The school bell rang, and children ran home cheerfully against the wind, bringing some liveliness to the slightly chilly Lin Family Manor due to the cold weather.
As the weather turned cold, the villagers who had gone to sea returned early. The coarse cloth garments they wore could not withstand the sea's winds and waves; falling sick would be more trouble than it's worth, so they simply came back early.
The once dilapidated dock had already been refurbished by Lin Wanwan. Even though the two old fishing boats, one large and one small, still looked old, moored against the new dock, they seemed three parts newer.
Lin Wanwan was sitting in the backyard, with a fire going, fiddling with things in a clay pot.
Little Qingyu was sitting far away on a small stool customized by Lin Wanwan (intentionally moved by Lin Wanwan), propping up her little head, watching Lin Wanwan tinker.
As for Hua Nong, Yun Shang, and Kun Lun, they were each busy with their own tasks.
