The men’s dormitory at the Educated Youths Courtyard had been crushed by the heavy snow. While the women’s quarters remained standing, for safety’s sake, the female educated youths were moved into the homes of local villagers, just as the men had been.
Fortunately, the educated youths had been frugal and had previously pooled their money to build a few mud-brick huts of their own. Those who were close friends could naturally pair up to share the space. Sun Xiaoxiao didn’t hesitate for a second; she brazenly moved into Jiang Rou’s small room. The fifteen-square-meter hut, now crammed with three girls, was lively indeed.
Jiang Rou pushed the door open, carrying a hot water kettle. The *kang* was burning hot, and the scent of earth and dry grass rushed out to meet her. Outside, the cold wind roared like a frenzied beast, battering the windows with a persistent, howling sound, but inside, the air was warm and cozy, even making the white puffs of breath look soft and gentle.
Chapter 87