"Comrade Xiao Lu, we're hauling snow out."

Wang Haibing stood at the doorway, shoveling snow.

He looked around curiously and saw Lu Fangfang and Xiuxiu busy, but Lao Zhuang's sister was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Lu, where's that woman from yesterday? I haven't seen her. Isn't she Lao Zhuang's sister?"

"Um?"

Lu Fangfang frowned, glanced at Wang Haibing, and felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Zhang Honghua was sent back, otherwise something terrible would have happened.

She glanced at Wang Haibing again, wanting to complain that this person had terrible taste.

“That’s not Mingcheng’s sister. She’s from my hometown. She’s already been sent back.”

"It was sent back?"

Wang Haibing was taken aback, scratching his head in confusion.

Just as he was about to ask again, he saw Lu Fangfang drive away on the donkey cart. Shaking his head, he could only pick up the shovel and start shoveling snow again.

...

"Sis, why did he ask Zhang Honghua?"

Xiuxiu was pushing the donkey cart on the side. She looked back and looked very strange.

"Him... never mind, don't mention Zhang Honghua again. If you run into him in the future, just ignore him."

Lu Fangfang didn't know how to bring it up, but she felt quite uncomfortable.

Pushing the donkey cart outside the courtyard, she called to Xiuxiu to lift the cart and dump the snow onto the roadside.

Looking towards the direction of the regiment, she saw soldiers shoveling snow all over the road, working enthusiastically, and her mood improved.

Back home, she and Xiuxiu spent most of the morning sweeping the snow in the yard.

After breakfast, the two went to the farm.

At this moment, Sister-in-law Lan Ying had arrived and was shoveling snow in the yard with Sister Shu Fen.

"Hey girl, shouldn't we clean the roof of this shed too?"

Wang Shufen looked at the breeding shed, where the snow was at least thirty centimeters thick.

She's fine now, but she's worried it might snow again in a few days.

"The snow on the roof needs to be removed."

Lu Fangfang looked around, then walked to the west corner of the wall and picked up a long bamboo pole.

Standing under the shed, she forcefully poked at the snow on the roof.

"Xiao Lu, I can't poke it down..."

Before Zhao Lanying could finish speaking, she saw the snow on the roof slowly sliding down, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like an avalanche.

Lu Fangfang noticed it too, so she threw down the bamboo pole and ran away.

"Boom!"

The falling snow was quite powerful, hitting several people right at their feet, which startled them and made them take a few steps back.

After a while, the snow on the roof finally fell and buried the door completely.