Suddenly, Yang Xiaobei felt that something was wrong, raised her head and looked, only to find that she had arrived at Han Jiachong, and her father was blowing his nose and glaring at her. Pen fun Pavilion www.biquge.info hehe, it turns out that I have unconsciously arrived at my destination in the hot chat. Please forgive her for meeting a confidant as a foodie......

In fact, although he was ignored by Xiaomei for a while, Yang Qimin was reluctant to be angry with Xiaomei, he was right, it was the man who chatted with Xiaomei enthusiastically. It looks like he's older, with a small flat head, a coat, and a pair of leather shoes on his feet—no matter how you look at it, it's not from the country. He looks like a dog, what's the matter? Where did this wild man come from?

Yang Xiaobei and Lao Zhou jumped out of the car, moved their legs and feet, which had been sitting for a long time, and threw themselves on their father, "Brother! I still wonder if you have arrived! It's so cold, I'm sleepy and hungry......" Unconsciously began to be coquettish. Originally, it was easy to lose calories when it was cold, and coupled with the discussion of food all the way just now, the stomach was already rumbling and singing the empty city plan.

"Xiaobei, why don't you tell me when you're hungry? I'll ask Officer Wang to get some food!" Zhou Pinzheng said with concern. Yang Qimin immediately became vigilant, guarded the little sister behind him, and said quietly, "No need! I left food for my little sister at home, and we will go back." Yang Xiaobei also smiled and said no, she was at the door, she missed her simple but very warm bed, well, I was tired today, but I had to sleep well.

Yang Qimin came out of the house as soon as it was dark, although he knew that the little sister couldn't be so early, but he was always worried about waiting at home, and he couldn't read the book, so he said hello to his father and went out to the commune. It was rare to see the youngest son of the Yang family, and when I heard that he was here to pick up his sister, he was surrounded by these women and asked questions, and they were about to collapse. He's really been a nerd since he was a child, and he rarely comes out to see people, isn't it rare to be caught this time?

Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Yang Xiaobei's excitement passed at this moment, and the two eyelids began to fight, yawning one after another. There were still gongs and drums in the drying field, but Yang Qimin didn't have the heart to see it, firstly, the little sister was sleepy, and secondly, he instinctively felt that he wanted to let the little sister stay away from that man.

said goodbye to Zhou Pinzheng politely, and didn't pay attention to the regret he showed and the "goodbye" he said - after today, the two should have no intersection, although the impression of him was not bad, but she didn't think about it so much. In later generations, it was normal for men and women to talk and laugh, but she didn't know that most of them were very subtle in this era, and her generous gesture made her father and Zhou Pinzheng "misunderstand".

When they came, Yang Laohan had already prepared torches for them. It is tightly wound with a cloth and then soaked in grease. When you light it up when you walk at night, you can burn it for a long time. However, this is still because of Yang Xiaobei's special preparation. It's normal for countrymen to walk at night, and besides, they are all used to walking, and no matter how dark it is, there will be no problem.

The two of them carried torches and walked together on the winding path in the mountains. The sky is getting worse and worse, the north wind is whistling and blowing the torches flickering, if Yang Xiaobei walks alone on the hillside full of tombs, he will probably have a heart attack. From time to time, there are also ghost fires—caused by the bones of the old tomb owner's bones exposed. When I was a child in school, the boys were ignorant, and they always went to pick up some arm bones and leg bones to scare their female classmates, and now I think about it is really drunk.

But now that he is accompanied by his father, Yang Xiaobei is not afraid at all. On the contrary, holding my father's warm hand, I heard him say that the little things in the family in the past few days, Sister Rong has been in trouble, and the second aunt's rice has been cooked again, and I feel very warm. She also happily described the situation of living in Yi's house in detail with her father in the past two days, of course, the point is how good Yi Huifen is, she is generous, she can live, and she makes clothes and shoes with the best craftsmanship. Speaking of which, there was an extra pair of cloth shoes and a pair of cotton shoes in the backpack when I came back, both of which were brand new. Mom also gave her several pairs of insoles......

As mentioned earlier, these years liberation shoes are luxury, the countryside is mainly to wear cloth shoes, in order to wear durable, generally will be padded with their own insole, are the thickest "home weaving" to the base, and then embroidered with various colors of silk thread into flowers, geometry and other patterns, just like a work of art. Later, this kind of insoles can only be seen in tourist attractions, and they are all embroidered by machines, and there is no such smart feeling. Yang Xiaobei was coquettish like an old mother and asked her how many pairs of men's insoles she wanted, because they didn't have a mother or a woman who could make shoes, and his brother didn't have a pair of insoles. (Hey, is it really good for you to sell miserably like this?) Although Yi Huifen's face was red, she still agreed, saying that she would bring it over when it was ready.

Yang Xiaobei proudly reported the good news to his father, and he smiled bitterly and said nonsense. Although it is not as guarded by men and women as it used to be, is it easy to make such items as insoles for others at will? Relatives and elders are no problem, but it is not the same to help strange boys. Yang Qimin felt that the little sister matched their thoughts, and he also had a very good impression of the hearty and generous girl, but how could things be as simple as the little sister thought? Thinking of his poor family background and his self who couldn't do anything but study, his heart tightened again.

Perhaps, this year's college entrance examination can be admitted to the ideal school, even if the junior college is good, so that the Yi family will have a good impression of themselves...... Yang Qimin unconsciously thought that he quickly shook his head, what did he think? Maybe the girls were just looking at the pity that the little sister said and showing kindness......

The journey home was quickly half of the conversation between the two people, and just when Yang Qimin was upset, he suddenly felt a cold on his face, and he only heard the little sister cheering, "It's snowing!"

For several days, the weather was gloomy, and the experienced old people said that it was a snowy day, but it did not fall for a long time. At this time, there is no weather forecast, and I don't know when God will hold back. Who knew that at midnight on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the snowflakes began to fall silently. At first, it was only a few sparse patches, but soon the snowflakes were dense, and when Yang Xiaobei and the two of them arrived home, their bodies were already covered with a thin layer of snow.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and after eating the food specially warmed for her on the stove when she got home, and after a simple freshening up, Yang Xiaobei couldn't wait to get into the quilt - she hadn't slept so late for a long time, and she was almost beyond her limit. I made up my mind to sleep in the next day, and quickly fell asleep in anticipation of the next day's snow.