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Chapter 421 There Will Not Be a Snowstorm

The Bai family in Shenshu Village did not know what kind of storm Bai Sanzhuang had experienced.

For the Bai family, the biggest storm they have ever seen is the one on the Huai River. They have never seen the waves and they don't know how terrible the waves are. If Bai Muban and others knew the dangers of the sea, they would definitely prevent Bai Sanzhuang from going to Nanyang.

Compared with the waves, the biggest crisis that the Bai family felt at this time came from the wind and snow.

I don't know why, this year's wind and snow are too frequent.

Since the beginning of winter, it has been under non-stop.

It was about to stop, but it didn't take long before the cotton wool began to be pulled from the sky again.

Not to mention Shenshu Village, the entire Nanguan Mountain area was covered by heavy snow.

The people in Shenshu Village have survived the drought in spring and summer.

Although the crops in Shenshu Village have only reduced the harvest, and the swallow and millet seeds cultivated by Bai Dazhuang have kept everyone from starving.

But the fear of natural disasters has not subsided.

If there is another snow disaster, if all the winter wheat in the field freezes to death, will they drink the northwest wind next year?

Besides, Bai Dazhuang didn't have any seeds that could grow in heavy snow to share with everyone.

Facing the continuous snow, many people in the village were too worried to sleep.

Originally, the work in the field was gone, and the mines on the mountain were closed, so everyone just stayed at home and waited for the New Year. Village head Zhao even contacted the theater troupe in Yangfeng County in advance to enrich everyone's spiritual life.

But in the face of possible snow disasters, everyone has no intention of entertaining at all.

Village head Zhao is also worried!

He is now a well-known village head of ten miles and eight towns. He is a village head who has been personally praised by the current magistrate Liu Hong for his "merit for enlightenment" and "merit for drought control". He doesn't want to take off the hat of being praised.

"Grandpa, there won't be any snow disasters this year, right?" Zhao Xiaogui raised his head from his desk and said.

"Fart your fart, what are you talking about?" Village Chief Zhao almost wanted to hit Zhao Xiaogui.

"Don't be afraid of snow disasters, anyway, Xiao Yuanbao is here." Zhao Xiaogui said with a confident face.

Village head Zhao's eyes lit up, why did he forget that there was Xiao Fuyuan.

"Auntie, look at the cloudy sky, it's probably going to snow again."

In the evening, Aunt Hu, who came to Bai's house to visit, shook off all the snow, put the basket she was carrying on the table, and sat opposite the old lady Bai.

The embroidery workshop is closed today, and Mrs. Hu likes to come to Lao Bai's house when she has nothing to do.

The house in Lao Bai's house is warm with charcoal, and she also likes to chat with Mrs. Bai.

"There's been a lot of snow this year." The old lady Bai put down the work in her hands, stretched her muscles and bones, glanced at the basket, twirled a piece of noodles inside, and said, "It's not until the day, you fry it." Got noodles?"

Aunt Hu smiled and said: "It's not too early, it's already the twelfth lunar month. I fried these for Xiao Yuanbao, I think she likes these."

While talking, there was a burst of laughter outside, Xiao Fuyuan brought Xiao Lang outside and rolled into the house covered in snow.

"My dear, why is there so much snow on my body, be careful of the cold." The old lady Bai hurriedly came to Xiao Fuyuan's side with a distressed expression, and patted the snow off her body.

"Aunt Hu is here!" Xiao Fuyuan greeted Aunt Hu sweetly.

Aunt Hu smiled, pointed to the basket and said, "Where did you go to play, Auntie is free to fry some noodles for you today."

"Thank you, ma'am." Xiao Fuyuan picked up the noodle fruit, handed a piece to Xiao Lang, and ate a piece by herself.

Xiao Fuyuan ran and jumped in the snow, and entered the warm room. Her cheeks were flushed, her big eyes were full of water, and she looked even more delicate and handsome.

