Jin Liangyu

When Zhou Erlang walked out of the room, it was dawn at some point. When I saw the large tarpaulin above my head covering half of the sky and blocking the snowflakes all over the sky, not even a single one could fall, my jaw almost dropped.

Zhou Zhoulang stared at it for a long time before he came back to his senses. Then he stared at the snowflakes falling on the ground outside the tarpaulin. He asked Jin Liangyu with some surprise: "Daughter-in-law, where are those snowflakes?"

Jin Liangyu wanted to say she didn't know, but she thought about it for two seconds and then answered according to her own thinking: "Maybe it was processed automatically."

"Great, where did this big tarpaulin come from?" Zhou Lang also wanted it. Such a heavy snow would not fall, so if he took it with him in the future, he would not have to worry about having a place to stay wherever he went.

"I didn't know how long it would snow, so I came up with this idea and asked Xiaojiu to help me build this tent. Erlang wanted to keep it a secret for me and don't let others know that I made it."

"Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely not let others know."

Zhou Erlang looked at those animals again. They were like mules and horses surviving a disaster. They were all leaning together obediently. He wanted to kowtow to his wife.

"Daughter-in-law, thank you. Otherwise these mules and horses would not survive today."

"We are husband and wife, we should share blessings and share hardships."

"Daughter-in-law~"

Jin Liangyu saw that Zhou Erlang was trying to stir things up again, so he pointed at the increasingly thick snow outside the tent and said, "Should we clear a path?"

"Okay. The snow is almost two feet deep. Wife, just stay here and I'll clean it up."

Jin Liangyu wanted to say that she could help.

But Zhou Erlang would never give her a chance, so he asked her to find a place to rest.

Jin Liangyu didn't want to fight with him, so he just stood aside and thought about it. "What should we do with so much snow!"

After hearing what his wife said, Zhou Erlang said the usual way to deal with it: "Sweep it to the side of the road and let it melt slowly, or push it to the field, which is better."

Jin Liangyu also felt that sending the snow to the fields was the best way, but sending all the snow to the fields was also a big project.

She was thinking about how to collect all the snow in the most convenient way, when she seemed to hear the sound of bells coming from far away.

Zhou Zuorang also heard it and said, "Daughter-in-law, someone seems to be coming. I'll go take a look."

"I'll hide first." Jin Liangyu didn't like dealing with strangers.

Zhou Erlang didn't want his wife to be seen by strangers, so he hurriedly responded: "Okay." He shoveled the snow with the wooden shovel in his hand, and soon shoveled a path in the middle.

When he shoveled out of the yard and onto the road in front of the door, he happened to see a carriage driving hard on the snow.

The driver driving the carriage was freezing, but there was no village visible in the white field.

He didn't dare to cry anymore. He had cried before, and the tears quickly hung on his face, which made his face hurt even more due to the cold.

"That's~"

When he saw a figure moving in front of him, he thought he had seen it wrong.

He rubbed his eyes with his almost frozen hands, and then said to the people in the carriage in a crying voice: "Master, there is someone in front of us, we are saved."

"Really?" After listening to the coachman's words, the door of the carriage opened, and a frosty head poked out of the carriage.

When he saw a big living person standing in the middle of the road ahead, he immediately cried out in tears: "Help, please help us, brother, I don't want to die."

Zhou Erlang didn't expect that the people in the carriage would give him a hard time as soon as he saw them.

"You, you guys~" It was a rare occasion when Zhou Erlang spoke awkwardly. The driver who was driving the carriage saw that the person on the opposite side was a little stupid, so he quickly announced his home address.

"Big brother in front of you, our young master is the eldest young master of the Tao family. As long as big brother can save our young master, the Tao family will definitely thank you deeply."

It didn't matter whether he was grateful or not. These were two living people after all. Zhou Erlang would not just watch them freeze in front of him, so he went over and led the horse's reins into the yard.

The coachman also thought they were saved, so he rolled his eyes and fainted.

There was no choice but to carry him into the house first. After turning back and opening the car door, Young Master Tao, whose head was covered with frost, looked at the normal winter colors under the tarpaulin, and lay on the ground crying.

Zhou Zuorang wanted to persuade him, but he really had no patience for this person, so he imitated his wife and asked Master Tao, "Can you still walk?"

"Should be able to leave."

"Then let me help you walk a few laps!"

Young Master Tao wants to ask why! But he was saved by others, and in their territory, of course, whatever they say is what they say.

When Zhou Zuorang helped Young Master Tao walk the first lap, Young Master Tao was still a little reluctant.

When he learned from Zhou Erlang, if he didn't walk around more, he might have the root of the disease.

(Actually, what Jin Liangyu and Zhou Erlang said was that they were afraid that if their hands and feet were frozen, they would suffer necrosis and amputation.)

He insisted on letting Zhou Erlang help him go to the house and drag out the unconscious coachman lying on the ground. While dragging him, he shouted loudly: "Pomo, wake up quickly. This big brother said, we can't be lazy." , otherwise we may never get up again."

Zhou Erlang: He didn’t expect that this young master was quite conscientious and didn’t treat the coachman as an outsider.

The coachman (splashing ink) was finally woken up by his young master.

But his legs and feet really didn't work and he couldn't stand up.

"Young Master, I can no longer serve you."

"Stop talking nonsense, get up quickly." Young Master Tao didn't care about the difference between master and servant, dragging Po Mo on the ground, but Po Mo's legs had no feeling at all.

"Young Master, this slave is heavy. You'd better let him go and don't get tired."

Young Master Tao refused to let go, crying with snot and tears, and asked Zhou Erlang for help: "Brother, please help us think of a way to save Pomo."

"I~" Zhou Erlang didn't know how to save him.

"Brother, listen to me, Po Mo grew up with me. When I was young, I was naughty, always got into trouble, and made my father and wife angry. Po Mo took the blame for me every time."

Tao Hongwen felt unhappy when he thought that it was because of him that he was beaten to pieces by his father.

Jin Liangyu, who was hiding at home, heard the young master's crying words and said that the two seemed to be having an affair. Otherwise, why would a good young master cry like a fool?

Zhou Erlang couldn't bear to see this either, and hurriedly pulled up Young Master Tao who was crying like a fool.

(These two are indeed a couple, and they both have similar nicknames.)

"Brother Tao, don't you cry now. I have a simple method, but I don't know if it will work or not. Do you want to try it?"

"Try, let's try."

"Then let's start working together now and rub the legs and feet with snow and ink."

Happy New Year to all the cuties!