The weather in the north is cold, and the snowflakes don't melt when they fall to the ground; they're as soft as cotton.
Mo Lan looked at him, wrapped up like a rice dumpling.
"Aren't you studying medicine? How come you're so sensitive to cold?"
"I'm a doctor, not a god, and I live in the south all year round. What's so strange about me being afraid of the cold?" Tingyu said, taking big bites of the rabbit leg in her hand.
Everyone made a ruckus all day, and only went home when it got dark.
Back in her own courtyard, Mo Lan took a hot bath, the family had dinner, chatted for a while, and then went their separate ways.
On New Year's Eve, a grand banquet was held. The men ate large chunks of meat, drank strong and pungent liquor, played drinking games, and burst into laughter from time to time.
On the woman's table, besides the fried New Year's treats, there were also steaming hot dumplings, large and filled with plenty of filling, cooked until they looked like ingots.
The entire village was brightly lit, filled with laughter and chatter, as everyone kept shouting that they would stay up all night to welcome the New Year.
As a result, before midnight, a large number of them collapsed.
Fortunately, the hall was heated by an underfloor heating system, so there was no fear of getting cold. Seeing that it was about time, Mo Lan walked to her father's side and saw that his unfocused eyes were just grinning foolishly at her. He was probably quite drunk.
“Niece, your father can’t hold his liquor, but he insisted on drinking with me. Now look what happened, he’s drunk.”
The second-in-command of the Xiong family held a wine pot in his hand and looked at Mo Lan with a smile. It must be said that she usually doesn't show it, but the more you look at her today, the more your niece has the air of a leader.
"Second Uncle has a good capacity for alcohol." Mo Lan looked at him. In the past year or two, he had done a lot for the village and was the person who had made the most contributions to the entire village.
"Haha... Of course, back in the army, I was a man who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, so this is nothing!" Xiong Er said, gulping down several more mouthfuls.
"Dad, you can't drink like this even if you can. Didn't you want to stay up all night with us?" Xiong Er walked over and tried to snatch the wine pot from his father's hand, but the second-in-command cleverly dodged it.
"You brat, you're asking for it."
Mo Lan looked at the father and son, smiled, and patted Xiong Er on the shoulder, "Take good care of your father."
Afterwards, Mo Lan found Song Jian and Da Peng and the others, "Send the chieftains back to rest. As for those who are drunk, drag those with family members back home, and those without can sleep in the main hall. They won't get cold anyway."
"Okay, boss, we've got this covered." Seeing that his uncle was already completely drunk, Song Jian told Da Peng to take him away.
Mo Lan walked outside the hall, where everything was covered in white, a tranquil and peaceful scene.
"Little sister, it's cold. Go back and rest quickly, or those brats will come begging for candy as soon as it's light." Hua Fengyu, wearing a silver cloak, walked to Mo Lan's side. Seeing her thin, fitted outfit, he took off his cloak and prepared to put it on her.
"Brother, just wear this, I'm not cold," Mo Lan said, pressing his hand down. Looking at the changes in Qinglong Village over the past year or two, she couldn't help but ask, "What if we could help Qinglong Village take another step forward?"
"What do you mean, sister?" Hua Fengyu was taken aback, thinking of his sister's actions over the past few years. "Going further is not impossible, but if we do, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of some people. At that time, we will have to be even more vigilant."
"We raise an army for a thousand days to use it for one day. The northeast of the prefecture has always been unclaimed land, and the land is quite fertile. If we move there, we can advance or retreat as needed."
As Mo Lan spoke, her gaze swept over Qinglong Village, "Of course, we won't abandon Qinglong Village; we'll just expand our territory a bit."
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