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But as time went by, there was still no sign of getting smaller after nearly an hour. Even without experience, I couldn't help but worry.
Especially Village Chief Li, as the head of a village, he had to consider more things than ordinary villagers.
When I was in my hometown in Linzhou, although it was cold in winter and there were one or two snowfalls, they were basically light snowfalls. The biggest snowfall was only a medium snowfall. Even heavy snowfalls would not occur once in many years. There was no concept of snowstorms at all.
But at this moment, looking at the overwhelming snowflakes pressing down, Village Chief Li was a little worried. He was worried whether the newly built house could withstand the pressure of snow.
"Dad, don't worry, it should be fine. Our houses are all new and the materials are good." Li Youzhi looked at the old man who had been standing in front of the window for a quarter of an hour and advised.
"I hope so, but we still have to prepare for the worst. If the snow doesn't stop after half an hour, we must go out and clean the snow on the roof."
"All as Dad said," Li Youzhi nodded.
In fact, the few families with thatched roofs in Lijia Village have already been cleaning their roofs.
The houses of these families are made of adobe. To be precise, except for the load-bearing bottom which is brick and stone, most of the other parts are adobe.
It is not easy to build a house. Seeing that the snow is getting heavier instead of smaller, these families are afraid of the flying snow. The men in the houses climbed up the roof to clean up.
Behind the village, Gu's house.
Gulan slept very comfortably. When she opened her eyes, the hourglass on the table increased a lot. It seems that she should have slept for about an hour.
When she moved, her son beside her also moved and opened his eyes.
"Dad" An An called in a daze.
This dad made Gulan laugh. Obviously, this name has formed a subconscious in An An's mind. She didn't call it wrong when she was half asleep and half awake.
Will the little guy forget her true identity one day and regard her as a real dad? Thinking of this, Gulan felt that there was nothing wrong.
After all, this world is more kind to men.
"Awake?" Gulan hugged her son to herself through the quilt.
"Yeah," the little guy yawned and nodded.
"Get up when you wake up." Gulan helped his son dress.
"Dad, I can do it myself." When Gulan was halfway through dressing, An An was completely awake and tugged at his clothes shyly.
How could he still let his mother help him dress at this age?
"Okay, do it yourself," Gulan smiled softly, and then picked up his clothes.
In the end, An An, who wanted to dress himself, buttoned up with the help of his old mother, put on his favorite rabbit fur hat and left the bedroom.
The hat was made by Gulan in his spare time. It was lined with soft cotton cloth and had snow-white rabbit fur on the outside.
Wearing it on An An's cute little face, his appearance instantly improved a few points, making him more handsome and cute.
An An likes the hat and gloves made by his mother very much.
As long as he is not literate, he will carry them wherever he goes.
Then the mother and son who opened the door of the living room were both surprised by the heavy snow. Looking at the scene in front of them where there was nothing but white, Gulan closed the door again in the next moment.
In just a moment, the cold wind blew a lot of snow into the house, and a layer of snow fell.
The weather changed too quickly. It was just a nap, and God seemed to be angry and let the wind and snow ravage the earth.
Gulan felt the temperature change in the house in such a short time, and hurried into the inner room to put on the fox fur coat hanging on the support pole. He didn't take his son's. The little guy has a strong fire, and there is a charcoal basin. As long as he doesn't go out, the child won't feel cold.
Instructing his son to stay in the room and play with toys, Gulan opened the door again, tightened the fox fur around his neck and got into the snow.
The first moment she entered the snow, she had a great illusion that she would be buried alive if she walked a little slower. She was wearing a hat and her face was instantly covered with snowflakes.
Even though Butler Jin and his men were cleaning the aisles from time to time, the snow still buried her ankles when she stepped on them. It can be seen that the speed of cleaning could not keep up with the speed of falling snow.
As soon as Gulan came out, Butler Jin, who had been paying attention to the movement here, hurried out of the rest room, followed by the two brothers Jinbao and Jindan.
The two brothers saluted the master and went into the main hall to guard the young master.
"How long has it been snowing?" Gulan asked, looking at the obviously high snow on both sides of the aisle.
"My lord, it has been more than an hour. Not long after you rested, the snow suddenly turned into a heavy snowstorm."
"It has been so long, and it hasn't gotten smaller?"
"Yes, I am considering that if it is still not smaller, I will start cleaning the snow on the roof."
Following the butler's words, Gulan looked up at the roof with a stern look in her eyes.
"Don't wait any longer. Tell Xia Mu and the others to start cleaning up now. Don't forget the stables either."
My goodness, the thickness of the snow on the roof has reached a terrifying height. It looks like there are pieces as tall as a person.
Gulan is actually very confident about the quality of her house. Under her supervision, the house is built very solid with good materials.
But even if it is solid, it cannot be left to continue to be pressed by external forces. Any possible crisis must be immediately suppressed and cannot be allowed to continue.
The master has spoken, and Butler Jin dare not be careless and hurriedly turns around to make arrangements.
Not long after, Xia Mu and others wearing hats and holding tools appeared on the roof, and large pieces of snow were pushed down from the roof.
At the same time, others were cleaning up the fallen snow.
"You continue, I'll go out and take a look." Gulan said to Butler Jin, then went back to the house and took the hat. The bamboo umbrella was not even in Gulan's consideration. With
such heavy snow, it's useless to hold an umbrella.
"Young Master, let Jin Zhu and Jin Shi follow you. If there is anything, they can come back and pass on the message." Butler Jin caught up and said worriedly.
Gulan thought so too, so she nodded and agreed, and asked Jinzhu and Jinshi to take the shovel.
There was so much snow in the yard, so the situation on the road outside would not be any different, and a tool could help.
As soon as the door was opened, it was as expected that the outside was white and the snow was very deep.
Fortunately, the door was opened from the inside, otherwise it would take some effort to open it.
The height of the snow had reached the middle of the thigh, and it was really difficult to wade through it step by step. It was a problem just to pull the leg out.
This was not to mention the extremely low visibility. Even the Li family, who was only a dozen meters away from her house, seemed to disappear suddenly in the wind and snow. Nothing could be seen around except the white world.
The snow was a little outrageous. Gulan frowned and looked at the snow falling on her head. If it continued like this, it would probably form a snowstorm.
As a soldier, Gulan was once a member of the disaster relief personnel and had participated in the snowstorm.
Even though the hardware and other things in their world were far superior to the current world, they still seemed so small when the disaster came, and the losses were still heavy.
Thinking of this, Gulan's expression became serious and he took a step forward.
At this time, the role of the golden pillars was revealed. The two men started working and quickly shoveled out a small path that could accommodate one or two people.