Throwing snowballs at An Xi and her son were Xu Wanjia and Fang Xiaoyu, and An Xi along with Gu Xiaoran were not to be outdone, hurling the snowballs they had just made outside, "Take that, take that for throwing at us!"
An Xi had rolled quite a few snowballs earlier and was now throwing them in swift succession towards Xu Wanjia and Lin Qianqian.
The two mothers on the opposite side, of course, were not to be outshone, and everyone, instead of hiding, began to throw and then duck for cover.
Each time someone got hit, the little ones would burst into laughter on the side, and the mothers, seeing their little darlings laughing merrily, were also amused.
"It looks so fun, I really want to join in!"
"People from the South say they're really envious of such scenes, having never seen real snow in their lives!"
"I've never seen real snow either, let alone such a hefty amount. Even when going to a ski resort, it's mostly artificial!"