A small town on the southwest border.

It's the middle of December, and the weather is getting colder.

Lu Xiang was awakened by the cold, and when he got up, he saw the dark clouds rolling outside, gloomy and closed.

"I'm afraid it's going to snow. ”

The Yi grandmother stood beside her, speaking in Chinese, which was not very fluent.

Lu Xiang nodded, "Grandma, it's windy outside, let's go in!"

This is a small city on the southwestern border of the motherland, you may not find its name on the map, Lu Xiang knows that it is completely because he came here when he was in college, and he accidentally entered this small city.

Grandma's husband had a serious illness a few years ago, and he spent all the family's savings and still couldn't save it. She only has one son and daughter-in-law who work outside and don't come back all year round, so Grandma is the only one left in the family.

There is a brazier in the house, and although Grandma's house has entered the modern life, she still likes this ancient way of heating.

Lu Xiang sat by the brazier, and after a while, Grandma came out with roasted tea.

"Drink warm. ”

Lu Xiang raised his head and smiled, "Thank you." ”

She came here for three days, and Grandma treated her as well as her own daughter.

I don't know if it's because she has a child, she feels that her temper has been restrained a lot, and she is a lot gentler, in a word, she is full of maternal brilliance.

After Lu Xiang finished drinking the roasted tea, she felt that her body suddenly warmed up, she walked to the kitchen and saw Grandma making noodles.

I couldn't help but be curious, and she asked, "Grandma, what are you going to do here?"

"I'm going to make buckwheat!"

Buckwheat is a classic Yi cuisine that uses buckwheat and noodles, grilled over a fire, and then dipped in brown sugar and honey to eat.

"Then I'll help you!" Lu Xiang walked over and washed his hands, then rolled up his sleeves and prepared to make a face.

Grandma shook her hand, "Then you and noodles, I'll go and make a fire." ”

"Well, okay" Lu Xiang nodded, and began to make a serious face, she has little strength, her hands are also very small, and she is a big lady who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, so she didn't make much of it for a long time.

Grandma made a good fire and saw that Lu Xiang hadn't done it yet, so she washed her hands and walked over to let Lu Xiang rest.

Kneading the dough, Grandma began to say to herself, "Hey, he used to like my buckwheat cake the most, dipped in brown sugar and honey, and he can eat five at a time." ”

Lu Xiang knew who she was talking about, but when he thought that he had already been separated forever, he inevitably panicked and didn't dare to disturb, so he listened to Grandma quietly.

Grandma babbled about some things about her and her husband's youth, ordinary, simple, warm and beautiful.

Lu Xiang pulled a ball of noodles and thought to herself, she would also find someone to live an ordinary life in the future, washing her hands and making soup for him.

He must love himself very much, treat himself like a baby, tolerate her bad temper, get used to her, don't scold her, and don't have feelings for other women.

If she is upset, she can use her hands to whip him, and he can't say a word more.

After making the dough cake and putting it on the oven, Lu Xiang took the time to walk out of the house and saw that it was already snowing.

The southwest side has a high altitude, so the snow falls early every year, starting in early December.

She has lived in the warm and humid southeast region since she was a child, and the snowflakes she sees in her memory are only a little fine, and they turn into water when they fall to the ground.

This time, when I saw such a big snow, it was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and her eyes were full of magic.

She immediately ran to the open area outside the house, and reached out to catch a snowflake, which was really as clear as catkins.

Standing in the clearing, she shouted excitedly, "It's snowing!"

Grandma ran out of the house and couldn't help but smile and bend her eyes, "Don't stay too long, be careful of catching a cold." ”

As soon as the words fell, a snowflake fell on her face, cold, she sneezed, and felt that the temperature outside the house was a little low, so she hurriedly ran into the house.

Grandma took out a jacket with a typical Yi style from the room and handed it to her, "Put it on!"

The clouds were closed, the black pressure was suffocating, and she looked at it, feeling as if something was not quite right.

There were planes hovering above her, getting lower and lower, as if they were about to land.

The wind and snow were too big, and it was estimated that the plane could not find the direction and was forced to land, Lu Xiang looked at it for a while, and the grandmother in the house called her into the house, saying that the buckwheat was roasted and could be eaten while it was hot.

Lu Xiang picked up a hot buckwheat cake, blew on it, and then carefully smeared a little honey and brown sugar on it, she actually doesn't particularly like sweet, but I heard that Grandma said that this is the best.

Take a good bite, it's sweet, crunchy, and it's really good.

After biting halfway, there was a sudden sound of small and fragmented talking outside, Grandma put down the buckwheat cake and frowned, "Is it someone coming?" ”

Lu Xiang stood up, "I'll go out and have a look, you stay in the house." ”

She went out with the half-eaten buckwheat cake, and then saw a vague figure gradually becoming clear in the snowstorm.

Covered in wind and snow, he came from afar.

