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After breakfast, thinking that there was not much firewood left at home, Aunt Lin took several young men and servants in the family out to collect firewood.

It had snowed for so many days and other families had no firewood to heat their kangs. When Uncle Lin and his friends walked out of their house, they met several families on the road who were also out collecting firewood.

With such a heavy snowstorm, if there was no other way, who would be willing to come out to collect firewood instead of hiding in the warm kang to spend the winter?

Uncle Lin led a group of people walking in the snow, one step deep and one step shallow. The snowflakes were blown by the wind and hit people's faces, causing pain.

The young men were quite energetic. As they walked, they used the wooden sticks in their hands to dig out the snow to see if there were any branches covered by snow.

"Everyone, be careful. Don't fall in such a cold day," Uncle Lin wrapped his cotton jacket tightly around him and warned loudly.

"Master, don't worry, we are all being careful," Lin Xiaoshan took the lead in responding.

After walking for a long time, they finally arrived at the woods where everyone usually collected firewood. The woods were now covered in silver, and some dry branches were broken by the snow and scattered everywhere.

"Hurry up, everyone, get moving and pick up more. We don't know how long this weather will stay cold," Uncle Lin commanded.

The eight brothers Lin Xiaoshan took action one after another. Some were responsible for collecting the branches on the ground, while others used sticks to knock down the dead branches hanging from the trees.

Uncle Lin was not idle either. He sorted the branches he had picked up and piled them into small piles so that he could carry them down the mountain later.

After picking up the rubbish for a while, Uncle Lin felt that they had finished and told everyone to go back. But at this moment, Lin Xiaotao suddenly called out, "Grandpa, come and have a look. There's a big pit here. There seem to be a lot of thick branches covered in snow."

When everyone heard this, they all gathered around. Uncle Lin took a closer look and saw that there was indeed a lot of good firewood in the pit, but the pit was a bit deep and the snow was slippery, so it was easy to go down but difficult to get out.

"Let me go down," Lin Xiaoshan volunteered.

"Then be careful, we will pull you up from above," Uncle Lin advised.

Lin Xiaoshan carefully slid to the bottom of the pit and began to pass branches up. Others took the branches and placed them on the open space next to them. Everyone worked together and was busy for a while before they finally got all the firewood out of the pit.

"We have a great harvest today. Let's go back quickly. Our family is waiting for us." Uncle Lin looked at the firewood piled up like a small mountain and showed a satisfied smile on his face. The firewood would last his family for ten days to half a month.

On the way back, although it was still cold, everyone's hearts were warm because the firewood could warm up the kang at home and help them get through this harsh winter.

When I got home, it was already noon. Because of the snow, the sky was very dark and the wind was cold, making the surroundings look very scary.

After lunch, just as the Lin family servants put away the dishes, Village Chief Lin came with the two brothers Lin Qingchu and Lin Qingxun.

"What's the matter with you three coming here?" Old Man Lin looked at Village Chief Lin and the other two and asked with a smile. He knew that it was such a cold day, and if there was nothing wrong, Village Chief Lin would not have brought his two grandsons to visit him.

"In the past few days, villagers have been coming to my house to ask about reclaiming wasteland. It's snowed for so many days, and we don't know when it will stop. Everyone wants to reclaim the wasteland as soon as possible and plant crops. Every day that we don't plant crops, everyone feels uneasy."

Village chief Lin sat next to old man Lin and said helplessly that he was also scared. There were so many people in the village and so many mouths waiting to eat!

It has been snowing all the time and everyone is hiding at home for the winter. The wasteland cannot be used to grow crops. There is only so much food at home. What should we do after we finish eating it?

"Yes! Uncle, our food supply can only last for two months at most. The elders in the clan all said that judging by the signs of snowfall, there might be a snowstorm. So, my grandfather and I wanted to ask you, is this snowstorm a sure thing?"

Lin Qingchu clearly stated the purpose of their visit. He knew that his uncle's grandchildren and his cousins ​​were all capable people.

I didn't see any villagers walking all the way until Linjia Village was settled. In the entire village, only my great-uncle's family was unharmed. The other families either had deaths or injuries.

Only Lin Qingxue was injured in my great-uncle's family, and it was to protect the two elders. Almost no one else was injured.

Therefore, he believed that his uncle's brothers and sisters were all capable.

Old Man Lin didn't say anything, but frowned and began to recall the past. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard his grandfather talk about some things in his past when he was a child, but he couldn't remember the details clearly.

"I remember my grandfather mentioned something about a snowstorm, but I don't remember the details clearly. I don't know if there will be a snowstorm, but we can make some preparations."

Old Man Lin said with a sad face, if there really is a snowstorm, what should they do? What should the villagers do?

"If there's a snowstorm, the main things we need are food and firewood. Without firewood, we can't make it through. We don't have much food left, and at best we'll have enough until February of next year."

Village chief Lin looked at Old Man Lin expectantly, wanting him to give him some advice and think of a way to overcome the possible snow disaster.

Old Man Lin didn't say anything. He just turned and looked at Lin Qingxue. He wanted to know what Lin Qingxue meant and whether she was willing to help the village get through this difficult time.

Seeing Old Man Lin looking at Lin Qingxue, Village Chief Lin and the Lin brothers understood everything clearly. They saw everything that happened along the way. It was all thanks to Lin Qingxue that Old Man Lin's family was able to settle down safely in Linjia Village.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Lin Qingxue looked up and found that everyone was looking at her, so she asked curiously.

"Qingxue girl, your uncle and your two cousins ​​want to ask you if you have any ideas to solve the current situation. Regardless of whether the snowstorm will happen or not, we still have to make some preparations."

Old man Lin looked up without saying anything, but stared at his village chief Lin and sighed helplessly in his heart. This old man was still the same as before, not steady at all.

"If a snowstorm were to occur, the most important things would be firewood and food. The houses in our village are all newly built, so there's no risk of them being crushed by the snow. But it's always better to be safe than sorry. We still have to check our houses every day, clearing snow off the roofs and yards, and then the aisles in the village."

After a pause, he continued, "I'll go buy the food. If you buy more, you can get a discount. As for firewood, have everyone in the village who can move go collect it. Each family is responsible for their own firewood and fill up their own firewood storage."