Sha City was covered by a thick layer of snow.
The ground was blanketed in pristine white snow, but the roads had been pressed smooth by passing cars.
Only along the edges of the roads could one find piles of accumulated snow.
This time, Chen Pingsheng wasn't returning alone—his parents, his eldest sister, and many relatives had all come back.
It had been ages since they had returned to their rural hometown, and the older generation was particularly eager to spend the New Year there.
Chen Pingsheng didn't mind; he wasn't planning to return to their rural home but just stayed in Sha City instead.
Er Piya, who disliked the cold, was bundled up like a little dumpling, while the spoiled brat didn't seem to mind as much, sitting in the car quite comfortably.
Sha City was still a pretty livable place, with housing prices only around ten to twenty thousand per square meter for now.
Only in a few rare spots did prices exceed twenty thousand.
