Chu Ying raised a hand to interrupt him. He gazed at the first rays of dawn, currently obstructed by thick banks of dark clouds, and asked on a sudden whim:
"Old Su, do you think today will be sunny or overcast?"
Su Li: "..."
Chapter 175: The Able Bear the Burden
Today was not a good day.
Aside from a few wisps of morning light during the transition between dawn and dusk, the sun had spent the entire morning hiding behind heavy clouds. By noon, a ferocious, yellowish gale had picked up.
The world seemed like a post-apocalyptic wasteland; everything was cast in a dim, murky gloom, filled with yellow dust that made it nearly impossible to see anything beyond ten yards.
Anyone venturing outside would be pummeled by yellow sand—particles barely larger than dust—which would coat a person completely within half an hour, turning them into a living statue of gray. As for breathing, that was even worse; the thick, turbid air was enough to induce suffocation.
In short, in such ghastly weather, no one would want to step out unless absolutely necessary. Most people stayed indoors, windows and doors bolted tight, praying anxiously for the wind to die down.
"Master Hao, the door over there isn't closed yet... Master Hao, the windows inside need to be shut too... Master Hao, there are still windows open upstairs..."
In the hall on the first floor, Hao Fugui was running up and down the stairs under Qiulan's direction, panting and drenched in sweat.
The young maid, meanwhile, stood poised b…
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