Gong Tao was shoveling snow for the first time, and at the beginning, he was extremely motivated, working at a swift pace.
But as he swung more often, Gong Tao noticed that his arms were feeling a bit numb, "I didn't expect this snow to be so heavy."
Zhao Gang wiped away some sweat, "It is heavy, though everyone says snow is light, when it piles up, it's quite a burden on the roof."
"Alright, let's take a break, have a sip of wine, and then continue working." Zhao Gang pulled out a gourd from his pocket, filled with homemade wine.
Although the taste was not great, it was clearly not up to par, but at least it had the flavor of wine, and Gong Tao expressed that he could reluctantly accept it somewhat.
Gong Ruini was busy down below as well, trying her best to collect clean snow, avoiding those that looked dirty.
"Ah, this snow isn't good, it's dirty." Gong Ruini felt displeased again seeing Zhao Guangran just pile the snow together so casually.
