The morning sun's radiance spilled onto the pure white snowflakes and also onto the young man in a tailcoat standing inside the wooden house door.
"This is the tea cup I made before,"
The young man with glasses, holding a packaged iron cup, handed it over, "I was planning to bring it to you the next time I visited... I pressed it myself with a machine, but it's not done very well..."
He Ao reached out and took the iron tea cup.
Compared to the mass-produced cups sold in the market, this one was obviously a bit simpler, and the welding between the cup holder and the tea cup was very conspicuous.
On the front of the tea cup, a small track mining machine pattern was engraved with a laser, which was Nell's favorite toy as a child.
"It looks very nice."
Holding the tea cup with both hands, He Ao smiled as he answered.
"Recently, the temperatures in the ice field have been very low. Are you cold over there?"