I used rebirth to bury his captivating gaze.

Chapter 31 Uninvited Guest

The next morning, through the gaps in the glass window, one could see a vast expanse of white, with a level four or five southeast wind blowing wildly, leaving the snowflakes nowhere to hide!

Yang Zhannan was the first to get up. He dressed, walked out of the east room, took a few steps into the room, removed the small iron latch, and then gently pushed the wooden door with one hand, but the door did not open.

He then tried to open the wooden door with one hand again, but the door remained exactly as it was!

Finally, he used both arms and kneecaps, all four limbs, to push open the wooden door, but the door remained completely still!

He did this action countless times, but he was still in the same state every time!

Basically, it's like saying, "If my roots don't move, your treetops will just sway aimlessly!"

In the past, there have been similar situations when it snowed heavily and the wind blew at the same time. By daybreak, the snow had been blown to the door by the wind. After a night of blowing snow, there was naturally more snow, which blocked the door and made it impossible to open.

However, such situations are rare; heavy snowfalls like this don't occur every year.

After thinking for a moment, he followed his usual method and went to the back wall of the small kitchen well to get a large iron shovel, which he placed inside the door for future use.

Then he bent his arms and leaned against the wooden door, and with the help of his kneecaps and all four limbs, slowly, little by little, moved the wooden door.

After repeating these movements, a gap indeed appeared in the wooden door! But the gap was still not enough for him to squeeze through.

He saw that the entire courtyard was buried in a blanket of white snow, with snowflakes still falling sparsely and a gentle breeze still blowing.

He tried to stick his whole head out, but to no avail. Finally, he carefully protected the man's face little by little, afraid that it would be a greater loss if he were scratched by a small nail on the rough door panel.

He really did manage to do it perfectly. Peeking out half his face through the crack, he looked behind the door and exclaimed, "Oh my god! A dark, indistinct thing?" He quickly pulled his face back, but instantly a bloody streak appeared on that half of his face.

"Oh! Her father, what happened to your face? Why are you bleeding? Come inside quickly, I'll bandage it for you." Liu Shulan came out and saw blood flowing down half of his face. She immediately panicked!

"What are you packing up for? Hurry up and open the door... there's something outside..."

"You don't care about your bleeding face, why are you bothering with what's outside the door? Is your face more important, or what's inside?"

"Your face and belongings are both important. Go open the door and see..."

"I'll drive, I'll drive... stubborn fool."

After a while, she said, unable to open it, "I can't open it."

"Alright, open the door with me." The two of them still couldn't push it open. It was as if the door was being held firmly in place by a huge rock outside.

"Mom, why can't you open the door? Let me help you...?" Yang Yuhan walked out of the west room and saw the two of them trying to open the door.

Then, with the three of them working together, they were finally able to squeeze through a gap large enough for one person to pass through.

Just as Yang Zhannan was about to walk out, Liu Shulan pulled him back, saying, "Your face is still bleeding, and you've caught a chill."

"Dad, your face..."

"Yuhan, take the shovel and clear the snow blocking the doorway. I'll clean your father's face." Liu Shulan said, pulling him back into the east room.

At this moment, Yuqiu came out of the west room.

"What's wrong? Yuhan, what were you arguing about? The door won't open. It snowed heavily all night and there was a strong wind. The door is blocked by snow."

She should only listen to what she says.

At this moment, Yang Yuhan took the large iron shovel near the door and went outside to clear the snow.

Just as she raised her large shovel to dig down, she almost dug up some stunning beauty behind the outer door.

"Oh my god! Someone come quick!"

She threw down the large iron shovel in her hand and was about to flee the scene when Yu Qiu, Liu Shulan, and Yang Zhannan hurriedly came out.

Yang Zhannan took a closer look and exclaimed, "It's a living, breathing person!"

He crouched down, stretched out a hand, and placed it on the man's nose. Then he immediately stood up and bent over to try to carry him on his back, but the man's body was frozen stiff, and he couldn't lift him.

The others looked down at the man in astonishment.

"He's still alive! Hurry and carry him into the house, he's frozen stiff!"

"Mom, is he dead?"

"Is there any dead person breathing?"

“Yu Han and I each lift one leg, while Dad and Mom lift the upper body.”

“No, Mom doesn’t have the strength. It’s too much effort for her to lift her arm. I’ll lift her up.”

"Alright. Stop dawdling. If you keep dawdling, everyone'll get cold." Yang Zhannan scolded.

"Okay, okay, it's cooler here anyway."

Yang Zhannan and Yang Yuhan carried the front, while Liu Shulan and Yang Yuqiu carried the back two legs. The four of them worked together to carry the ice figure into the heated kang bed in the east room.

Yang Zhannan took off the man's thick gray cotton-padded coat, which was covered in snow and ice, and wiped the snow off his face and head with a dry towel.

Then Yang Yuqiu quickly jumped onto the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), took down two large floral cotton quilts from the kang cabinet, and covered the person with them.

Liu Shulan went to the small kitchen to make ginger water and tried to feed it to him. She held a small bowl of ginger water in one hand and used a small magnetic spoon in the other to feed it little by little to the cracked mouth of the dying stranger.

At this moment, several family members and guests were standing on the edge of the north kang (heated brick bed) in the east room.

Everyone chimed in with their own comments, chattering away.

"Second Uncle, where did this person come from? How did he get into your house?"

"How would I know where he came from? I'm also curious how he climbed over such high gates and outer walls, and why he didn't knock before getting to the outer gate?"

"You could hear him knocking? It was so windy last night, everyone was asleep, how could anyone hear him knocking?" said the third brother, Zhanxi.

"You're right. He was up all night last night, so he probably didn't have the strength to knock on the door when he got here."

“I said, you’re just bringing your father back from somewhere. Isn’t that just asking for trouble? What if he dies on your bed? His family will come and extort money from you.”

"Diao Yan, what nonsense are you spouting? Shut your mouth. If you don't want to watch, go back."

"Third brother, you're so kind-hearted, why don't you hurry up and take off your clothes, get into his bed and warm him up? If you don't have the guts, Liu Che, then so be it. You have your place, I know your character..."

"If you're kind-hearted, then warm him up in bed."

"Get lost, I'm a woman, you're really something."

"What's going on with you all? The gate isn't open, the snow in the yard isn't cleared, what are you all doing gathered here?" Yang Hong slowly walked in.

"Grandpa, we have an uninvited guest." Yang Zhi said.

"What customer? Where are you?"

"Grandpa, isn't it right here?" Yang Zhi pointed.

Yang Hong stepped forward, took a closer look, and saw that the man's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he had a messy, ordinary freestyle hairstyle.

Yang Hongwei's eyes were getting increasingly fixed on the screen!

"Grandpa, you seem to know him?"

"How could I recognize him? He just looks like someone? I'm getting old and my memory isn't what it used to be. When I was younger, I could remember people clearly after just one look."

"Dad, this person has been here for a while, what should we do if he still doesn't wake up?"