetables were the most precious.

So she couldn't accept them.

"You child." Gu Lingling put the items in the kitchen, "It's not just for you alone. I'll go check on the old man."

Since Zhao Si'en had been living here, she learned that Gu Lingling knew Old Man Zhou, which is how she ended up staying here, and she felt grateful towards her.

"I'll cook later, don't leave for lunch," Zhao Si'en said.

If it was before, she wouldn't have believed she would one day be chopping vegetables and cooking, but now her cooking skills had noticeably improved.

Moreover, her personality had become stronger than before.

All of this was because of Gu Lingling. Without her, Zhao Si'en didn't dare to imagine what her life would be like.

"Alright, let's cook together later." Since it was snowing heavily today, there probably wouldn't be any visitors.

Knowing that Gu Lingling definitely had something to discuss with Old Man Zhou, the two had originally planned to play a few rounds, but Old Man Qian found an excuse to help Zhao Si'en with the cooking.

"The cotton inside your jacket is about to come out. I'll patch it up for you later. This is my grandpa's old jacket, and my grandma washed it clean. I put some new cotton inside. It's cold these days, don't be reluctant to wear it," Gu Lingling instructed.

"Alright, Old Man Qian will be envious of me again," Old Man Zhou happily enjoyed Gu Lingling's nagging.

"Does he need to envy you?" Gu Lingling rolled her eyes at him, as if she didn't know there certainly was someone behind Old Man Qian.

Those shadows she saw couldn't have been her imagination.

"Heh heh, this little girl knows quite a lot," Old Man Zhou laughed without refuting her.

"These days I've been feeling really uneasy," Gu Lingling said with a frown, "Tell that person to be careful for the next few days, even if the snow stops, they shouldn't go out, just stay at home."

She had woken up halfway through that dream, not knowing why Old Man Zhou was being taken away.

"I've lived so many years, I've come to terms with it," Old Man Zhou casually dismissed.

"What do you mean come to terms with it? The good days are yet to come." Gu Lingling glared at him, "You haven't finished teaching me your skills, and you have the nerve to say that?"

"Don't even think about me passing on your treasures with my half-baked skills, what can I do?"

"No matter when, you have to live well for me, got it?"

She was crying by the end.

This really shocked Old Man Zhou; the girl was usually so stubborn—when had he ever seen her cry?

He quickly reassured her and promised to live well.

At this time, Old Man Zhou might not have realized what his promise meant. When things got tough and he could hardly hold on, he would always remember the girl's tearful face, never forgetting those words even in unconsciousness.

To live well.