"Why do you want to keep people?" Mo Lingwei was puzzled: "Is it because the snow is so heavy that the battle on the front line has been put on hold?"
It is always good to have fewer casualties. Whose life was not raised by their parents?
Everyone has the desire to live better.
Gu Wei thought that Feng Shaojin had told her about this matter, but he didn't expect that she knew nothing about it. Seeing her misunderstood, he couldn't explain it clearly.
She was afraid that the plan would change when the time came, which would make her happy for nothing.
Gu Wei just smiled and said, "Young Madam will know sooner or later."
Mo Lingwei looked at Feng Jiajun who was sweeping along the way, and walked quickly all the way into the operating room.
Heavy snow came in from the air leaks on all sides, and snowflakes had piled up in several places into the shape of a pagoda. She came too early, and the logistics staff hadn't arrived yet.
Mo Lingwei put down her medical bag and had to go to the kitchen to fetch hot water. As soon as she arrived at the kitchen, she saw Mo Jinlan leaving the back door with a basin full of clothes.
Someone chased after Mo Jinlan: "Second Miss Mo, it's snowing outside, put on a hood."
Mo Lingwei scooped hot water into the wooden basin, through the gap in the window, saw Mo Jinlan took the hood with a smile, put it on his head, turned and left quickly.
The man who delivered the hood came in and said to himself: "It's such a cold day, I don't know if the water in the pool is frozen."
Mo Lingwei put down the wooden basin, picked up an umbrella made of black cloth, and walked out of the kitchen quickly.
The snow along the way was cleared to make way for a path, which was soon covered by falling snow.
As Mo Lingwei approached the pool, she saw Mo Jinlan squatting carefully on the rock, and was hitting the thick ice with a mallet.
The little finger-thick ice was knocked open, and Mo Jinlan brought his red hands to his mouth, let out a breath, and started to wash clothes.
She was still wearing last year's padded jacket, probably worn for a long time and washed too many times, leaving only a thin layer, which should not be warm.
Compared with previous years, this year's situation is much more difficult.
Mo Lingwei saw frostbite on Mo Jinlan's red and swollen hands.
She originally wanted to go forward to take out her clothes, but after thinking about it, she turned and left with her umbrella in hand.
When Mo Jinlan turned his head, he saw a slender figure holding a black umbrella, looking extremely gorgeous in the white sky.
Mo Lingwei went back to the bedroom, rummaged through the closet, took out a new one and a half-worn cotton jacket, and sent it to Mo Jinlan's bedroom.
During breakfast, Mo Jinlan came over to look for Mo Lingwei, and asked anxiously, "Did you buy these two clothes yourself or Shaojin gave you?"
Mo Lingwei was drinking multigrain porridge. Hearing this, she raised her eyelids and looked at her in confusion.
Mo Jinlan said anxiously: "If Shaojin gave it to you, I would never wear it. What if he gets angry?"
Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes and said angrily, "I bought it myself."
A happy smile appeared on Mo Jinlan's face, "Then I will take it, thank you, the clothes I left in the Governor's Mansion before were all thrown away by Mrs. Feng."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei suddenly remembered that she still had a lot of clothes in the other courtyard, and she couldn't wear them all. It's better to ask the servants to sort them out and send them to the outskirts of the city for those who need them.
Mo Lingwei said: "I still have a lot of clothes in the other courtyard. If you want, you can choose a few. I just have time these few days. I will go back to the other courtyard and send all the clothes I can't wear to you." For those who are frozen."
Mo Jinlan's expression was a little strange: "How many people can fit your figure?"