Jhiang Xingzhi's eyes hardened. Having lived more than half his life, there was little he didn't understand.
"Ah, all for personal gain with no shame," he muttered.
"Yeah, it's lucky we didn't agree. They probably just wanted us to work for free!"
"Not to mention, such a futile effort could only be conceived by that group of people."
Whether it was truly futile or not, probably only they could clarify.
"Dad, is the snow getting heavier today?"
Jhiang Xingzhi looked outside and nodded, "It does seem heavier, and the snow hasn't stopped."
"They said it's a blizzard. It won't stop easily. Look at these big snowflakes, they're almost like goose feathers."
"This is truly more unjust than Dou E!"
Qin Yue's remark successfully dissolved the awkward atmosphere.
"Alright, let's not fuss over it too much. I'll go next door and ask Xiao Song to see if there's any work to be done."
Xiao Ling, who was nearby, also felt a bit awkward.