“When I was little, my aim was so bad that instead of throwing snowballs, I had to run right up to people and try to smush the snow on them,” I said to my wife. She smiled at the admission. “I once set a pit trap for Meihua and blamed it on Gou and Yun. She drop-kicked both of them into the river and even brings it up from time to time. She still doesn’t know it was me,” Meiling replied, completing our morning ritual.
