“It was really cold last night…”

"Is it the legendary late spring cold..."

It was early April, which was logically the month when the cold was prone to late spring.

"It's still cold and warm" refers to this kind of weather.

Zhao Xinqing squatted beside the fire and started cooking fish soup, whispering:

"It's too cold. We can only go to the mountains to find limestone after the sun comes out..."

Su Bai shook his head:

"We can't even pick up some limestone along the way. Our top priority now is not burning lime."

"But I promise that I will not be frozen to death by this late spring cold..."

Su Bai suddenly remembered something and exclaimed:

"Wait a moment!"

"Zhao Xinqing, the crops in our fields will not be frozen to death, right??"

His eyes wide open and his face was full of fear, looking at Zhao Xinqing beside him.

The three acres of land they had just scrapped and worked hard to cultivate would not have been destroyed by a cold wave???
Chapter completed!