Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 491 Auntie, why is it so cold here?
Through this period of getting along, Jiang Ergou got to know Song Jiyuan's temper to some extent, and knew that he was a boring gourd, so he continued to say: "I heard from the generals that there is still no imperial court in Western Xinjiang this year. Support, so if we don’t have cotton-padded clothes and quilts, it will be really sad in terms of the weather here.”

Song Weiguo looked up and saw that this place was too desolate. Everywhere he looked, there was a bare earthy color.

"I'm afraid the court has forgotten us. Hey, I don't know if people will freeze to death this year." Jiang Ergou said nonchalantly.

While Western Xinjiang was experiencing severe cold, Song Weiguo and the others who had already rushed over obviously noticed it.

Xingxing was dressed into a round, fat ball. She leaned closely against Jiang Wan and said in a very low voice: "Mom, why is it so cold here?"

Jiang Wan sighed, hugged the little one tightly in her arms, and looked through the carriage window towards the mountains in the distance.

Her Ayuan is on that high mountain.

"Let's find a place to stay later. I'm familiar with this place." Song Weiguo said very familiarly. He had guarded here when he was young, so he naturally knew which inn was more reliable.

"Achen, is the caravan coming soon?" Song Weiguo did not forget to ask Song Jichen about the caravan.

Song Jichen nodded: "One day later than us."

Song Weiguo nodded, and drove the family to Xijiang City.

However, on the way, Xingxing leaned in front of the car window and saw women working in front of every house facing the sun. They were holding a cotton-padded coat in their hands, and then stuffed some soft grass into the cotton-padded coat.

"Auntie, why do they stuff grass inside? Aren't they stuffing cotton?" Xingxing was puzzled.

When Jiang Wan heard the child's innocent words, she leaned sideways and gently wiped her red eyes before explaining: "Baby, the weather here is very cold and supplies are scarce. They can only rely on this to make their cotton clothes warmer. , to survive the cold winter.”

Seeing that A Niang was not in a high mood, Xing Xing nestled in her arms and then continued to watch obediently.

"Don't worry Xingxing, the caravan has brought a lot of things." Sensing that the little guy was not in a good mood, Song Jichen touched Xingxing's little head: "There are also a lot of cotton clothes."

"We'll be there soon. Mom and dad, please put on your cotton clothes. Wan'er, you'll get off last." Song Weiguo said to the family.

When Xingxing was taken out of the carriage by Song Weiguo, he was shocked by the dilapidated situation in front of him. It was said to be an inn, but it looked very shabby.

The store owner obviously knew Song Weiguo, and he talked to Song Weiguo happily.

"Why are General Song here? I haven't seen you for many years!" The shopkeeper was old, hunched over, and asked happily.

"The eldest son is here to guard the mountain. Let's take a look." Song Weiguo said proudly.

"Ah, please come in, please come in." The store owner hurriedly brought the family in: "The old lady at home is making soup. You guys have a rest. This year, it doesn't snow much here, and it's so cold now. It hasn’t snowed yet, so I don’t know what will happen to next year’s crops…”

Jiang Wan asked in surprise: "Is there no rain or snow all year?"

The store owner shook his head and drew a number with his hand: "It's been two full years."

Song Weiguo frowned slightly: Ayuan should be able to do a little bit, why...

"Dad, since there was no movement at Fengshan Mountain, everyone seems to have become normal." Song Jichen explained in a low voice from the side.

(End of this chapter)