On the seventh day of December, there was a heavy snowstorm for seven consecutive days. Some thatched houses in disrepair collapsed one after another. Fortunately, there were no casualties.
Everyone in the An family went to help carry people.
An Shuyao came out of the house and stood under the eaves, looking at the blizzard with a hint of worry in her eyes. The weather in Anzhou this year is too bad. It seems that this situation will not hold up this month.
An Shuyao looked in the direction of Yan'an Mountain. The trees beside the village road were all broken by the snow. When they fell, they even crushed a villager's fence.
Natural disasters cannot be stopped by humans.
When An's mother and others came back, everyone sighed. Seeing An Shuyao standing at the door, An's mother hurriedly stepped forward: "Silly girl, what are you doing standing outside? Go back to the house quickly."
"Mom, how is the situation outside?"
Hearing this, An's mother shook her head: "It's not optimistic. Some people's families have lost a grain of food and rely on the village chief's help. However, the village chief's family doesn't have much food rations. There are so many people in their own families."
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"Because it's too cold, and some people seem to be suffering from frostbite. When will the snow stop?"
When it was time to eat at noon, An Shuyao realized that there was white rice in her bowl, and they all had sweet potato rice. She was stunned for a moment, and then said: "What are you doing?"
Mother An sighed: "There is still a jar of rice, which won't last long. Fortunately, because we sell hot and sour noodles, and we have a lot of sweet potatoes at home, we won't be hungry for a while. Let's save it if we can. You are not in good health, so you need to eat more."
a little."
An Shuyao originally wanted to say that she didn't have to worry about food problems, but then she thought of the villagers in Rock Village, and finally sighed: "Thank you, mother."
An Hao ate with gusto. The sweet potatoes were sweet and glutinous, which suited his taste. But Ning Qianrou couldn't eat it. The dry sweet potatoes were almost choking.
You Qi saw An Hao eating happily again, and his behavior became more and more consistent with this group of untouchables. She moved her fingers and almost couldn't help but smash the bowl into his face.
When she realized her dangerous thoughts, she was startled and her hands holding the chopsticks tightened a lot. After shaking off the thoughts, she breathed a sigh of relief.
An Hao is her biological son, how can she find the pleasure of venting from abuse? She must not hit An Hao, absolutely not.
It was this poor place that was driving her crazy.
In this poor place, no one had anything in common with her. Even if they were doing business, Ning Qianrou had no sense of involvement. The feeling of strangeness was getting stronger and stronger.
She was even thinking, if she did not come to Anzhou with An Mingjin, but married Mr. Qiu, who had been begging to marry her, would her life be different?
After the fall of the An family, Mr. Qiu came to ask her for her opinion, and he did not dislike her marrying anyone at all.
It's just that Mr. Qiu's background is a little worse. He is a wealthy businessman, much worse than An Tanqing.
But now it's the other way around. Mr. Qiu can drown these people if he throws away as much gold as he wants.
The more she thought about it, the more Ning Qianrou felt that she had missed a forest because of a tree, but then she thought of An Mingjin's face.
His tough and handsome appearance is incomparable to Master Qiu, who looks a bit ordinary.
Thinking of this, Ning Qianrou's thoughts faded a lot.
night
Lu Jin brought a basin of anti-cold potion to soak An Shuyao's feet. He had been doing so for almost a month.
The effect was still there, at least he could warm An Shuyao with his own body.
An Shuyao wanted to wash herself, so Lu Jin squatted down and took off her shoes. His warm hands held her cold feet, then soaked them in hot water and washed her gently.
An Shuyao looked at the top of Lu Jin's hair, his black hair was spread behind him, and his indifferent eyebrows. An Shuyao was a little itchy by him and couldn't help shrinking.
He raised his eyes and looked at her with cold eyes: "Don't move."
An Shuyao blinked innocently: "Itchy."
He lowered his head again and washed her feet until they were warm. Then Lu Jin wiped her dry with a dry towel and stuffed her whole body into the quilt: "I'll pour some water."
Lu Jin went out with the copper basin and said, "Lu Jin is really going to develop into a good husband-in-law with twenty-four filial piety. He is really considerate."
This feeling is like the glacier meeting the warm sun, and finally becoming soft and warm like flowers and wine.
Because An Shuyao was ill, Lu Jin had not touched her for a long time. Every day when An Shuyao was not well, he was in trouble.
He took off his clothes and went to bed, and when he touched them again, An Shuyao's feet, which had been warm, became cold again. In the past, An Shuyao's whole body was warm when she slept with him.
Because An Shuyao was afraid of the cold, Lu Jin would take care of her every time.
He hugged her tightly. For someone who was so afraid of the cold, he spent the whole night freezing on the cold snow. He hated Jin Rong in his heart.
If he could meet him, he would definitely cripple his legs again!
The next day.
There was a loud knock on An's door.
Amber went to ask for food, and the person who came was Lin He.
He looked anxious: "Is Mrs. Lu here?"
Amber reacted for a few seconds before he remembered that Mrs. Lu was their young lady, so he said: "You are at home, do you have anything to do with my young lady?"
Lin He nodded: "It's a very important thing. I want to tell Madam Lu."
When An Shuyao came, everyone in the An family was there. She looked at Lin He and asked, "Village chief, do you have a problem with me?"
When Lin He saw her, he felt like he saw a savior: "Ms. Lu, please save the villagers in Rock Village. There are several of them who have been having fever since last night. By early morning, they were already so hot that they were delirious. I'm afraid it will continue like this.
, they died of illness like this.”
An's mother hurriedly said: "Village chief, my daughter has just come out of the gate of hell. She has not recovered from her illness. She cannot go out. If she stays cold, she will be unable to save her life."
As she said that, she looked at Mu Qingchen: "I have a doctor here, please take him away."
Mu Qingchen, who was eating strawberries, almost choked on the strawberries when he heard this. He patted his chest to regain his breath.
Lin He didn't care who went with him, as long as he could save people.
So he pulled Mu Qingchen and left: "Doctor Mu, would you please come with me? We, the whole village, are counting on you."
Mu Qingchen struggled as he was being dragged: "I'll just go with you, let go!"
When their voices reached far distances, An's mother breathed a sigh of relief. She touched An Shuyao's hand and said, "Yao'er, do you want to go to the house to rest? You don't need to worry about things outside."
An Shuyao shook her head and refused. She would get moldy if she rested any longer, so she sat in the hall with everyone else.
After about half an hour, Mu Qingchen came back. His brows were furrowed. An Shuyao raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Don't tell me that you can't cure the cold."
Mu Qingchen couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Don't look down on others, I just think... their symptoms don't seem to be as simple as wind and cold."