In the village committee's dining hall, everyone partied until the small hours of the night before they left, content.
Who knew that suddenly snowflakes began to drift down from the sky outside.
In the blink of an eye, the courtyard became covered with a layer of white velvet.
Lin Sen reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.
"A good omen, A'niu. They say a timely snow promises a good harvest. We've just taken office, and look, the heavens have sent us such an auspicious sign," he said.
Ma Daqing, who rarely spoke up, said, "We should check the fields tomorrow. The roads will be slippery with snow, and we still need to prepare for frost."
"Of course, from now on, with you two working together in Peach Blossom Village, who would dare to look down on our village?"
A'niu put his arms around their shoulders.
The atmosphere at the Wu Family's home was a completely different scene.
Wu Bao had already been beaten until his skin burst open and flesh split.