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Everyone immediately rubbed their hands together. Song Wanzhou dove into the snowdrift like a small cannonball, quickly digging and balling up the snow with his hands. The next second, a snowball whizzed towards Song Yan: "Brother, take it!"

Song Yan was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder by the snowball. She pretended to be angry and said, "You little girl, you're quite ruthless!" After that, she bent down and rolled up a snowball to fight back.

"Hey, brother, can't you just give in to me!" Song Wanzhou yelled.

"You are the first to complain!" Song Yan raised his eyebrows.

Song Wanzhou stuck out his tongue, picked up a handful of snow and threw it at Song Yan. Song Yan dodged sideways, and the snowball flew past the corner of his clothes.

"Haha, it didn't hit!" Song Yan laughed.

The others also joined in. An Qi was agile, dodging left and right, and even found time to attack A Kun from behind.

Ah Kun was caught off guard and yelled, "An Qi, you sneak attack! That's unethical!"

As he spoke, he didn't care about the snow on his body. He bent down and quickly scooped up a few handfuls of snow, squeezed them into snowballs, and threw them at An Qi one after another.

A Qian stood on the same front with him and attacked An Qi.

For a moment, snowballs were flying in the yard, and the laughter and joy made the snow on the branches fall off.

Shu Changyu was originally standing aside watching the fight, but unexpectedly Song Yan secretly instructed Song Wanzhou, and the two of them surrounded him from both sides and suddenly threw a series of snowballs at him.

Shu Changyu easily avoided it, walked quickly towards Song Yan, and pushed him into the snow pile.

"Save me, save me!" Song Yan flapped his hands in the snow like a duck fallen into the water.

Song Wanzhou covered his mouth and laughed secretly: "Brother, you have come to this day!"

Song Yan finally struggled to sit up from the snow pile, her face covered with snow, and she complained, "Shu Changyu, you're so cruel!"

Shu Changyu sneered: "Who asked you to provoke me first?"

After a few rounds, everyone was exhausted and out of breath, with their hair and clothes covered with broken snow, looking both embarrassed and happy.

After playing enough, Song Yan realized that his toes were numb from the cold. He stamped his feet and said, "No, we have to go back to the house to warm up. Ah Qian, go and make a pot of ginger soup to help us get rid of the cold."

The fire in the room was burning brightly, and it was warm and cozy.

Song Yan held a bowl of steaming ginger soup and drank it in small sips. She felt a warm current spreading from her throat to her stomach, and she felt a lot more comfortable.

Shu Changyu went into the house, took a shower, changed into clean clothes and came out.

When he came out, the ends of his hair were still wet with moisture, and a few strands of hair hung randomly. He looked less distant than usual and more casual and at ease.

Song Yan pursed her lips and pointed to the bowl of ginger soup on the table: "Drink the ginger soup while it's hot to get rid of the cold."

Shu Changyu walked over slowly, looked at the dark ginger soup in the bowl, and twitched his mouth slightly: "I'm not that delicate."

"Just drink a sip. It's not poison. You're not as resistant to cold as me. Don't be so stubborn." Song Yan said as he pushed the ginger soup towards Shu Changyu.

Shu Changyu couldn't resist and took a sip. The spicy taste instantly raged on the tip of his tongue. His Adam's apple rolled and he finally swallowed it, then he coughed lightly a few times.

"Tsk, look at your expression, it's as if I'm forcing you to drink bitter medicine." Song Yan joked, and took another big gulp of ginger soup. The warmth instantly spread throughout his limbs, and his numb toes gradually regained consciousness.

At this time, the snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, and the vast snow curtain almost blocked the vision. The snowman that had just been built in the yard was now wrapped in layers of new snow, leaving only a vague outline.

The wind squeezed in through the cracks in the door and windows, carrying with it icy bits of ice that were so cold that it hurt people's faces.

Song Yan couldn't help but shrink her neck and leaned closer to the stove.

"I don't think the snow will stop any time soon."

Not only can it not be stopped, judging from the situation, I'm afraid it will rain for several days in a row.

At night, Song Wanzhou jumped to the door and tried to push it open. It took him a lot of effort to open a crack, and the cold wind carrying snow particles rushed in.

She shivered with cold and quickly closed the door again, sticking out her tongue and saying, "My goodness, the snow has blocked the door."

Song Yan smacked her lips and said, "This is troublesome. I don't know how I'm going to go out tomorrow."

Even if he doesn't go out, we have to send someone out to find out what's going on.

Shu Changyu came over, looked at the closed door, and said, "Clear a path early tomorrow morning."

"That's fine." Song Yan sighed.

I just don't know what the situation is like at the workshop. If some of the guys live far away, it might be difficult to get there on such a big road.

Fortunately, he asked Manager Liu to prepare more goods in advance, so it would be no problem to deliver goods once every ten days or half a month.

Let's give a few guys a holiday these days. The snow is too heavy. If something unexpected happens on the road, it will be more trouble than gain.

At night, the snow was still falling and the whistling wind made people feel a little creepy.

Song Yan grabbed Shu Changyu and went to sleep on the kang in the front yard. The kang was warm, but the room was still chilly. The wind seemed to be everywhere and could always find gaps to blow into the room.

Song Yan pulled a thick quilt over her body and said to Shu Changyu, "Hurry up and lie down. The wind is blowing into the quilt."

Shu Changyu lay down slowly, stretched out his long arms, pulled Song Yan beside him into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

The cold touch made Song Yan shudder. He subconsciously turned around and dodged: "Your hands are so cold!"

Shu Changyu chuckled, and instead of letting go, he hugged Song Yan even tighter, and even deliberately put his icy hand towards Song Yan's neck, teasing him, "You won't be cold this way."

Song Yan was both angry and amused. She reached out and grasped his fingers, blowing her hot air on them to warm them.

The two quarreled for a while, and finally calmed down.

When I woke up the next day, the snow was already above my knees. The wind was a little lighter, but the sky and the earth were all silvery white, so bright that it hurt my eyes.

Qiankun and his partner were shoveling snow. Every time they inserted the shovel into the snow, they had to use a lot of effort to pry up a large chunk.

A corner of the livestock shed next door was collapsed by the snow, but fortunately the sheep inside were not frostbitten. Li Li got up early in the morning, climbed onto the roof, cleared the snow, and repaired the damaged area.

The snow didn't stop, so Song Yan asked someone to send a message to the workshop, telling them to take a few days off and make further arrangements when the snow stopped.

Over the next few days, the snow continued to fall with no sign of stopping.

Sometimes Aniu would come over and help chop firewood and sweep the snow.

Song Yan, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket and holding a hot water bottle, squatted under the eaves and chatted with Aniu.

"I heard that my aunt has found a wife for you. Which girl is she?"

Ah Niu scratched his head, a trace of embarrassment on his face: "I heard from my mother that he is from Liumu Village."

Song Yan became interested: "Oh? How about that girl?"

Ah Niu blushed and said, "I don't know much either. I just heard that he is handsome and gentle."

Song Yan smiled and patted Aniu's shoulder: "That's great, when the snow stops, let's go meet him."

Ah Niu smiled and nodded: "Well, I hope it works."

But before Aniu went to see the girl, a commotion broke out in the Niu family.