Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is approaching Chinese New Year's Eve.

Early this morning, He Xiao began to pack his things and prepare to return to his hometown tomorrow.

Last night, the room was cleaned up, including the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides were polished, and the house was spotless, only the bedroom was still a little messy, and I didn't have time to pack the clothes.

In fact, there is nothing to take, He Xiao likes to travel lightly when he goes out, and he is not on a business trip, he is going back to his hometown, and there is no shortage of his old clothes at home.

I packed two changes of clothes and put them in a small suitcase, which didn't sink at all, let alone slip away, it was not a problem to just pick it up and run.

He's on the plane at noon tomorrow, so it's not a hurry, after packing up all the things at home, there's no life, nothing to do, it's time to play games, it's time to brush a black phone.

In the evening, I made a hot pot for myself, ate a good meal before going home, bought a bunch of dishes, and in line with the principle of not being extravagant and wasteful, He Xiao called the landlord's sister to eat together, which was lively and lively.

At the dinner table, He Xiao put a crab stick in his mouth, looked at Zhang Xuran and said curiously: "I said...... You're from Sichuan Province, aren't you? Don't you go home for the Chinese New Year?"

"Back to the fart, what's there to get back. Zhang Xuran half-squatted on the chair, pouting while putting vegetables in the bowl, and seemed to have a lot of grudge against his hometown, no, to be precise, he had a lot of grudge against some people in his hometown.

It is estimated that there are some unspeakable secrets, because when chatting usually, He Xiao really has never heard Zhang Xuran talk about her hometown, and she has lived alone in Yanjing for many years.

He Xiao used to feel lonely when he felt lonely, but after knowing Zhang Xuran, he realized that this is what people call loneliness.

He has no friends or relatives, and he lives alone in this cold Yanjing City, with nothing but tens of millions of properties.

Such a life is too lonely, He Xiao's heart has no fluctuations, and he is even a little envious.

After eating the hot pot, Zhang Xuran routinely stayed to help wash the dishes, and He Xiao appreciated her quality, paid for her rice, and did not play a scoundrel.

"By the way, after I go home, you help me take care of the sweet potatoes every day, and I have prepared the cat food and cat litter, so I will change it if it is not enough. He Xiao remembered something and said before Zhang Xuran went out.

"Won't you take the cat away?" Zhang Xuran's scolding voice came from the corridor, sounding impatient, but He Xiao already understood this guy's temper, the knife mouth tofu heart, plus she usually likes to pet cats, taking care of sweet potatoes is definitely not a problem.

After closing the door, He Xiao lay on the bed with anticipation, and his mind was full of thoughts of his hometown.

Wanderers like them, none of them are homesick, and they must be so excited that they can't sleep before they go home, and they can't sleep all night.

He Xiao is not exempt from vulgarity, he hasn't looked at his parents for two or three years, and he hasn't set foot on the black land of his hometown, how can he be as stable as Mount Tai.

I barely slept that night, so that when I boarded the plane the next day, the whole person was confused, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, leaning on the seat to sleep, and he didn't wake up when the plane encountered turbulence in the middle of the flight.

It wasn't until he landed that he opened his eyes in a trance, tilted his head and looked out of the window, the familiar outline of the ice city had already appeared in his eyes, and the winding Songhua River ran through the city like a long dragon.

"Passengers, the plane has arrived safely in the ice city, the ground temperature is minus 22 degrees Celsius, the plane will taxi for a while, please sit in your seat, when you take your luggage, please pay attention to the switch of the luggage, in case the luggage slides out of the ......"

The voice of the flight attendant full of love came from the radio, and then the plane taxied to the ground, He Xiao's body leaned back uncontrollably, feeling a little tinnitus, and he didn't ease up until he stopped.

Zipping up the down jacket, He Xiao put on a mask, followed the army off the plane, got his luggage from the turntable, and finally found the exit after going around the airport.

The induction doors opened to both sides, and the kind cold air of the Black Province came to his face, so that He Xiao, who had not been home for many years, buzzed with a muffled sound of melon seeds, and was a little stunned.

The whole person stood at the door and shut down for two or three seconds before he recovered, and then he felt that the cold air was pervasive, and he couldn't stop it in a down jacket, especially his legs, he didn't wear big cotton pants, just such a layer of small autumn pants, and he had no defense at all.

After all, this is the northernmost and coldest black province in China, and a real physical attack is minus twenty or thirty degrees! What kind of concept? If you pour a basin of water into the sky, you can directly freeze into ice cubes! Who the hell can withstand this?

He Xiao hasn't been back for several years, and he really doesn't adapt to the temperature in his hometown, and his brain is buzzing with frozen melon seeds.

However, he is not the only one who is cold at the airport, there are not a few people who are like him who are frozen into grandchildren, and some southern friends are so cold that they convulsed at the same time, they are attracted by the snow scene and ice sculptures in the ice city, and their expressions are both painful and excited, and they are in a contradictory state of wanting to shoot but can't shoot.

As for the locals in the Northeast, there are more chicken thieves, and they wear several layers in advance, with sweaters and vests under their cotton jackets, and some little old girls who have returned from vacation in the south have changed into shiny minks in the dressing room, and the degree of heat preservation is enviable.

He Xiao could only look at this, this time he was not fully prepared, and he deserved to freeze like his third grandson.

Shaking his head a little confused, he strode towards the airport bus, paid twenty yuan, and the master stuffed the suitcase into the warehouse under the car, and let him get on the bus.

He Xiao found a window seat in the front row, with a good view, but it was a little cold, and he had to keep shaking his legs to keep warm.

In fact, the main thing is that the tiger forces the driver not to close the door, open it wide, and the cold wind is whistling and rolling up, and it can't be done if you don't shiver, frozen SKR people.

She crossed her hands over her cuffs like an old lady, shook like this for twenty minutes, and finally drove away.

He Xiao got off at the terminal train station, and then had to take a green car overnight to return to the small county town in his hometown, and when he got home, it was estimated that it would be four o'clock in the morning.

The bus is moving forward at high speed, and there are occasionally some ice sculptures flashing by on the side of the road, which is beautiful, He Xiaowang is in his eyes, and he also has a lot of emotion in his heart.

Bingcheng is known as the little Paris of the East, and the city is full of European style, if it is not for the signs of the shops in Chinese characters, it means that some people believe in foreign countries.

In the past, when the family came out to do business, they opened a restaurant here, although it was a small business, but as the provincial capital, Bingcheng also left a deep memory on He Xiao.

After the bus entered the city, it stopped and stopped, and when passing through the central street, the most people got off the bus, and the car was empty for most of the time.

As the most famous pedestrian street in the ice city, it is also next to Sophia Church, so tourists naturally come here.

He Xiao continued to shrink in the car, and looked out through the window, the sky was covered with snowflakes, and the church in the distance was hazy, looking extremely sacred and beautiful.

It's just that the bus stayed for too short, and before I had time to take a closer look, I left in a hurry.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, He Xiao, who had been on the bus for an hour, arrived at the terminal station, Bingcheng East Station.

The scale of the East Railway Station is not large, and it looks a lot shabby compared with the main station and the West Railway Station, but the train that can pass through He Xiao's hometown is only available at the East Railway Station, otherwise you have to take a bus.

With the slippery road surface in Hei Province, He Xiao didn't dare to take a big guest home, he spared his life.

Honestly took the train all night, at four o'clock in the morning, the lights of the city were already visible, and He Xiao, who was lying on the sleeper, was completely sleepy.

The familiar county seat is already close at hand, and he has arrived home!