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After a heavy snowfall, this "old" and unbearable old street seems to be covered with a layer of snow-white new clothes, many children are building snowmen on the old street, chasing and chasing in the snow, playing and playing, but more often, adults brave the cold winter, tight clothes, hurrying away, or the owner of the breakfast shop opens the door early to start the day's livelihood, putting out all kinds of steaming snacks and breakfast, selling on the old street. On both sides of the street, a group of older people, wearing orange overalls, overalls are pasted with environmental protection guards are working hard to sweep the snow, these people before dawn, began to take brooms and bamboo buckets, working under the ice and snow, and when the sky began to be completely bright, they can take off, some stiff gloves full of snow, revealing a pair of red hands, buy a little hot breakfast, take over the breakfast most of them have no seats, can only sit in front of the computer store that has not yet opened at the corner of the street, a red similar blanket under the eaves, squatting and eating hard-won breakfast。

"Sister, I hate snow. Xia Zhihong, sitting at the window, suddenly said through the railing.

Xia Zhixuan, who was watching war and peace, heard this, put down the book in her hand, turned around in some surprise, and looked at Xia Zhihong: "Didn't you just say yesterday that you like snow very much? Why don't you suddenly like it now?" Xia Zhihong's attitude changed 180 degrees, which made Xia Zhixuan a little confused: "Is it because the snow is not good-looking?"

"It's not pretty. Xia Zhihong said: "Although the snow is particularly white and clean, it has caused trouble for so many people, so... So I don't like it. ”

Xia Zhihong's words made Xia Zhixuan a little surprised, but more warmth, at such a young age, she would already start thinking about others, she was really a good girl, the corners of her mouth cracked slightly, Xia Zhixuan showed a big smile, she did not hesitate: "Sister, you are really proud of me." ”

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At the same time, a bright red jeep appeared on the old street with a strong smell of fireworks.

"May You Be as Gorgeous as a Summer Flower" Chapter 78 You are older than I imagined. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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