The last piece of dry ration, he split in half and fed to the frozen sable. The whole village laughed at him as crazy. Three days later, the drafty broken house was even warmer than a fire stove. Outsiders heard the news and offered a price to buy the sable, but he only replied with one sentence: It is family, not for sale. The villagers took turns keeping watch at night, and Xiao Bai also quietly brought warmth to the poor households. After the snow stopped, a warm house rose at the village entrance. But will those who set their sights on the warm spirit sable really stop their hands?