Before going to the county town, Lu Jingzhi paid a visit to the Gao family.
"Mom, Xiaomiao sent us this frostbite ointment, saying it's a special formula."
Liu Xiaoxiao put down the endless needlework in her hands, got up, and rubbed her waist as she asked Gao Yuan, "Why didn't you invite her in?"
Gao Yuan said, "Xiaomiao said she had something to do."
Liu Xiaoxiao gave up on her son and hurried to the door, only to see a blanket of white outside, without even a trace of a shadow.
She looked down at her hand.
Unlike the women in Lake West Village who often work in the fields, her hands weren't that rough, but her knuckles were a bit swollen.
After all, she still had to live, and she had to take care of everything from cooking to washing clothes.
Her knuckles were slightly red and swollen when bent, and the years of frostbite were faintly warm to the touch.
Liu Xiaoxiao said, "Put the frostbite ointment away, and when there's time, take it to your brother in town."
