"Mother, there are small, heat-generating cubes in the cloth bag."
After noticing her daughter shivering, Liu quickly carried her to the cloth bag and took out a hand warmer from inside.
She skillfully stuck the heat pack inside her daughter's blanket, then took out a thick cotton coat to cover her daughter.
When the others saw Liu take out the hand warmers, they all gathered around in an orderly fashion, waiting for Old Lady Zhu to distribute the contents of the hand warmers.
Wang Haocheng felt that the Zhu family was exaggerating. Although he felt it was a bit cold tonight, he didn't think it was that bad.
"Grandma, it is a bit chilly, but it's not necessary to wear a down jacket!"
Upon hearing the sound, Grandma Zhu looked up at Wang Haocheng, then smiled and shook her head. After putting on her cotton-padded coat, she took out a hand warmer and handed it to Chen Xiang, who was getting dressed.
Chen Xiang took the heat pack, skillfully tore it open, and then stuck it to the inside of his clothes, letting his body gradually warm up.
He then turned to Wang Haocheng with a smile, "Brother Wang, you don't seem to be very afraid of the cold."
"Of course, we spend years traversing the desert, and our delicate bodies probably can't withstand the harsh weather any longer."
Wang Haocheng was still confident in his body, smiling and patting his chest, his voice trembling as he stubbornly spoke.
[Another stubborn person. Xixi is just waiting to see how you get slapped in the face.]
The current temperature is nothing; in another 15 minutes, it will likely drop to minus 30 degrees Celsius.
[When the snow falls heavily, I wonder if this little house can withstand it.]
Xixi was completely wrapped up in the swaddling blanket, with only her nose and eyes showing.
She looked around anxiously, trying to find any loopholes in the house.
Zhu Chenfeng had just finished getting dressed when he heard his niece's intermittent, childish voice.
It seems to be saying that there will be heavy snow, and it even mentions that houses can't withstand the heavy snow.
He subconsciously looked around at the mud house, and when he saw that the house had no windows or doors, he became uneasy.
"Lord Chen, the house has no windows or doors. I'm worried that if the temperature drops further, we might not be able to withstand it."
Chen Xiang followed Zhu Chenfeng's gaze and looked around, discovering that the room was spacious, but also had many drafty spots.
"That makes sense. Everyone, search the room and see if there are any planks or nails. Nail the windows shut."
Zhu Haotian remembered seeing many wooden planks in a mud house earlier, and waved to Zhu Wen and An Qing as he walked.
"Brother Zhu, Brother An, I know where there are planks. Come with me."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wen and An Qing hurriedly followed Zhu Haotian out, and the other escorts followed closely behind.
After the guards left, Chen Xiang and Zhu Chenfeng stayed in the house to look for nails and tools.
Old Mrs. Zhu led the women to collect any flammable wood and straw, piled them together, and started a fire.
Wang Haocheng had never seen an exiled prisoner and his escorts get along so well.
Jin Fu, Wang Haocheng's subordinate standing next to him, found the Zhu family's busy behavior somewhat laughable.
"Shopkeeper, have these people gone mad? It's true that it gets a bit chilly in the desert at night, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jin Fu suddenly felt goosebumps rise all over his body, as if a biting cold wind had entered his body.
His body trembled, his face was deathly pale, his lips were purple, and he uttered a trembling voice.
"Shop...Manager...Cold..."
Even Wang Haocheng felt that the room had suddenly become much colder, and he was at a loss for what to do.
Grandma Zhu took out many cotton-padded clothes from her cloth bag and threw them at the crowd.
"Brothers, hurry up and put these on, or you'll catch a cold."
Wang Haocheng caught the cotton coat that Grandma Zhu threw to him and hurriedly put it on, but it was just too cold outside.
Even after he put on clothes, his body continued to tremble, and even his teeth chattered from the cold.
"Quickly stick this on your bodies, and you'll warm up in no time."
Grandma Zhu knew that clothes couldn't protect against the cold, so she quickly took out a hand warmer, tore off the film, and put it on Wang Haocheng's clothes.
After seeing what Grandma Zhu did, the others quickly took the white cubes she handed them, and followed her gestures to tear off the outer film and stick the cubes to their bodies.
After the cubes were placed on their bodies, it wasn't long before everyone felt much warmer.
Jin Fu was surprised by how magical the little cube was and bowed to Grandma Zhu in excitement.
"Grandma, thank you so much."
Even Wang Haocheng felt guilty for his arrogance. He sighed in shame and bowed solemnly to Old Lady Zhu.
"Grandma, I was unlucky to have met the wrong person and misunderstood you. Thank you for your kind help."
Grandma Zhu felt a little embarrassed by everyone's bowing and quickly stepped forward to help Wang Haocheng up.
“It’s fate that we met. You’re friends with my son, so you’re also friends with the Zhu family. Brother Wang, you don’t need to be so polite.”
At this moment, Zhu Haotian led Zhu Wen and An Qing into the room carrying wooden planks.
Upon seeing this, Jin Fu quickly led his men forward and took the wooden planks from Zhu Haotian and the others.
Wang Haocheng sat beside the fire with Old Lady Zhu, his face solemn as he turned to look at Old Liu.
"Grandma Zhu, I never imagined that Zhu Yanyan had actually planted a spy in my team."
Grandma Zhu looked at Old Liu, who was tied up in the corner, with a puzzled expression, and was quite surprised by his appearance.
"Old Liu, weren't you taken out of the desert by Zhu Wen? How come you're colluding with Zhu Yanyan?"
Old Liu, his face bruised and swollen from being beaten by the caravan guards, still kept his head down defiantly and said irritably.
"I'm not that stupid. The outside world is in complete chaos. If I go out, I don't even know if I'll live or die."
"After Zhu Wen left, I secretly came back, but who knew I would run into Zhu Yanyan on the way."
"She said she needed someone familiar with the post station to guide me, so she told me to go with her."
After hearing Lao Liu's words, Wang Haocheng's expression immediately turned angry. "That Zhu Yanyan is really despicable. I didn't even notice that there was an extra person in the team."
[Zhu Yanyan is a time-traveling woman! She knows the plot inside and out; how could you possibly be a match for her?]
[Having access to modern knowledge and resources, she was fearless.]
How could I willingly follow you? Sigh! Finally, things can settle down a bit more.
[But can everyone withstand the minus thirty degrees Celsius temperature in the desert?]
Xixi twisted her body comfortably in the quilt and licked her dry lips.
[She's hungry! Xixi wants some rice porridge.]
Hearing Zhu Xixi muttering to herself, Chen Xiang quickly handed the nail in his hand to Zhu Chenfeng.
He walked quickly, handed the rice bag to Old Lady Zhu, and solemnly explained the matter.
"Xixi hasn't eaten all day. Quickly feed her something, don't let her get too hungry."
Grandma Zhu stared blankly at the bag of rice in her hand and Chen Xiang's anxious expression, her face full of confusion.
"Lord Chen seems to care a lot about my Xixi."
Even Liu was startled by Chen Xiang's sudden concern, and she cautiously held her daughter in her arms, squinting at him.
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