Chapter 179: Two Accounting Offices_2

Lian Manman, dressed in her thick cotton jacket and pants, sank her little legs into the snow again, making her look shorter than usual. From a distance, she almost resembled a cotton ball slowly wriggling on the white snow.

Of course, Lian Manman would never admit to being a cotton ball. She was simply wearing more layers; her figure was still pretty good—though whether a ten-year-old girl could have a figure was a matter of debate.

Because of the snowing, she hadn't gone to the shop with the others this morning and only set out after the snow had stopped.

After a "long and arduous journey," leaving a trail of chubby and short snow holes behind her, Lian Manman finally arrived at Lian's Breakfast Shop. The official road was different from the village—cart ruts, horse hoof prints, and footprints were all mixed together, creating a path in the snow.

Where there were travelers, there was business. Lian Manman felt reassured.