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Since the snowstorm that night, the weather was fine in the following few days. Although Song Yan was still confined to the house, he was in a much better mood.

Apart from bickering with Shu Changyu every day, he would read books and bask in the sun by the window.

"Aunt Shu, is my brother still not well?" Outside the main courtyard, Song Wanzhou asked Aunt Shu with concern.

Mother Shu's mouth twitched, and she said helplessly: "Wanzhou, your elder brother is much better now, but Changyu is worried about him and insisted that he stay in bed for a few more days."

"Oh, then can I go in and see my brother?" Song Wanzhou stared into the yard eagerly.

Seeing how sensible Song Wanzhou was, Shu's mother felt pity for him and said, "Good child, don't worry. Wait a few days, and your elder brother will be fully recovered, and we will definitely let you meet."

"Okay then." Although Song Wanzhou felt a little disappointed, he still nodded sensibly.

As soon as Song Wanzhou left, Shu's mother turned to look at the courtyard that was strictly guarded by the guards and sighed softly.

It's been a few days, it's time for Changyu to calm down.

Although I understand that Changyu is worried and confused, it is not a good idea to detain Xiao Song like this.

Inside the house, Song Yan was playing Gobang with Shu Changyu.

"Changyu, Xiaosong." At this time, Shu's mother's voice came from outside the door.

Shu Changyu got up to open the door, only to see Shu's mother holding a tray with some exquisite snacks and a pot of hot tea on it.

"Mom, why are you here and bringing so many things?" Shu Changyu took the tray and put it on the table.

Mother Shu walked into the house, looked at Song Yan and said with a smile: "I thought you were bored staying in the house, so I brought you some food to satisfy your cravings. Xiao Song, this is your favorite osmanthus cake. It's freshly made and is still warm."

Song Yan smiled and responded: "Thank you, mother, you are always so thoughtful." After that, he reached out and took a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The cake was soft, sweet and melted in his mouth. "Hmm, it's still the familiar taste. It's delicious."

"By the way, Changyu, I just saw the red plum blossoms in the farm are in full bloom. The weather has been good these days, and Xiao Song is feeling better now. You might as well go and enjoy the plum blossoms." Shu's mother said with a smile.

Song Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mom, is this true?"

He suddenly turned to look at Shu Changyu: "Go ahead!"

Shu Changyu glanced at Shu's mother and saw the mischievous smile in her eyes. Then he looked at Song Yan's expectant eyes and finally said, "Okay, since mother has suggested it, let's go to appreciate the plum blossoms.

Seeing Shu Changyu agreed, Shu's mother smiled and said, "You young people should go out more often and don't stay indoors all the time. I'll have someone prepare some hot tea and snacks for you so you can enjoy the view while you eat in the plum forest."

Song Yan stood up from the chair excitedly, found a thick and beautiful cloak and put it on.

Shu Changyu slowly took a cloak and put it on, then walked to Song Yan and took his hand.

When I stepped out of the room, the air outside was fresh and crisp, yet refreshing in a different way.

The sunlight poured down on the snow, reflecting a glittering light that made people squint slightly.

Song Yan greedily breathed in a breath of fresh air, ah, this is the smell of freedom!

The two walked hand in hand along the path towards Merlin.

When we arrived at the plum forest, we saw large patches of red plum blossoms in full bloom, so gorgeous that they looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of the white snow.

The red plum blossoms are like fire, and the snow is white.

A breeze blew by, the branches of flowers trembled slightly, and waves of plum fragrance filled the air.

Occasionally, snow slides down from the branches, and the rustling sound is particularly clear in the quiet winter day.

If only I had a camera to capture this beautiful scene, Song Yan thought to himself, feeling regretful.

However, the real beauty in front of us seems to be more contagious than photos, and can make people immerse themselves in it wholeheartedly.

The two of them strolled along the Merlin Trail, the snow under their feet making a crunching sound.

As she walked, Song Yan discovered a small pavilion deep in the plum forest. Its vermilion pillars stood out against the backdrop of red plum blossoms and white snow.

When we arrived at the pavilion, we saw exquisite tea sets and snacks already placed on the stone table.

Shu Changyu poured a cup of hot tea for Song Yan. The steaming tea aroma and the plum fragrance that filled the air blended together, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Big brother!"

Song Yan was just about to pick up the teacup when she suddenly heard the shout. She was stunned for a moment and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

Not far away, Song Zhengdu was seen walking quickly towards the pavilion.

"Erlin, you are here too, come and sit down." Song Yan waved her hand.

Song Zhengdu walked into the pavilion, first greeted Shu Changyu respectfully, and then sat down next to Song Yan.

"Brother, are you fully recovered?" Song Zhengdu looked at Song Yan with concern, his eyes full of worry.

Song Yan smiled and patted Song Zhengdu on the shoulder, saying, "I've recovered a long time ago. Look, I'm alive and well now. There's nothing wrong with me. Don't worry about me."

Song Zhengdu then smiled with relief and said, "That's good."

At that time, seeing Fourth Brother Shu holding his eldest brother and rushing out in the snowstorm, Song Zhengdu was really scared.

Later, Fourth Brother Shu sent someone to pick them up at the farm, but he never saw his eldest brother and didn't know what was going on, so he was worried.

Fortunately, two days later, Aunt Shu came and told them that their eldest brother had woken up but was not able to move around, so they should not worry.

After hearing the news, Song Zhengdu felt relieved. Just now, he heard that his elder brother came to the plum forest to appreciate the plum blossoms, so he hurried over.

The two brothers gathered together and talked, during which time Shu Changyu left for a while because of something.

After Shu Changyu left, Song Zhengdu pursed his lips and said, "Brother."

"What's wrong?" Song Yan looked up.

"Brother, there was a heavy snowstorm a few days ago, and many people in the village froze to death, including Zhang Dashan." Song Zhengdu's voice was hoarse.

Song Yan was startled, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and her expression became extremely heavy.

He had previously asked Brother Shitou to remind the village chief to ask the villagers to prepare some firewood and charcoal, but most villagers felt that the weather was not too cold and did not take it seriously.

Song Yan had reminded people of everything she could, but natural disasters are ruthless and human power is limited, so she was unable to avoid such tragedies.

As for Zhang Dashan, Song Yan hadn't thought about this person for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the next time I heard news about Zhang Dashan was the news of his death.

"Many families' houses were collapsed by the snow. Now everyone has nowhere to live and can only squeeze into the ancestral hall. They lack food and clothing..." Song Zhengdu frowned.

I'm afraid the days ahead will be even more difficult.

"Is there anything wrong with the Niu family?" Song Yan asked.

Song Zhengdu shook his head: "The Niu family is fine, only a corner of the house collapsed under the snow, but no one is fine."

"But Brother Niu hasn't come back yet, and Aunt Niu is very worried."