In the middle of the night---

The snow was falling, icy and snowy, and suddenly came out of such a beautiful girl with big braids, Song Zhichao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

When the other party saw him, he was also stunned for a moment.

It turns out that this girl usually has a good habit, as long as Xiao Hei screams outside, many times she meets those beggars who beg for food, and at this time, the kind-hearted little girl will take hot steamed buns and the like, and give them to those beggars to eat.

Today is the same, Xiao Hei kept screaming outside, the little girl thought that there were beggars coming over in the Chinese New Year's Eve, thinking that it was so cold, so she enthusiastically took hot steamed buns out and prepared to give them to the beggar, but she didn't expect this beggar to be a young man.

"Little girl, may I ask ......" This village is quite big, and it is still turning around, Song Zhichao is a little lost, and wants to ask the direction where the Song family lives.

As soon as the little girl heard this, she stepped forward directly, grabbed Song Zhichao's hand, stuffed three steamed buns into his hand, and said, "No need to ask, there is something to eat!" Oh, this is a steamed bun, my mother has just steamed, and it is still hot, you eat first--- see how you are frozen, I will go back and see if there are any clothes!" While speaking, without waiting for Song Zhichao to answer, the little girl turned around and ran home.

Song Zhichao: "......"

I couldn't help but look myself up and down, did I look like a beggar?

Not to mention, although he is wearing a very fashionable denim suit, but the denim suit belongs to the kind of self-used and frosted type, and there are holes in some places, which is called "fashion" in Hong Kong, and it may be a "beggar suit" here, plus this cold and snowy land, blowing cold wind, Song Zhichao is covered with snow, and he looks around with his neck bent, he really looks like a beggar looking for a place to live.

The little girl ran home, and Song Zhichao couldn't find anyone who wanted to ask questions, who would come out for a stroll on this cold day, all at home for the New Year.

Only those black dogs were still yelling at Song Zhichao, shaking their heads and tails, and Song Zhichao threw the steamed buns that had just arrived at him. The black dog was not polite, and directly bit it with his mouth and ate it.

Just when Song Zhichao was about to beckon people to ask for directions, the little girl with braids ran back again, still holding a piece of clothing in her hand, and said to Song Zhichao: "Big brother, you put on this dress first---- it's cold." ”

"It's not cold, I don't care--- sneez!" Song Zhichao will not be regarded as a beggar, but his nose is not angry, and he sneezes one sneeze after another.

The little girl giggled, stuffed her clothes into Song Zhichao's arms, glanced at the black dog enjoying the steamed buns, and kicked it with her foot: "Eat, eat, you know how to eat! This is for the big brother, what are you eating!"

The black dog reluctantly ran away with the steamed bun in his mouth, so as not to be harmed by this little girl.

Seeing the little girl and the black dog competing, Song Zhichao couldn't help but feel funny, handed the steamed bun back again and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not ...... Ahem, I'm here to find someone. ”

"Looking for someone?" The enthusiastic little girl finally saw that Song Zhichao was a little different.

"Yes, my surname is Song, and I live here......"

didn't wait for Song Zhichao to finish speaking, but saw that little girl suddenly stared at her beautiful eyes and shouted: "Are you Song Zhichao?

Song Zhichao: "......"

I was shocked, how could this little girl be shocked.

"You know me?"

"Why don't I know you, I'm your neighbor Xiaomei! By the way, it's your sister's classmate, and I used to eat at your house...... By the way, I heard that you are working in the south, why did you suddenly come back?" the little girl looked very surprised, and her mouth kept talking.

Song Zhichao: "......"

Only then did I think of a runny nose, holding a steamed bun in her hand, with white sugar on the steamed bun, eating with relish.

"Are you Du Chunmei?"

"It's me, you finally recognize me, hahaha!" the little girl jumped up directly, looking very happy.

Song Zhichao: "......"

Looking at the little girl in front of me who was wearing a duckdown jacket, but still couldn't hide the bumpy and toned body, as well as the little girl with a red apple-like face, big black grape-like eyes, and flickering long eyelashes, I couldn't associate her with the little girl with a runny nose and open crotch pants in my memory.

"Brother Song, you haven't been home for almost three or four years, our village has changed a lot now, no wonder you can't find the door of your house --- go, I'll take you over, my uncle and aunt will be very happy to see you come back!

"Yuqing" is Song Zhichao's sister "Song Yuqing", and she is also Du Chunmei's classmate and good friend.

Du Chunmei has always been very envious of Song Yuqing, not only has a good name, but also looks like the heroine in a Hong Kong TV series, which is like her own soil, Du Chunmei, when she hears it, she is a wild girl in the countryside;

……

Song Zhichao was almost dragged to the door of Song's house by the little girl Du Chunmei. At this time, the Song family and Song Zhichao had different impressions.

The impression of the Song family does not belong to the kind of special wealth, so the house and the wall are all old, but the new house in front of me looks very magnificent, at least it is one of the largest houses in the village.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, come out and see who's coming back!" As soon as she arrived at the door, Du Chunmei banged on the door and shouted loudly.

At this time, I heard someone in the room respond: "This big thirty, who is knocking on the door in ping-pong?

As he spoke, he saw one of the doors opened, and a middle-aged man held a bowl of steaming dumplings in his hand, looking out angrily.

Song Zhichao stood next to him, he couldn't see him at a glance, the middle-aged man --- Song Haiming saw that it was Du Chunmei, so he sandwiched the hot dumplings, and asked while eating: "It turned out to be Du Yatou, I don't eat Chinese New Year's Eve for you during the New Year, what are you doing at our house--- are you going to play with Yuqing?"

"I'm not looking for Yuqing--- Uncle Song, you see who he is!" Du Chunmei pulled out Song Zhichao, who was "hiding" on the side, and pointed at Song Zhichao vigorously.

Song Zhichao: "......"

Song Zhichao, who had experienced thousands of troops and had never flinched in the face of anything, felt nervous and embarrassed for the first time--- he used his hands to comb his hair that was blown messy by the wind and snow, revealing his handsome face.

Song Haiming holding a dumpling bowl: "......"

"Click", the dumplings held by the chopsticks fell.

Song Haiming's eyes widened, and he looked at Song Zhichao stupidly, and it took most of the day to sound an excited sentence: "Son!"