Lin Qingqian curved her lower lip. "You guys should leave quickly. Be careful on the way."
Four people set off to send Luo Juan to the hospital in town.
The remaining people either stood or squatted down to look at their distant homes, but they could not enter to hide from the snow. They sniffed sadly.
This night was destined to be a sleepless one. Although there were no earthquakes, there were continuous small tremors. No one dared to go home, not even to go in and get some clothes.
When Lin Qingqian and Lin Chaoyan were tired from standing, they wiped the snow off the tree stump beside them and squeezed onto the wooden stake to rest.
***
The 29th.
Silken Villa was decorated with lanterns and colors, and there was a festive atmosphere of the new year everywhere.
Jiang Yunshen specially went to the supermarket to buy many lanterns and hung them up personally to make Old Madam Jiang happy.
