Su Yunuo held up her hands to ward off the leaves swirling in the wind. She squinted and glanced at the house, visible in the distance, with a weary expression. With strained arms, she struggled to lift the increasingly heavy basket on her back.,Today, it seemed like a storm was about to break. Thinking of that dilapidated house with a roof but no real protection from the elements, Su Yunduo felt a wave of helplessness wash over her.,If we could open a new mountain road from behind our house, it would be so much easier to get in and out of the mountains.。