Whether you're waiting, you're confused, don't leave yourself where you are, just make up your mind, and every day can be a new beginning.

It's another winter morning, Han Chen is still lying in bed and hasn't gotten up, recently because of his feet, he has been lying for several days, his own food, clothing, housing and transportation are Chen Xiang helping him, unconsciously Chen Xiang and him have more words, they will talk about the future at night, talk about dreams, they have a common goal, that is, to build this school better, attract more people's attention, and hope that the children here enjoy more love.

The dream that is said to be really only a dream for the time being, with the two of them who have just entered the society, it is really difficult to improve here, first of all, funding is a big problem.

Han Chen sat on the bed and thought about a lot of questions, and he had to say that these practical problems in front of him were as confused as this winter morning.

Today, the cold wind is howling outside, and he can hear the sound of "whirring" in the house, and he wonders if the people outside are blown and their faces are as painful as a knife.

The vibration sound of "beep" sounded again on the table, and he received a lot of text messages on his mobile phone in the past two days, and he didn't seem to open them to see, maybe most of them were call reminders or text messages like 10086.

Just as he wanted to go there to have a look, Chen Xiang walked in with noodles, and kept shouting that it was too cold today, there was sleet outside, and the wind was so strong, his hairstyle was blown up, his ears were red from the cold, and there were some small snow rice seeds left on his scarf.

Han Chen supported the edge of the bed with one hand, about to get out of bed, Chen Xiang saw it and quickly ran over, helped him and said, "Are you going to the toilet?"

Han Chen shook his head, and was about to say that he wanted to take the phone, but before he could say it, he was held down by Chen Xiang.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, it's all this time, except for going to the toilet, you can just call me for the rest of the things, don't toss like this anymore, anyway, today is Sunday, and the children don't go to class, I can accompany you here all day today." Chen Xiang said a lot before he found that the point was not said, what did he want to do when he got up?

He suddenly smirked and asked Han Chen, "What did you want to do just now?"

Han Chen pointed to the mobile phone on the table and did not speak.

Chen Xiang said while holding his mobile phone: "Anyway, the signal here is not good, and you can't make calls, what are you doing with your mobile phone?"

When Han Chen saw more than 20 text messages on his mobile phone, he was surprised, he clicked on them one by one, and the most popular ones were Xia Qing and Lin Jiajia.

He suddenly wanted to call them back, but he couldn't move around now, so he could only watch anxiously, at this time, he suddenly thought of what Chen Xiang said just now, except for going to the toilet, he couldn't do it for him, and the rest of the things could be done for him.

"Hey, can you do me a favor?" Han Chen asked in a tentative tone.

Chen Xiang, who was cooking noodles, turned his head to look at him and said, "What's the hurry? As long as it's not going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire, it's no problem." ”

"Go and call me back," Han Chen shook his phone in front of him.

Chen Xiang made a gesture to him that was okay, and continued to make noodles, and soon the noodles were ready, he served two bowls of noodles, plus fresh vegetables just picked from the soil, pea tips, and pork belly that Han Chen had fried himself before, and the whole room was filled with fragrance.

After the noodles were finished, Han Chen couldn't wait, and he didn't let Chen Xiang wash the bowl, so he urged him to call him.

It was still cold and windy outside, and there was a tingling pain on his face, and Chen Xiang took his mobile phone and walked over to the hill.

He smiled with satisfaction when he saw that the cell phone signal had jumped to full bar.

Of the three numbers that Han Chen ordered him to call, only his father's name was saved, and the other two did not note their names, and he didn't know which one to start with for a while.

Just when he was hesitating, the mobile phone rang by itself, it was his father calling, she told his father the situation according to Han Chen's instructions, and seemed to be in a good mood when she heard the other party's voice.

Soon the call was over, and it was time for him to dial out, anyway, the two didn't save their names, so he called back in the order of the call reminder on the text message.

"Wow, you finally appeared, how many calls have you called, can you still live like a living person, disappear into this world at every turn. ”

As soon as the phone was connected, before Chen Xiang could speak, he was confused by Lin Jiajia on the other end of the phone, because he didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, because Lin Jiajia spoke an authentic hometown dialect.

"I'm sorry, I'm Han Chen's colleague, he has a sprained foot now, and it's inconvenient to walk, so let me call you back. Chen Xiang finally found an opportunity to say what he wanted to express.

Lin Jiajia immediately apologized embarrassedly, feeling that her words just now were too unelegant, and suddenly jumped up from the stall.

After learning about Han Chen's situation, she was a little worried, being alone in such a mountain village, and now her feet remain the same, it is inevitable that she will suffer some hardships!

It's superfluous to think about her own worries, she can only think about it and can't do anything about it.

After Chen Xiang Lin Jiajia finished the phone, he continued to type an unfamiliar number, and with the first phone experience, this time he decided to call first, and introduce himself as soon as the phone was called.

Because Xia Qing lives in Han Bin's house, his speech is also a little restrained, and he is not like Lin Jiajia, who is like setting off firecrackers.

Xia Qing politely thanked Chen Xiang all the time, and said that he would thank him in person for taking care of Han Chen in a few moments.

Chen Xiang completed the task given to him by Han Chen, braved the cold wind and returned from the same way, picking some vegetables in the soil on the way to prepare for the hot pot at noon.

When he arrived at school, his hands were already red from the cold, and he put down the food in his hand. Immediately ran to the stove to roast the fire.

"How is it, are your clothes wet, do you want to change into my clothes?" Han Chen looked at him and asked.

Although Chen Xiang didn't look as tall as him, he was also on the thin side, and he could completely wear Han Chen's clothes.

Chen Xiang didn't change his clothes, but began to gossip, and teased Han Chen with a smile, through the phone call just now, he has been alone The second call he sent was Han Chen's girlfriend, and he was very confident that he felt that the other party had an elegant attitude, and he was a good match for Han Chen.

Han Chen smiled: "You really feel wrong this time, I don't have a girlfriend, these two are good to me." ”

Hearing Han Chen's negation, he seemed a little disappointed, and replied, "Even if they are good friends now, they will be in the future." ”