Jiang Yihua worked at the farm, which was some distance from Bian Family Village. However, the village party secretary's daughter had married into a village near the farm, so the secretary and his family frequently traveled back and forth.
Last winter, the village party secretary brought eggs to his daughter for her postpartum confinement.
The winter days were short. He was only delayed for a short while, but by the time he started for home, the sky had not only grown dark, but thick snowflakes had also begun to drift down.
The village party secretary was rather stubborn. Not wanting his family to worry, he insisted on rushing home and refused any offers to escort him. After all, a man in his forties was in his prime; he didn't want anyone to think less of him, nor did he want to be a bother to his daughter.
