She did not think about how full she could fill her stomach. It was fine as long as she would not be starved to death. So, she counted the amount of rice. She definitely could make it last till the beginning of Spring next year if she was frugal with her eating.
Once she finished her dinner, she then walked to the door. After she opened the door, she saw that it was still snowing heavily outside. She finally knew the reason why everyone in the entire village did not go out. With such a heavy snowfall and the village surrounded by mountains, not even a road could be found. How was anyone able to go down the mountains?
If the person really wanted to go down the mountain, he would either lose his way or fall to his demise.
She wrapped up her neck. The wind and snow streamed into her collar from time to time, and her thin clothes could hardly maintain her body temperature.
