Xiaoou called Ze Min and said that he wanted to go back to his hometown, Ze Min was 10,000 worried, but he couldn't pull away, and he also knew that Xiaoou cared most about Sasha's death, so he had to agree to her to go back, and he told him to be careful.

Last night's snow fell lightly, but it didn't stop, slowly drifting down. Xiaoou sat on the bus back to her hometown, and she had to bump for three hours with nervousness and sadness.

In winter, the windows of the bus are all closed, and the air inside cannot be circulated, Xiaoou's stomach is uncomfortable, and the feeling of wanting to vomit comes up one after another.

The kind mother-in-law next to her asked with concern, "Little girl, your face is pale, are you motion sickness?"

Xiaoou wanted to explain that she was not a little girl, but a feeling of vomiting came back to her, and she had to nod weakly.

"It will be better to eat a plum, give. The mother-in-law handed over a plum, and the other hand reached behind her and stroked her back.

"Thank you..."Xiaoou said Mei, sure enough, she felt a lot more comfortable, she said weakly, "Mother-in-law is also going to Yuhang?"

The mother-in-law looked kind, "Yes, my son married a wife in the city and brought me to live, but I'm not used to it, so I still live back in my hometown..."

Xiaoou lowered his head and smiled slightly to show understanding, "Mother-in-law, our Yuhang is a good place, the air is better than in the city, the sound is not as noisy as in the city, and you will be happier!"

"Yes," the mother-in-law turned her head to look at the foggy car window, as if she could see the scenery outside through the fog, and her wrinkled face was full of loneliness and loneliness.

Xiaoou didn't ask any more, leaned back in the seat, everyone has everyone's story, whether it is sadness or joy, only she knows best, others won't care about you and can't care about you!

Because of the snow, the roads were slippery, and the bus was moving at a slow pace, so the three-hour ride was supposed to be extended without restrictions. Xiaoou couldn't help but vomit in the end, but fortunately, her mother-in-law stuffed a plastic bag for her in advance, and it seems that the elderly are still more prescient. Xiaoou vomited yellow bile water, and the bus had not yet reached its destination.

She has to change trains after she arrives in Yuhang, so if she goes on like this, it will probably be dark when she gets home... She fumbled with her mobile phone and wanted to call her father at home to report a message, but she didn't have the extra energy to read, just hurriedly flipped through the phone book, "Hey..."

Before the word "Dad" was shouted, Zemin's magnetic voice came, "Wife, have you arrived?"

It turns out that I mistook my "husband" for "dad"... Xiaoou had no choice but to puff up his breath and press his neck lightly with his hand, trying not to let him hear his weakness, "Not yet, the road is slippery, and the car is driving very slowly... I'm fine, I just want to hear your voice!"

"Have you eaten?" It was lunch time, and Zemin was just about to go to eat.

Xiaoou glanced at the vomit in the plastic bag and said reluctantly, "Eat... I stuffed a loaf of bread in my bag when I went out. ”

"Oh, then tell me when you arrive, I'm still busy!"

"Well, you concentrate a little bit, don't worry about me, let's call us. ”

After hanging up the phone, Xiaoou really didn't have the strength to continue talking, so he stuffed the phone into his bag and forgot to call Wang Hong at all.

Ze Min at the other end still buried himself in the work, and must not be distracted at the important juncture of the handover of Jincheng Group, Zhou Yun on the side listened to his phone call with Xiaoou, and her heart was sour, she shouted outside the door, "Secretary Lin, come in!"