Lin Ying took a sip of water, slowly put the water cup on the coffee table, looked at Lin Jun's old face, and suddenly became a little bored, but it was not easy to show it. She knew that the boss didn't know about it, and Lin Jun's stay in Beijing was completely his own arrangement, and had nothing to do with work. So he said reassuringly: "Brother, you will make the little sister embarrassed." I'm going to take my boyfriend home to meet my parents today, and he's already waiting for me to pick him up. ”

Lin Ying glanced at Lin Jun's face, and also noticed Lin Jun's somewhat lost eyes. But she still said firmly: "Brother, my little sister really doesn't have time to play with you in Beijing this time, next time, next time you come to Beijing, I will definitely take you around Beijing and eat all the food in Beijing." After speaking, he stood up: "Brother, since you don't leave, then I'll go back first." Without waiting for Lin Jun to speak, she walked towards the door. "Brother, I'll contact you when I come back from Langfang. ”

"Okay, girl, slow down on the road and stay safe. Lin Jun knew that his plan had failed, and looked at Lin Ying blankly, his mind full of confusion blurred his figure. I had to politely reply: "Hello to your boyfriend, I wish you a happy new year!"

"I wish you a happy new year!" Lin Ying finished speaking, and hurriedly closed the door. I walked happily to the elevator in the hallway, feeling relieved.

Lin Jun felt bored in the room alone, so he picked up the remote control, turned on the TV and flipped to the news channel. The news about the snow disaster is being broadcast on the TV, and the subtitle scrolls at the bottom of the screen: "Main content of this episode: ...... Hold a Spring Festival group meeting,... Speech: Spring Festival, railways, national railways are expected to send 11.06 million passengers, pay attention to the UK's "Brexit", and the UK will remove all legal obstacles to "Brexit". Today, there is a serious snowstorm in the western part of our country....."

Lin Jun felt a little nervous after reading the news, the snow disaster was so serious, I don't know what the situation at home is. I stayed alone in the hotel, and it was not convenient to eat. After hesitating for a moment, he still mustered up the courage to dial He Wenquan's phone. He was going to tell He Wenquan that he planned to go back in the afternoon and come to Beijing after the snowstorm had passed.

"Brother Lin, what's the matter?" He Wenquan asked slowly after receiving a call from Lin Jun.

"Have you seen the news? Now the snow disaster is more serious, and some cities were locked down by the snow disaster yesterday, and it is estimated that the Spring Festival holiday will be extended, and it is not clear when to postpone work. Lin Jun honestly said the key points of the news. "I guess I have to postpone work until March, but I'll come back and come back to Beijing when the snow is over. ”

He Wenquan thought about it for a while, and also thought that it was useless for him to stay in Beijing now, and it would be good to come back and discuss the matter of President Zhang asking him to repay the loan. So he thoughtfully said, "Okay, you can take the nearest flight back, and you'll talk about it when you come back." ”

Lin Jun hurriedly packed his luggage, secretly glad that he had not refunded the ticket, and looked at the time just after 11 o'clock. He walked to the door and glanced back around the room to see if there was anything he had forgotten. After making sure he had everything with him, he closed the door.

The taxi slowly walked along Chang'an Avenue in the snow, and the Tiananmen Tower looked more majestic in the snowflakes. Chang'an Street, is a famous heavenly street in the history of Beijing, as early as the eighteenth year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty (1420), when the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di built the capital of Beijing, the royal family carefully arranged such an east-west horizontal street in front of the imperial city.

Tiananmen, known as Chengtianmen in the Ming Dynasty, is the meaning of taking the true dragon and the Son of Heaven to be ordered by heaven. It is the gate of the imperial city, and there is a foyer outside the gate, called Daming Gate. There is also a gate on the left and right of the gate, the left is called the left gate of Chang'an, and the right is called the right gate of Chang'an. In this side street from the left gate of Chang'an to the right gate of Chang'an, it is Chang'an Street. Chang'an Avenue takes the meaning of long-term stability. At the beginning, in front of Chang'an Street, the left and right corridors and halls were called the Thousand Step Corridor, and there was a stone road in the center, which was called the Royal Road. However, this royal road is not allowed to be stepped on by ordinary people. Only the emperor's dragon chariot and phoenix chariot were allowed to pass through the imperial road. Usually the ministers are called by the emperor to enter the palace, can only bypass the imperial road into the left gate of Chang'an or the right gate of Chang'an, through Chang'an Street, on the Jinshui Bridge, into the Chengtian Gate, and then into the noon gate, is the palace.

In the Qing Dynasty, Daming Gate was changed to Daqing Gate, Chengtian Gate was changed to Tiananmen, Chang'an Left Gate was changed to East Chang'an Gate, and Chang'an Right Gate was changed to West Chang'an Gate. The location of the East Chang'an Gate is 80 meters in front of the current Beijing Working People's Cultural Palace. The location of the West Chang'an Gate is 80 meters in front of the gate of Zhongshan Park. East of East Chang'an Gate to Dongdan, called East Chang'an Street; West Chang'an Gate to Xidan is called West Chang'an Street.

The Forbidden City has been closed, and there are still many tourists taking pictures on the Jinshui Bridge. There are several young couples having snowball fights, and some adults are building snowmen with children. Life in Beijing seems to be completely normal, and there is no feeling of a snow disaster.

