With the gloomy sky overhead, Mu Shi looked up at the dark clouds and said to Mu Yangling, "It'll probably snow again tomorrow. I wonder how your eldest great-aunt's family is doing. Tomorrow, I'll wake up early and go to her house to take a look. At the same time, I'll clean up the roads in the mountains."
"Father, it's very dangerous to walk on the mountain path in such heavy snow."
Mu Shi smiled and stroked her head. "Since the snow in the mountains fell upon the trees instead, there's less snow on the road than outside. Even if the mountain path is difficult to walk on, with my experience, I won't fall."
Mu Yangling turned around and glanced at Shu Wanniang. She said in a low voice, "Father, you have to come back quickly. Mother has been a little uneasy these past few days."
