“...... Hurry up, go back and put on more clothes for you, don't catch a cold. ”

“...... Mom, snow, it's snowing......"

Stepping out of the alley where the community was before, Lian Ge approached the side of the street,

The streets are still lively,

The congested vehicles slowly moved forward, and all kinds of pedestrians on the side of the road went to various places.

A mother with a child squatted down, tightened the buttons of the child's clothes, and pulled the child forward and walked briskly.

The child raised his head, looked at the sky, and said in surprise,

The two walked in front of Lian Ge.

Lian Ge looked at the lively street, the pedestrians who were walking away, turned his gaze, and looked at the street lamp next to the street and the eaves of a shop, raised his head slightly, and looked,

Under the light, a little snowflake fell from the night and fell to the ground with a slight breeze.

It's snowing.

Lian Ge smiled slightly and turned his gaze back,

With a little snow falling from the night, continue along the street.

......

While moving forward, Lian Ge looked at the pedestrians along the way, the scene on the side of the street,

The mouse on his shoulder also turned his head, stood on his forelimbs, and looked to the side,

A little snowflake fell from time to time and landed on Lian Ge's body, and the mouse hair was re-melted, but it never moistened Lian Ge's clothes, the mouse's hair,

In this snow, all kinds of people on the side of the street quickened their pace, and the shopkeepers of the shops came out of their houses and looked at the snow.

“...... Snow, Snow ...... Daddy, it's snowing......"

A little girl was carried on her father's back, sat on her father's shoulder, spread her hands, and then the falling snowflakes, surprised, curious, looking,

“...... Then we have to go faster, or we will get wet when we go back......"

The little girl's father stretched out his hand to support his child, said with a smile, and quickened his pace.

......

“...... Old man, if you walk slowly, why are you still like a little doll? ”

An old couple supported each other, wearing thick cotton jackets, walking in the snow,

The old man's steps were a little fast, and the old lady spoke out to him.

“...... It's snowing......"

The old man laughed at first, slowed down, followed closely, raised his head again, looked at the snow in front of him, and said aloud.

......

“...... It's snowing, it's closed, it's closed, it's going home......"

On the side of the road, a stall owner was packing up his things, laughing and shouting,

“...... Lao Xu, don't wait for a while, this snow is estimated to be able to fall for a while, and when the snow stops for a while, you can go out for a while......"

The stall owner next to him pushed his stall car and walked to the shade of the tree, where he could avoid the snow, and said with a smile,

“...... If you don't put it up, you won't continue to go out of the stall today, and my son is back...... Normally, I make barbecue for others and sell it to others, but today I will go back and make it for my son......"

Laughing, he packed up his things, and the stall owner rode away on his bike.

......

Along the street, facing the snow, Lian Ge walked, watched, and listened.

Looking at the hurried steps in the snow, or the brisk and happy pedestrians, listening to the words of joy or sorrow.

Above your head, the night is getting darker,

The snow was heavy, but it never stopped.

Along the road, after walking for a while, Lian Ge walked back to the square where he was before.

......

On the square, the night is dark,

A few street lamps barely illuminate the square at night, except for the shade on the side, the unobstructed square, it seems that the snow is going to be heavier,

The chilly wind, whistling with some snowflakes, whistling from time to time.

Wrapped up in clothes, pedestrians hurried through the square, then into the street, and faded away.

“...... It hasn't snowed in this place [520] for years......"

“...... Hey, it's a good sign for snow in Laba, it's a good year for you, and next year will be a good year......"

Listening to the words ringing in his ears with the cold wind blowing through the square, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked towards the place where the voice came from,

On the edge of the square, under the shade of the trees, a sheltered place from the wind,

Holding a big umbrella to shield from the wind and snow falling from the night,

Under the big umbrella, there is a wire hanging on the umbrella bone, embellished with an incandescent lamp, the incandescent lamp is on, and the light disperses the surrounding night.

Under the lamp, under the umbrella, there are two chairs, a stool,

On the stool there was a basin of water with a handkerchief, and on one of the chairs, an old man was lying,

The old man seemed to have drunk some wine, with some drunkenness, and his face and eyes were red from the smoke of wine.

Half-drooping eyelids, muttering from time to time, talking to another old man standing behind him,

Another old man was standing behind the chair, with an apron on his body and a razor in his hand, shaving the gray beard of the old man in the chair.

“...... That's right, when the snow melts, I don't know how many people are old and can't get through it. ”

The old man with the razor paused and looked at the snow outside the umbrella,

“...... What years are there, how can there be such a statement, and there is no air leakage in the house, how can it not withstand it......"

The old man leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes drooping drunk, and he said again.

......

Listening to the sound of words coming from that place, and then looking at that place, Lian Ge moved his steps again and walked towards that place.

“...... Young man, do you want to shave your hair?"

Walking outside the umbrella, approaching, the old man with the razor raised his head, looked at Lian Ge, then looked at the mouse on Lian Ge's shoulder, turned his head, and then smiled and greeted Lian Ge.

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked at his shoulder,

Since it came out, it has been a while, and unconsciously, it has been a little long.

“...... You're old and confused, you can shave this hair......"

Beside him, leaning on the back of the chair, the drunken old man opened his drooping eyelids and scolded the old man who had shaved his hair.

The old man with the razor smiled, didn't speak, just looked at Lian Ge,

Lian Ge glanced at the old man lying on the chair, smiled, walked towards the empty chair next to him, and sat down.

"I'm tired. ”

“...... Can't. ”

Lian Ge sat down and said something in a calm tone, and the old man answered, and then went on to shave the beard of the old man who seemed to be drunk.

Only then did he turn around again, take an apron, and tie it to Lian Ge.

“...... Young man, your hair is not easy to shave......"

After draping the apron, the old man stood behind Lian Ge with a razor, looked at it, looked at Lian Ge's hair, and said with a smile,

“...... You've drunk too much, and you're still confused......"

Before Lian Ge could respond, the old man next to him, whose eyes were red from wine, opened his eyelids again, closed them again, and scolded the old man with a razor with some drunkenness,

“...... What's not good about shaving, as soon as the razor falls, the red dust will be cut in two, and the green silk will be settled, and you won't care about everything from now on...... Hey ......"

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be saying to Lian Ge, and with some alcohol, drunkenness, laughter, and muttering, the old man was quiet again.

Standing behind Lian Ge, the old man with the razor heard the old man who seemed to be drunk scolding him, his face was not angry or annoyed, he still smiled, looked at him, turned his head again, and looked at Lian Ge,

"Do you want to shave like that, young man?"

Smiling, the old man asked.

Hearing this, Lian Ge paused, looked at the front of him,

In front of him, under the umbrella, the wind and snow are blocked by the umbrella, but outside the umbrella, there is still snow falling, and the wind is blowing.

Looking at it, Lian Ge shook his head,

"Let's shave as usual. ”

“...... Okay. ”

The old man with the razor smiled and responded, dipping the razor in water again.