Chapter 397: Save us all, Nasser

The next morning, the ten-day heavy snow finally stopped.

The chill after the snow could not stop the happiness that welled up inside of the people. After all, once they made it through that day and the next day, everything would be fine once the snow melted. They watched the first ray of the morning sun appeared in the skies above. It would be a good day. Furthermore, a fall of seasonable snow gave promise of a fruitful year, perhaps they would not starve as much in the coming year.

For these brutally victimized peasants, they would feel the very warmth from this tiny appearance of hope. Compared to those that were well-provided who grieved over the passing of spring or felt sad with the advent of autumn, it was too easy to satisfy them. This was originally not a good matter but in this hopeless state of the country, they could only treat it as a good matter.