The two of them talked back and forth for about two hours, and when they looked at their watch, it was almost half past nine, when the voice of the younger brother came down the stairs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Did the second child sneak away? Why didn't there be any movement at all? Uh, well, hey, he didn't go, he sat here, hahaha. ”

The little brother's exaggerated laughter echoed in the living room with the sound of pedaling downstairs.

Mao Jun followed behind and said slowly: "I said Xiaobing, you can't be quieter? Your ears make you buzz, I don't think I'm old, I have to memorize my ears in two years, but what's the matter." ”

Mao Lan also said: "The voice of the little soldier is loud enough, and it has an echo." ”

The old brother said: "The child is noisy, it's good to be older, and you can be steady, little soldier." ”

The little brother turned around and stood upright, and said, "Yes, sir, the little soldier is at your service." "Well, this one is louder.

Zhang Xingming said below: "My little soldier's voice is suitable for singing, it's really bright." ”

The second brother snorted and said, "A few of us are all dumb voices, just a small soldier is such a bright one, singing is really good, are you willing to do it?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Let's talk about the future, it's up to him, we don't need to think about this and that now." ”

The second brother sat up straight and said, "It's also here, will you go to the people's meeting in the province after the New Year?"

Zhang Xingming said: "You have entered the Provincial People's Congress? Good thing, this can be done as a serious matter, this identity is still quite useful, and it can be regarded as a place to speak out." ”

The second brother said: "And the CPPCC, I don't know what it does." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "It's okay, as long as you go to the meeting, you should raise your hand and raise your hand, you should abstain and abstain, you will know what is going on when you are familiar with it, and I can't understand this." ”

The second brother said: "Okay, you can go if you say go, and you won't be tired from the meeting." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "This still has certain rights and obligations, and the status can also be used, so you have to take it seriously, don't be careful." ”

The second brother said, "Do you have it?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Yes, but I am a national representative and I am holding a meeting in Beijing. ”

The second brother nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm in Mukden, so I don't have to toss." ”

The kung fu brothers who spoke walked to the side, and the girl said, "Let's go, I'm still sitting." ”

Zhang Xingming stood up and said to the second brother, "Are you going to Wangxi Park?" ”

The second brother shook his head and said, "Pull it down, I'm crazy, how good it would be to lie down with that kung fu." ”

Zhang Xingming waved his hand and said, "Then you are free, I will go to the park with them to blow the wind and enjoy the snow." ”

The second brother said, "Okay, go, I wish you all a good time, haha, I'll go back and lie down." "I stood up, stretched my waist, and went home.

Here, Zhang Xingming's six people left the yard with their bags on their backs, got in the car and ran to Wangxi Park.

In fact, the yard is not far from Wangxi Park, and it will only take ten minutes to have passed, but this God, the north wind is howling and the snow is heavy, so it is not a day to walk.

The car is almost there, and it is at the gate of the family courtyard of the old district government, but this is not the main entrance of the park.

Get off the bus, buy a ticket, and the little brother jumped in front and entered the park.

There are more buildings and trees here at the bottom of the mountain, and it feels okay, and the snow on the road has been swept away, and from here, there is a straight staircase, leading to the liberation monument at the top of the mountain, and the tall black marble monument body towers high in the vastness, stabbing a sharp sword into the void.

Zhang Xingming asked Yadan and said, "Shall we go up like this, or do we go around below and take a look, and then go up again." ”

Yadan looked around, looked up at the monument and said, "That's the Heroes Monument? It's so high, why don't you go and see it first, and then come down and walk around." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Okay, it's a shopping anyway." Brother, sister, what do you say?"

Mao Lan looked at the elder brother, and the elder brother said, "Go up, it's easier to walk down from the top, or you will get more and more tired the more you walk." ”

Then climb, along the white marble steps, six people climbed up the mountain in a heavy snow, and looked left and right, except for the pines and cypresses that looked black in the snow, there were no living creatures.

The staircase was five meters wide, straight from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, divided into three sections, with a tardig platform, which could then be turned to other places, but at this time it was covered with snow except for the steps, which was knee-deep.

When we reached the first platform, the wind began to get stronger, the trees were much less shaded, and the buildings were all under our feet.

Turning around and looking back, the world was black and white, and the trees were almost as tall as the buildings below the mountain.

Because he was afraid that they would sweat, Zhang Xingming controlled the speed of climbing the mountain, and several people slowly went up while talking, only the younger brother would run up and grab the snow and throw it back.

Zhang Xingming grabbed him several times and was broken free by him, so he had to let him keep shouting behind him: "Little soldier, slow down, you fell." ”

Fortunately, everyone is slow, and although the younger brother is running up and down, he hasn't sweated yet.

When they reached the second step, the wind was a little fierce, the hat and hair all felt the pulling force, the wind blew on the face like a scrape, everyone turned around and turned their backs to the wind, and the little soldier didn't run, shrunk his neck, grabbed his hat tightly, and said to Zhang Xingming: "What if my hat blows away?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Then it's gone, then you won't be able to find it." ”

The little soldier thought about it, nodded, and didn't go to catch the snow, so he pulled his hat and followed everyone up.

The girl kept turning her head and looking around, saying, "It's so beautiful, like an ink painting." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Aren't you cold?"

The girl shook her head, waved her gloved hand, and said, "It's not cold, I'm wearing thick clothes." ”

The old brother looked up at it and said, "Looking at this monument in such weather, there is indeed a momentum. Let's go, go up and take a few pictures. ”

When they reached the third platform, the wind became violent, rolling up the snow all around, roaring and blowing into people's eyes, desperately trying to lift people's clothes, tearing hats and necks, rubbing hair messy, with a strong howl in the wind, woo~woo.

The further you go, the darker it becomes, and the snow on the branches is all carried away by the wind.

A snow shell appeared on the snow, which was a unique phenomenon of snow that was continuously blown by strong winds, forming a hard shell on the surface, and the little brother walked up slowly, still trembling, and nothing happened.

In fact, the snow shell is very dangerous, because no one knows what terrain is under the shell, if it is a pit, people fall into it and are basically buried, and there is no rescue.

However, this is a hillside, and the snow is not that thick, and the deepest part is just above the knee.

At this time, when the wind blows on the face, it is not a blow, but a sharpening, and there is obvious pain.

Looking into the distance, everything became foggy because the wind blew the snow in the air, like fog.

Sister Mao Lan's long hair trembled in the air and stretched straight to the right side of the person, so Sister Mao Lan had to reach out and grab the hair and press it on the side of her face.