Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1101 - 352 Snow Disaster_2

Chapter 1101: Chapter 352 Snow Disaster_2

At this moment, the snowball in the Space interjected, "If a snow calamity really does occur, can’t you just implement the plan you had previously devised to accumulate merit?"

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, "I do hope to implement the plan sooner rather than later, but once a snow calamity happens, it’ll affect a wide area. The number of people we could help now is far too limited, and I’m not prepared yet. So, let’s just hope a snow calamity doesn’t happen."

"Hmph, this isn’t up to you. I advise you to hand over the plan to the Xiao lad as soon as possible and let him discuss it with the Chu lad. After all, you won’t be short of merit, and you’ll have an easier time," the snowball reminded, making it clear it was certain a snow calamity was bound to happen.

Mo Yan sensed the implicit meaning in the snowball’s words and grew even more worried, "Then we’ll have to inform Bro Xiao and have them prepare in advance. Sigh, it seems we’re in for a tough year ahead."

The snowball sighed as well, "It’s unavoidable. Human calamities can be averted, but natural disasters? Forget it. Even if you know in advance, there’s a limited amount you can do."

As an Artifact Spirit restricted by the Heavenly Dao, the snowball could not foresee disasters in advance, only sensing them when they were about to occur. The reason it was so sure about the snow calamity happening this time was based on Mo Yan’s calculations from her first life.

At this time in her first life, Mo Yan had already been studying medicine with Doctor Du. Because of the snow calamity, many people died or fell ill from the cold, and the Court arranged for doctors to treat those people. Mo Yan had exerted a great deal of effort and received a substantial amount of merit for it.

Of course, in that life, Mo Yan had no Space, so the merit she received had little use, but in subsequent reincarnations, her lives improved, ultimately changing her fate of loneliness and isolation. Until this time, her soul split in two, with no possibility of merging, destined to die young in both worlds. Yet, the Heavenly Dao opened a "back door," allowing her to finally become a complete person and successfully change her tragic destiny in this life.

Without delay, Mo Yan, not bothering about the cold, rushed to her study to write a letter to Xiao Ruiyuan. She called a little sparrow from the Space, not too afraid of the cold, to deliver the letter.

"Sister Yanyan, last night the accumulated snow damaged four or five greenhouses, and all the vegetables inside were buried. If this snow keeps falling, I’m afraid all the greenhouses will be destroyed, and the vegetables inside will freeze to death," Tang Xin said worriedly, hoping to get some advice from Mo Yan.

But Mo Yan had no feasible solution; the heavy snow was enough to damage thatched houses, let alone greenhouses. If it weren’t for the villagers’ diligence, braving the snow and cold to clear the accumulated snow from the greenhouses every day, those greenhouses would have collapsed already.

However, it wasn’t acceptable to just wait for all the greenhouses to be crushed. Mo Yan thought for a moment and said, "Do the greenhouses have enough spare firewood? If there is enough, burn more every day. As long as the temperature inside the greenhouses goes up, the snowflakes on top should melt. But someone will need to keep the fire burning all night long."

With the temperature plummeting, water would freeze upon contact at night. The oilcloth greenhouses had much poorer insulation compared to plastic, and without additional heating, even the diluted Spirit Spring Water could not prevent the vegetables from freezing to death.

Tang Xin quickly responded, "I’ll go talk to the village head right away and have him arrange for someone to take the night shifts as soon as possible."

Mo Yan nodded and made Tang Xin put on a rabbit fur coat before letting her leave.

After Tang Xin conveyed Mo Yan’s suggestions to Yang Bao’s House, it didn’t take long for Yang Bao to gather the villagers involved in the greenhouse cultivation. He discussed the matter of burning fires at night for additional warmth and sought the opinions on those who would provide the labor for the night shifts.

As it affected whether they could live in brick-and-tile houses next year, and despite having earned a good amount in the past two months, the villagers didn’t want the greenhouses destroyed by the snow or the vegetables inside to freeze. Therefore, none of the called villagers opposed the idea. In fact, they even clamored to take the night shifts.

Everyone understood the night shift meant braving the severe cold, staying awake all night, and constantly tending the fire. Since the labor points—which equated to silver—would be generous for such work, everyone hoped to earn more, and hard work was no issue.

Tang Xin reported back to Mo Yan, who fully understood the situation.

It wasn’t that peasant families were particularly greedy for money; they spent their whole lives working the land, treated it as dearly as their own father, and cherished the produce like their own children. With such a special affection, how could they stand idly by and watch those well-growing vegetables simply perish?