Chapter 499: Feeling Guilty
The negotiation for the dried noodle project didn't come to fruition. Apart from eating a bowl of delicious fish soup noodles, Zhuang Qingning felt that she gained little else from the day. Dispirited, she went to bed early with Zhuang Qingsui.
At night, the northwestern wind rose, and fine snowflakes began to drift down from the sky.
By midnight, these snowflakes had turned into large snowflakes, continuing to fall until the rooster crowed at dawn. By the time it was fully light, a thick blanket of snow had covered the ground.
For the farming families, this snowfall was timely.
Since the autumn planting, there had been little rainfall, and the ground was somewhat dry. The sprouting wheat in the fields was showing some yellowing. A heavy snowfall brought promise of a good harvest, bringing much relief to the farmers.
After a couple of days under the sun, the snow began to melt. Snow water dripped from the eaves forming long icicles on the eaves tiles.