Xue Yue was also worried about her brother, but she kept it to herself.
After carrying the grain inside, He Lang found Xue Yue staring blankly at the snow in the courtyard.
"Worried about your brother?" He Lang's tone was certain.
Xue Yue nodded, then turned to He Lang. "Do you think my brother knew to prepare?"
He Lang glanced at the snow still falling outside. "How about I go over there? If your brother doesn't know, I can give him a heads-up."
Xue Yue looked at He Lang, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head. "I should go. You heard what Mom said."
"It's fine. Yangjia Gou is close to our village, plus we have a sled. I can take the sled and be there in no time."
"Should we tell Mom?"
He Lang shook his head. "No need. If Mom asks, just say I went to Shitou's house."
Xue Yue reached out and squeezed He Lang's hand, her eyes filled with worry. "Be careful, then. If the roads are too bad, just come back."
He Lang patted the back of Xue Yue's hand.
