Night fell.
All of a sudden, fine snowflakes began drifting down again.
Jiang Ning walked along the road, his feet sinking into the soft snow. There was no one around.
In weather this harsh, few people were willing to venture outside, even in the inner city.
"People in the outer city will probably freeze to death again this winter!"
Thinking of the outer city, Jiang Ning sighed inwardly.
When he had lived in the north in his previous life, every winter he would see stray cats that had frozen to death in deserted corners.
Surviving the winter!
In an age of undeveloped productivity, it had always been something that could cost people their lives.
Jiang Ning knew very well that in this era, especially with the severe drought this year, even the people around Luoshui County who could draw water from the Luo River to irrigate their fields would have poor harvests.
Without a good harvest, surviving the winter became an exceedingly difficult affair.
And that was for the people of Luoshui County, right beside the Luo River.
Farther away, in a year of severe drought like this, without a water source to irrigate the fields, it was a true natural disaster-one that could leave the common people homeless and wandering.
Along the way, Jiang Ning thought about many things.
After a long while, he shook his head, clearing the stray thoughts from his mind.
He knew this had nothing to do with him.
Nor could he do anything about it.
Never mind him-even the man before whom all the officials bowed could do nothing about it.
Before natural disasters, human strength was far too insignificant.
All he could do now was count himself fortunate-fortunate that he possessed enough ability and strength that he did not have to struggle on