The old woman dared not speak out in anger; it wasn't just her, because Ruan Mian had started it. They really thought there was straw near the post station, and even the servants of the Uncle's Mansion were ordered to find it.
The result was obvious—nothing was found.
Ruan Mian issued each person in the mansion a cloth strip to tie their legs with, teaching them to bind their calves well.
"With this, if we walk for a long time, our calves won't swell or become congested with blood, which makes it much easier."
Others had never heard of the cloth strip having such a function before, and they all followed suit.
Those people struggled through to the next day.
The heavy snow had stopped, but the road was covered in a thin layer of snow, and some parts had even melted into water, making the roads even muddier.