"Lu Xiang?" the voice carried the surprise of the lost and the anger that she didn't say goodbye.

The half-eaten brown sugar cake fell to the ground.

She was stunned, and all that was left in her ears was the wind and snow whistling by.

The figure of the man in front of him became clearer and clearer, and Mu Xiuchen stepped in front of her: "You are really here!"

Lu Xiang was stunned for a moment, then took a step back, his voice cold, "What are you doing here?"

"Take you back. ”

Lu Xiang seemed to have heard something funny, "You take me back, what about you?"

Mu Xiuchen took it a step further: "Okay, then how long do you want to stay here?"

"Look at the mood!" Lu Xiang turned around, "I'm fine here, no one bother." ”

Although Mu Xiuchen's arrival surprised her, now she felt that she could no longer move the slightest emotion towards this man.

"Okay, I'll accompany you. ”

This sentence made Lu Xiang turn around and couldn't help but look at him a few times: "You have a sick brain!"

Mu Xiuchen was not annoyed, but said lightly: "You are pregnant with my child, I don't worry about leaving you alone." ”

The corners of Lu Xiang's lips hooked, "Young Master Mu, I think you really have a hole in your brain, what's wrong with me being pregnant with a child, what are you worried about now, didn't you not want it before?"

"You said it was before. ”

When Young Master Mu said this, he had no shame at all.

Lu Xiang, "......"

In the end, she spread her hands helplessly: "Whatever you want, stay as long as you like, don't bother me." ”

…………

Fu Heng lay in the hospital for more than half a month and was finally discharged.

On the day I was discharged, the weather was gloomy.

The weather forecast says that it will snow, and it is estimated that the snow will fall in the afternoon or evening.

Chu Ci had no sense of expectation for the snow in the south, so she was thinking about going to the north to see the snow.

But Fu Heng has just been discharged from the hospital and there are a lot of things in the company, so it is inconvenient for her to say.

Sometimes she thinks that marrying such a man is bound to lose a lot of things!

Standing in front of the hospital bed, Chu Ci tied the scarf for Fu Heng, and then asked, "Let's go home directly later!"

"Hmm. Fu Heng nodded, "Do you have anything else?"

"I mean, if we go straight home, we'll cook at home, and if we don't go back, we'll eat outside. ”

She glanced at the dark weather outside, "Let's go home, it looks like it's going to snow." ”

Fu Heng nodded, wrapping her hand in her own.

When they went home, Aunt Lin was also there, and as soon as she saw them coming back, she immediately stepped forward to take the luggage in their hands: "Mr. and Mrs. are they back?"

Fu Heng lived for more than half a month, and his house was empty and not angry at all.

"Aunt Lin, is the meal ready?"

Aunt Lin nodded and said to Chu Ci, "The meal is ready, I just don't know what Mr. and Mrs. want to eat?"

Chu Ci considered that Fu Heng had just been discharged from the hospital, so he said, "Don't be too greasy, just be light." ”

She turned her face and squinted at Fu Heng and smiled: "You go to the sofa and watch TV, I'll go to the kitchen to help, and I'll call you when the meal is ready." ”

After speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and followed Aunt Lin to the kitchen.

Fu Heng walked to the sofa, and as soon as he turned on the TV, his mobile phone rang.

He then chimeled the TV and picked up the phone.

On the other side of the phone was an anxious and crying voice: "Mr. Fu, Miss Wen, she disappeared suddenly, I can't find her no matter how I look for her, what should I do!"

Fu Heng pursed his lips, "When did it happen?"

"Yesterday, she said she was in a bad mood and wanted to go out for a walk, and then today the phone can't be reached, do you want to call the police!"

Wen Wen is a public figure, and the disappearance is a big deal, so it's better not to make everyone know.

"Don't call the police just yet. ”

Chu Ci poked his head out of the kitchen and wanted to ask Fu Heng if he could add a little spicy to the dish, if he didn't add spicy, the taste would be bad.

just saw Fu Heng on the phone and didn't speak.

When Fu Heng hung up the phone, she just wanted to speak, but Fu Heng had already grabbed the white, "I'll go out for a while and come back immediately." ”

Chu Ci glanced at him in surprise: "It's so late, where are you going!"

"Warmth is missing!"

Sometimes, telling the truth is more appealing than concealing.

"Didn't call the police?"

"Nope. Fu Heng had already gotten up and walked to the entrance, "I'll be back soon." ”

It's already eight o'clock in the evening, the weather is dark, and it is said that there is a heavy snowstorm, Fu Heng has just been discharged from the hospital, and he has to go out on such a snowy day, he really doesn't take his life seriously.

Chu Ci glanced at him lightly, then walked to the entrance, raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

"Do you have to go?"

Fu Heng touched her face: "She has been missing for more than twenty-four hours. ”

The implication is that you have to go.

The sourness and anger in his heart began to spread, Chu Ci turned his face away, word by word, "What if I say, I won't let you out?"