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At dawn the next day, there was a noisy sound in the farmyard. The first thing the group did when they got up was to open the door and eat in the snow in the yard outside.

After a night of light snow, the snow in the yard had reached an adult's ankles. This was considered a very small amount of snow in Xiling Prefecture, and even Hammer breathed a sigh of relief.

After Fang Cuihua filled the water bag with water, she shouted at Guangdan, fearing that he would catch a cold if he kept stretching his head out on the road.

"Mom, don't worry. Look, I'm dressed like a ball!" Guangdan was still comforting his worried old mother before getting on the bus.

"That would be better!" Fang Cuihua snorted unhappily, then picked up the four-year-old girl from Mrs. Wu's family and put her into the mule cart.

Guangdan looked at Tiequan's clothes which had become a little thicker and nodded with some satisfaction. Before going to bed last night, he suddenly realized how offensive the name he gave Tiequan was!

There is an Uncle Hammer on the mule cart in front and an Iron Fist on the ox cart at the back?

This? Is this a homonym?

So Guangdan discussed with Tiequan secretly early in the morning and decided to continue calling him Tiezi in front of others from now on.

Before Sanmenzi’s new name even got warm to him, he changed to another one!

But he himself doesn't care. Anyway, he is alone now. As long as he has enough food and clothes, it doesn't matter what his name is!

"Let's go!" With the sound of Uncle Fang whipping the reins, the group set off in the dim morning light.

"The dawn is getting later and later, and our days are getting shorter and shorter!" Lin Xiaoniu muttered in dissatisfaction while holding the coarse pottery hand warmer.

"That's how it is in winter." Guangdan responded drowsily in the ox cart, and he really felt like he was still sleepy.

The shaft of the mule cart made a squeaking sound as it pressed against the snow, which was like a lullaby that lulled Guangdan into sleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already bright outside. He stuck his head out and saw a vast expanse of white outside. Guangdan frowned in a bad mood, and then saw his uncle turning his head towards him with a thin layer of black gauze covering his eyes.

"You'll go blind if you look at the snow for too long. Your uncle Hammer told you to do this." Lin Xiaoniu pointed at the thing on his eyes and said with a smile.

"Yeah, that's right!" Guangdan then remembered what was called snow blindness in later generations.

The cold wind blew on my cheeks and I felt that my flesh had lost all feeling. After decisively retracting my head, Guangdan asked worriedly: "It's all white here, we won't get lost, right?"

Although it was snowing, Lin Xiaoniu was calm and frightened by Guangdan's words. He choked and said uncertainly, "That shouldn't be the case. I saw your Uncle Hammer stopped near the post station for a while. Maybe he was asking for directions?"

"Not really. There aren't many forks in our official road." Guangdan became even less confident as he spoke.

However, Hammer and Uncle Fang on the mule cart in front were not panicking at all. Hammer was not worried about getting lost, but he did get off the cart near the post station to ask for directions. He said he was asking for directions, but in fact he just wanted to confirm the route.

It is better to be safe than sorry, so he always made sure that his group did not deviate from the route, and the post stations along the official road were the best places to ask for directions.

After all, he hadn't been out on a escort mission for several years. This time he went out in such a cold season and was extra careful. Fortunately, the snow was not heavy and it didn't waste time.

Near noon, the group stopped at a fork in the road to rest. There was hot water on the stove, and soft pancakes bought from the city were baked next to the stove. After resting, they ate the pancakes with relish.

In fact, we still had some coarse flour cakes we brought from home, but on a snowy day like this, everyone felt that they should eat something good after the hard journey.

In addition, the cows and mules, who had been running all morning, needed to eat something to replenish their energy. People could bear the fatigue, but these precious animals could not! Beans and salt were specially added to the feed for the cows and mules, which was said to make them more energetic.

After a short lunch break, we continued on our journey. Unexpectedly, the snow got heavier in the afternoon. At about 3 p.m., heavy snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.

The uncle and nephew, who had been laughing and chatting about the gossip in the city on the ox cart, shut up, their faces filled with anxiety about what was to come.

"Logically, we should be home in two or three days. Now that it snows, it will probably delay us for another three days." Lin Xiaoniu said embarrassedly, letting the goose-feather-sized snowflakes float on his nose.

"It's okay, maybe it won't snow for a while, or maybe when we get to the front, the snow will be lighter." Guangdan said as he prayed to all the gods floating in the sky in his heart.

But things did not go as planned. The snow got heavier as we went on, and we could no longer see the official road ahead. But even so, the group did not stop the car, as they wanted to travel as much distance as possible before the snow got thicker.

Guangdan thought about it for a while in the ox cart, and finally asked curiously: "There should be other caravans in this season. If the snow on the official road is too thick, is there no one to deal with it?"

Lin Xiaoniu listened to Guangdan's question, pondered for a moment and said, "If there is an official motorcade, there must be government offices or garrison troops to clear the snow, but such opportunities are rare."

"Oh." Guangdan nodded with some understanding. This is the same principle as in later generations, when the public security, armed police and army are responsible for the accumulation of snow on highways after a blizzard.

"But the garrison rarely comes here. They are usually in the northwest. I heard that although it's freezing cold in this season, there are always some ruffians in the west who take the opportunity to cause trouble." Lin Xiaoniu said and turned the topic to the garrison.

To the west of Xiling Prefecture is the border. The border of Dali is all inhabited by military households, so it is not under the jurisdiction of Xiling Prefecture either in terms of area or population, and there is no need for the garrison to move eastward to Xiling.

"It won't be a few years." Recalling the plot in the original book, Guangdan said to himself.

"What do you mean it will only take a few years?" Lin Xiaoniu was confused by this sentence and asked curiously.

"What I'm saying is that our general will definitely be able to break the legs of those ruffians and prevent them from ever harassing our border again!" Guangdan said as he clenched his fists with some excitement.