Moreover, the snow was getting denser and denser, and there was no sign of stopping at all.

The heavy sky seemed to be unable to take off its lightness, so it shook off its snow-white feathers to the earth.

The children playing on the street were also called back by their own adults, and other pedestrians on the street were also in a hurry.

Not long after, a thin layer of snow-whiteness accumulated on the ground.

An Xuetang lowered her head and stepped on the snow-white, leaving footprints. She thought it was fun at first, and she felt that walking in the snow was fun when it was snowing.

But the snow got heavier and heavier, and she couldn't stand it. The main reason was that the snowmole was drilling straight into An Xuetang's collar, and the ice was soaked in the bones. She finally felt a little bit suffering.

Seeing some pedestrians on the street running to the eaves to hide from the snow, An Xuetang looked at Mo Yunjing, "Ajing, let's hide too."

The cold wind swept the snow all over the sky and flew, falling on the green tiles on the eaves and on the branches of the top. She really felt cold!

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, nodded, and then hugged her halfway under a certain roof.

Mo Yunjing held her in his arms, and the two watched Xue Luo quietly for a while.

Looking at the street, the trees and houses were sparsely white, An Xuetang couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect the snow to fall so much."

"The snow in our northern border is not heavy. If Tangtang saw the scene when it was snowing in Lan Country, he would know what the real heavy snow is."

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An Xuetang was speechless. He didn't expect that the snow in the Blue Country was even worse than this. No wonder the Blue Country's grain was so scarce.

In this kind of ghost weather, can food not be scarce?!

The snow kept falling. An Xuetang saw that there were people who were occasionally wrapped in clothes on the street and rushed out. I guess these people lived not far away.

There are also some people who probably live a little further away and can only continue to wait under the eaves.

At this time, An Xuetang suddenly had an idea in her mind. She looked at Mo Yunjing with a little excitement, "Ajing, do you think we can make some money when we go to sell oil paper umbrellas at this time?"

Mo Yunjing laughed, raised her hand and scraped her nose, and said in a pampering way, "Little Finance."

However, it is not An Xuetang's turn to sell oil paper umbrellas, because not long after An Xuetang finished speaking, people selling oil paper umbrellas appeared on the street.

An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing also bought a handful, and they continued walking on the streets.

As we walked, when we passed by the teahouse and restaurant, a friend greeted the two of them and asked them to go in and have a cup of hot tea and warm wine to warm themselves.

Seeing An Xuetang hesitating, the mate continued to shout under the eaves: "The snow will probably not be stopped for a while. There is a fresh plum blossom wine in our store, which tastes fresh. Should the two guests come to the store to try it?"

An Xuetang raised her eyebrows. At this time, she had already smelled a warm smell of wine from the wine shop. The smell smelled sour and sweet, and there was a sweet smell of grain fermentation. There was also a faint fragrance of plum blossoms mixed in it. An Xuetang only felt it was very pleasant.

For a moment, she inexplicably wanted to go in and taste what the wine tasted.

So, she looked up at Mo Yunjing with anticipation and said, "Ajing, I see that the snow is still falling for a while, and we can't go back on both sides. Why don't we go in and sit first and avoid the wind and snow?"

Mo Yunjing smiled faintly and whispered slowly, "I think Tangtang doesn't want to shelter from the wind and snow, but wants to taste the taste of this wine."

An Xuetang laughed, "Actually, I don't really want to drink, but it's difficult for us to walk in the wind and snow all the time now. If you don't say anything else, it's still easy to fall. A Jing, you shouldn't want to see me fall, right? A Jing doesn't think we can find a place to shelter the wind and snow to wait for the snow to stop. Wouldn't this arrangement be perfect?"
Chapter completed!