Zheng Rong was still preparing dinner in the house. The weather was cold and there was nothing to do, so the family had two meals each day, in the morning and evening. All the families were worried that the bandits would enter the village, so they made an extra meal for their men and then took turns guarding the village. The snow was particularly heavy today. The sound of snow falling could be heard in the house, and there were even the cracking sounds of branches being crushed.
"My heart is always beating, and my eyelids are twitching." Jiang Shan flicked the snow off his shoulders. Every family in the village sent young men to patrol the village. The Jiang family sent Jiang Da and Jiang Shan.
"I don't know where the wild boar has been recently. It hasn't come back for dinner." Jiang Da looked at the vast white mountain forest and felt a chill in his heart.
