Winter had extended its grasp, making everything in Minh's life more difficult than ever. The long, cold nights not only exhausted Minh physically but also weighed heavily on his spirit. The small house Minh lived in remained as cold as ever, with only the flickering oil lamp providing a weak light in the surrounding darkness.
Early that morning, Minh woke up before the sun had even risen. Frost clung to the window panes, reflecting the dim light and forming strange shapes. Minh got out of bed, feeling the fatigue in every muscle. His small room, where the whole family lived together, felt like a cozy nest but still couldn’t keep out the biting cold outside.
Minh started preparing breakfast for the family. Even the simplest tasks became burdensome when faced with the cold. He took the re