Aunt Hu saw that Xiaofuyuan's noodles were delicious, and she sighed: "Thank you, auntie. The herbs you gathered on the mountain last time were boiled for your brother Shuanzi, and his illness has almost recovered."

Aunt Hu clasped her hands together, wishing she could kneel down for Xiao Fuyuan.

She's the only one, she's not in good health, now she's in good health and can do some work.

Whose credit is this?
Naturally, it was Xiao Fuyuan's.

"Auntie, Brother Shuanzi's illness was cured, it was Brother Ang who showed him." Xiao Fuyuan didn't take credit for it.

Aunt Hu sneered, if Langzhong Wu was really that powerful, she would have cured her son long ago.

This is not to be blamed on Langzhong Wu, he has always said that in order to cure embolism, we need precious medicinal materials, but the medicinal materials are extremely difficult to find, and we can only encounter them but not seek them.

It was such a coincidence that Xiao Fuyuan met him on the mountain!

So Aunt Hu put this credit on Xiao Fuyuan's head.

Not to mention asking her to fry noodles for Xiao Fuyuan today, she would be willing to fry them every day in the future.

But Wu Langzhong said that her son's illness will be completely cured after the beginning of spring. When the time comes for his son to plant the land, she will split the thread at the Bai Family Embroidery Workshop, and she will also participate in the goods that Bai Sanzhuang went to Nanyang. .

When the time comes, I will also tell my son a daughter-in-law and hold a grandson.

The more Aunt Hu thought about it, the more she felt that Xiao Fuyuan was the savior of her and her son.

Xiao Fuyuan was quite uncomfortable being looked at by Aunt Hu's hot eyes.

"Little Yuanbao, do you think there will be snow disasters this year?"

Aunt Hu looked out the window, and the snow began to fall sporadically.

Xiao Fuyuan thought for a while and said, "No."

When Aunt Hu heard Xiao Fuyuan's answer, she felt confident!
Then let it go, let it go, anyway, it can't cause a snow disaster.

The old lady Bai listened to her granddaughter, looked at her twice, and said to Aunt Hu: "She is a child, so she may not be able to speak accurately. The snow is so heavy, we have to be prepared, and everything will be fine just because there is no snow disaster. The accumulated snow should be removed, and the canals in the field should be cleared.”

Aunt Hu nodded and said in agreement, "That's the reason."

The two were talking, and Village Chief Zhao came to Lao Bai's house with a chill in his body.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Xiao Fuyuan, he asked, "Xiao Yuanbao, will there be a snow disaster?"

Xiao Fuyuan: "..."

Looking at Mr. Zhao's expectant eyes, she was too embarrassed to refuse to answer, wasn't she?

So he shook his head and said, "No."

Village Chief Zhao is relieved!

He scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, worrying for nothing, if he had known earlier, he would have come to ask Xiao Fuyuan if he was right.

"Village Chief, it's snowing heavily." Xiao Fuyuan reminded.

Village head Zhao instantly understood that although Shenshu Village could avoid snow disasters, it did not say that it could avoid heavy snow damage.

If such heavy snow collapses roads and houses, it will be a big loss to the villagers.

So the village chief left Bai's house in a hurry. He planned to go door-to-door to tell everyone to be careful of the roof of the house, and to organize everyone to dig ditches when the snow stopped.

It is also necessary to prevent floods caused by snow in spring.

After all, it is Xiao Fuyuan, remind him how to prevent disasters caused by heavy snow.

After the villagers learned from the village chief that Xiao Fuyuan said that there would be no snow disaster, everyone flocked to Lao Bai's house one after another, and they had to listen to Xiao Fuyuan's words to be at ease.

So the Bai family was instantly crowded with people.

"Little Yuanbao, tell my aunt, is it true that there will be no snow disasters?"

"Little Yuanbao, when will the snow stop?"

"Little Yuanbao, tell me quickly that there will be no snow disasters, and the crops in the beginning of spring will not be affected."

For a while this person held Xiao Fuyuan's hand, and for a while that person held Xiao Fuyuan in his arms.

Xiao Fuyuan is busy this evening!

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