February 2, a heavy snow falls from the sky.
This year seems like another deep spring. Ye Feng tightened his cloak and walked toward the carriage amidst the swirling snow.
The Ye Family lives in Xiaoshun Alley. Of course, not in the Inner City; Ye Feng is just a small sixth-rank official, how could he live in the Inner City?
He left the Ministry of Revenue's gate, and had to walk quite a distance to see his family's carriage.
The Ye Family has only two carriages, one is used by him daily when on duty. The other is for the women of the family.
It's a skinny horse, with a broken carriage.
However, no matter how broken the carriage is, it can always shield from the snow. Once on the carriage, he finally sighed in relief.
The servant hurriedly drove the carriage out, heading towards home with a thud-thud-thud sound.
The journey from the Ministry of Revenue back home is indeed not a short one, by the time he returned, it was almost dark.