Lin Jun saluted Tiananmen Square and glanced back at the Monument to the People's Heroes, where he recalled the origin of his name.

Lin Jun's original name was Lin Han, in the summer of 61 difficult times. He was only a few years old at the time, and he followed his mother to Dafa Temple to worship incense. Lin Jun's mother is a typical woman in her fifties in rural southern China, with gray hair, because she walked all the way to Dafa Temple, her sweat-soaked sideburns are close to her face, she looks very tired, but her eyes are very bright, and the ravines carved on her face by the wind and frost of the years cannot hide her former beauty.

At noon, the sun curls up the leaves. Knowing that the long voice kept talking, it added a layer of annoyance to the sultry weather. His mother was still reciting scriptures in the scripture hall, and he was so hungry that he saw that there was no one in the temple, so he stole a few of the pastries offered to the Bodhisattva on the incense table, and ran to the back mountain alone to hide and eat. I don't know how long the pastry was left, he blew the dust on it, and swallowed it after dividing it by two, whether it was salty or sweet. Then he lay down on the grassy slope and fell asleep on a warm winter afternoon.

In his sleep, he was awakened by a cramping pain in his stomach, and he rolled on the ground in pain until he passed out.

His mother couldn't find him anywhere after chanting, so she was so anxious that she cried at the temple gate. He kept crying out pleadingly: "O Bodhisattva, please save my little son, don't let those who are eaten by a thousand knives, if they want to eat, eat me, let my son go." Legend has it that at that time, people were so hungry that even children could eat, and when he thought of this, his mother was going crazy and kept crying hysterically in front of the temple.

It is said that Lin Jun's life should not be extinguished, and at that time, a company of PLA troops was stationed not far from Dafa Temple. When they heard the news, they immediately organized a search and sent several teams to search for the back mountains. It took a few hours to find the unconscious Lin Jun by a ditch in the back mountain, and immediately sent a car to send him and his mother to the Jiang'an People's Hospital. The doctor later said that he had food poisoning, but fortunately it was delivered in time, and if it was a few minutes late, it was estimated that he would not be able to save it, and he picked up a life and came back.

After being discharged from the hospital, Lin Jun's mother took him to thank the PLA, because his life was saved by the PLA, so his mother renamed him Lin Jun. From then on, whenever he saw a soldier, his eyes would bloom with gratitude.

After a two-and-a-half-hour flight, Lin Jun returned to the provincial capital. Seeing that the time was less than 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I called a taxi at the airport and drove directly to Jiang'an City.

Winter twilight always comes quickly, and before the water vapor evaporated by the sun dissipates from the mountains, the sun sets into the western mountains. So, the north wind, with a biting chill, drove the white mist on the highway and wandered to both sides of the car, while the shadows of the distant peaks fell more quickly on the village, and the shadows became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the dark clouds, but soon the setting sun pierced through a few golden rays of light.

On the way, Lin Jun called his daughter. "Baby, Dad is back! Tell Mom that I will have a New Year's dinner together." ”

Lin Jun and his current wife Chen Ying are married for the second time, and they are typical old husbands and young wives. He is 20 years older than Chen Ying, and their daughter is 13 years old and has just entered junior high school. He is quite tall, has a well-proportioned figure, is neither fat nor thin, and is a piece of dancing material. She has short ear-length hair, always with two hairpins on her head, one left and one right, and her hair is tightly tucked behind her ears, revealing a smooth and white face. Her little mouth contains a wealth of expressions: when she is happy, she pouts and grimaces; When angry, a small pouting mouth can hang a small oil jug. The words that come out of this mouth can sometimes make people angry and sob, and sometimes they can make people laugh and laugh.

"Okay, Daddy, what are you buying me a present?" said her daughter's delicate voice on the phone.

"Keep it secret now, come back and surprise you!" Lin Jun said mysteriously.

"Okay, come back quickly!" Lin Jun's daughter hung up the phone in a hurry.

Taxis whizz along the highway to Jiang'an City, with few cars along the way, the sky is gray and the clouds are low, and the radio is broadcasting the snowstorm.

"Big brother, where are you coming from?" the taxi driver asked, glancing at Lin Jun from the rearview mirror.

"Beijing. After speaking, he laughed softly.

"No wonder you wear so little, don't mind! The main thing is that the snow is serious now, and you just came back, so I guess you haven't had time to add clothes. The taxi driver said politely.

"It's okay, it's warm when you get home. "Lin Jun does feel colder than Beijing.

Lin Jun's phone rang, and when he saw that it was his daughter calling, he hurriedly answered and asked, "Baby, what's the matter?" Lin Jun is an old man, so he is very doting on his daughter. Calling "Baby", I feel very happy and happy in my heart.

"Dad, when will you be home, Mom is going to stir-fry?" the daughter asked urgingly.

"It's coming, I guess it's going to take another half an hour. Lin Jun hung up the phone, looked at the row of tall spruce trees on the side of the road outside the window, one by one backwards, feeling that time was flying, and he felt that he was slowly aging.....

A phone ringing broke Lin Jun's thoughts, and he saw that it was He Wenquan's phone. Thinking about why he has so many things, whether he wants to let people live. Then he picked up the phone with a complaint: "Hey, He Dong, what's the matter?"