Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

After dinner, everyone was drinking tea.

“Ah! It’s snowing!”

There was a scream from outside, followed by many excited and surprised shouts.

"It's snowing. It's the first snow of the year. It's late."

"Yeah! In previous years, it snowed in November, but it's only snowing this year. It's really strange!"

"What's the big deal? This year we've had drought, plague, and floods all at once. It's not unusual for the snow to be late!"

"That's right. Winter comes late, so the snow will naturally fall late."

"It's snowing. I wonder if people living in the countryside can survive this snow?"

"What are you talking about? This snow is not cold at all. It's just heavy snow. It's not cold at all."

The maids outside ran out of the yard, talking to each other.

Gao Zhijun also wanted to see the snow in ancient times to see if it was the same as in her previous life.

Gao Zhijun pulled Huo Jinfeng, Huo Wenzhuo and others out to see the snow like a little child.

When we came to the open space outside the yard, we saw heavy flakes of snow falling from the sky. It was like countless elves dancing in the air, falling down one after another, making the whole world spotless white.

Beautiful, so beautiful, more beautiful than in previous life!

She stood on the ground, looking up at the snow falling from the sky, lost in thought.

When Huo Jinqian saw Gao Zhijun running out, he was afraid that she would be cold, so he went back to her room, found a cotton-padded jacket, and took it out for her to put on.

When I came out of the yard, I saw her looking up at the sky in a daze.

He walked up to her, put the cloak on her and said, "What are you thinking about so intently?"

Feeling something on her shoulders and her body suddenly getting warmer, Gao Zhijun came to her senses and said, "Nothing, I was just engrossed in watching the snow."

"What's so good about snow? It's the same every year."

Huo Jinqian stood beside her, also looking up at the sky, watching the falling snow, but saying something that spoiled the mood.

Gao Zhijun paused, this must be a straight man.

I am already unwitty enough, but he is even less witty than me.

Of course, the snow is nothing beautiful, but what is beautiful is the mood at the moment.

Here, I feel the love of my family. I am completely different from the cold-blooded and ruthless person I was in my previous life. My mood is also completely different, and my view of snow has also changed drastically.

In my previous life, the cold-blooded me always felt that snow was the same. But now, I feel that snow is different, because I now have a heart.

"Yes, it's all the same. Why don't you go back? Otherwise you'll freeze."

Gao Zhijun said with a bad face and tone that her good mood was ruined by him.

The rare moments of my reverie were all ruined by him.

Huo Jinqian looked at Gao Zhijun who was a little angry. He didn't understand when he had made her angry.

Weren't we all fine just now? How come you turned against me so suddenly?

"Did I say something wrong? Tell me and I'll change it."

Huo Jinqian asked Gao Zhijun carefully, afraid that he would say the wrong thing again.

"No, you didn't say anything wrong, I did."

Gao Zhijun said unhappily.

Don't you know whether you are wrong or not? Why do you still ask her?

"Sister-in-law Liu, come and play in the snow!"

"Aunt, come and play in the snow with us!"

Huo Jinfeng and Huo Wenzhuo called Gao Zhijun.

"coming!"

Gao Zhijun left Huo Jinqian and went to play with Huo Jinfeng, Huo Wenzhuo and others.

Running on the snow outside the yard, sometimes you grabbed a handful of snow and threw it to me, and I grabbed a handful of snow and threw it to him. We had a lot of fun, and our laughter spread from outside the yard into the yard.

On the outskirts of Taizhou, there lived a group of refugees who had fled famine. This was the place where Magistrate Zhang resettled the refugees.

If some refugees were willing to stay here, Magistrate Zhang would arrange for them to build villages by reclaiming wasteland, such as Huojia Village.

Some refugees did not want to stay and wanted to return to their hometowns. Magistrate Zhang would build a shed for them to live in, provide them with porridge twice a day until they could go back, and then give them travel expenses.

This is the law of Daliang, which is to ensure that the people can be properly resettled in years of famine.

Here is Gao Zhijun’s relative, she is her uncle’s daughter Gao Zhiyi.

Gao Zhiyi married to Xiaohe Village in the isolated town. The man she married was Ren Yu from Xiaohe Village. He was the second child in the family. He had parents, an elder brother and his wife, and three younger brothers and their wives, and four younger brothers and their wives.

Gao Zhiyi and Ren Yusheng have a son and a daughter. The son is three years old and the daughter is one year old.

Ren Yu was well-known in Xiaohe Village for being lazy and gluttonous. He often beat his wife and children, but he was also well-known for listening to his mother.

The reason why Gao Zhiyi was married to such a person was because Old Lady Gao was a demon and coveted the money of the Ren family. If the original owner was not young, she would probably have been married to a man with a little wealth by Old Lady Gao.

"Ren Lao San, have you heard that the miracle doctor here seems to be from Gaoling Village in Liangzhou? Isn't your second son's wife from Gaoling Village? Does she know the miracle doctor?"

An old man from Xiaohe Village took Ren Laosan to a remote place and told him the news he had heard.

"Gaoling Village? What's its name?"

When Ren Laosan heard that the miracle doctor was from Gaoling Village, he was so excited.

No matter whether she knew Doctor Gao or not, as long as they were from the same village, he would find a way to take advantage of the doctor.

"It seems, it seems, it seems, by the way, her name is Gao Zhijun."

The old man scratched his head and thought for a long time before he remembered the name of the miracle doctor.

I don’t know her, but her name also has the character “Zhi” in it. Could it be that she and my second son’s wife have the same ancestor?

Thinking of this, Ren Lao San left the old man behind and quickly ran back to the greenhouse, almost tripping over the snow and falling. He could not care less and wanted to go back and ask the second son's wife.

"Ren Lao San, don't forget me when the time comes!"

The old man called out from behind.