Chapter 356: The Tale of Winter

In the early morning, a round of orange-red sunlight rose from the horizon, coating the misty earth with a layer of glow, and although it was winter, the heavy hoarfrost covered the grass, the stacks, the vegetables, the fields, and the fields. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 However, this wisp of yellow light dispelled the fog barrier frost and the hazy morning, like the blood condensed by the creatures who had been living in caves for a long time, became active again. It has been cold for a period of time, taking advantage of this bright light, almost every household is rushing to wash and rub the sheets, turn over the bedding, the sun is smelly, and lie in the quilt exposed to ultraviolet rays at night, the tulips are strong, and even the dreams are so sweet.

After Ni Fei finally agreed to Wang Ai's invitation to Belle, he had a good dream all night, and he was left to fly with Wang Ai in the dream. And Wang Ai also smiled after getting Ni Fei's response, he knew that he had to go back to Pengyu Hotel to find out, he wanted to know what secret Tian Amber was here. Wang Ai knows very well that with Tian Hudian's business vision, it is absolutely impossible to choose to build a hotel here, and the shape is so strange that it can always make Wang Ai feel very familiar with citrus, which makes Wang Ai even more convinced that Tian Hudian is definitely hiding some secrets here.

After Wang Ai walked out of the door the next day, about ten minutes later, he saw a few goose feather-like snowflakes flying in the snow droplets, and then slowly lying on the wet ground. Snow as light as smoke, as white as silver, fluttering and fluttering, fluttering and fluttering, drifting down from the sky. As soon as the snowflakes fell on the ground, they gradually melted and disappeared without a trace. Wang Ai hurriedly stopped a car, for fear that the snow would rain more and more and delay his plan. But fortunately, the snow was as usual in Hanlin City, and the walk was always so short, and the snow stopped in less than thirty minutes. Wang Ai watched through the window as the snowflakes shrank one by one, and suddenly stopped suddenly, which was really fast enough.

But such a big snow as today is really rare in Hanlin City, and in the past, it was snowing in Hanlin City, and only a few small snowflakes fell sporadically, which means nothing. The snowflakes melted as soon as they hit the road, leaving only a small puddle of water, like the world proving that it once existed.

Originally, the driver didn't want to take Wang Ai to Pengyu Hotel, because pulling Wang Ai over meant that when he came back, a long way must be empty, and no one would take a taxi there, even if someone wanted to go to Pengyu Hotel, they would drive to Pengyu Hotel by themselves.

"Master, let's do it, it's not easy to take a taxi when I come back, I'll just pack your car, do you think this will be done?" Wang Ai said and took out a few hundred-yuan bills, "Look at how much money you can take, but don't be outrageously high, there are a lot of taxis here, I can find another car to go to Pengyu Hotel." Wang Ai looked at the hundreds of yuan in his hand, shook his head, and said slowly.

"Child, you underestimate me too much, although I am just a taxi driver, but I don't do anything without conscience, as long as the price is right, I will definitely not take a penny more from you." The driver's eyes turned green when he looked at the money in Wang Ai's hand, and he was stunned.

"Tell me the price." Wang Ai said.

"In this way, I won't ask you more, you can just add the round-trip fare plus the lost work fee I waited for you to give me, how long are you going to stay in it?" The driver pretended to be serious and asked Wang Ai.

"I can't say for sure, a couple of hours." Wang Ai thought for a moment and replied.

"Oh, then it's hard to say, so let's do it, I'll mark you for the round-trip fare, if you go to Pengyu Hotel, it should be thirty yuan, and the round-trip is sixty yuan, and I will calculate the lost work fee for you for three hours, I can run about 50 yuan an hour, one hundred and fifty yuan in three hours, plus sixty yuan, two hundred and ten yuan, I will give you a change, and charge you two hundred yuan, you say okay, this is already the lowest, if it is lower, then I have no choice, you can only get out of the car and find someone." The driver had a helpless expression on his face, as if Wang Ai had rejected him.

"Okay, the deal, it's just two hundred yuan!!" Wang Ai readily agreed.

After the negotiation with Tian Hudian ended yesterday, Tian Hudian had already promised Wang Ai to help Wang Ai's mother Xie Yuwei treat brain tumors, and Tian Hudian also gave Wang Ai an additional 30,000 yuan on the spot, so that Wang Ai could spend some money first, and let Wang Ai ask him again if it was not enough. Wang Ai originally wanted to refuse, because as long as Tian Hudian could really cure his mother's illness, Wang Ai would no longer care about everything else. However, at Tian Hudian's insistence, Wang Ai finally won the 30,000 yuan. After Tian Hudian saw Wang Ai take the money, a happy smile appeared on his face, and said to Wang Ai: "You will use this money, you are not small, there is always something to spend." The tone of his speech was meaningful, as if it were a conversation between a father and a son.

After Wang Ai got in the car, it took about half an hour or so to arrive at the Pengyu Hotel, just got off the car and a gust of wind blew over, although the winter in Hanlin City is not very cold, but because there has just been a snowfall, the snow melts when it is the coldest, and Wang Ai is not very thick, and the cold wind is really a little unbearable by this gust of wind. Seeing that there were still some snowflakes on some branches, Wang Ai suddenly thought of a poem, "Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom." At the beginning, when Wang Ai supervised this poem in the textbook, Wang Ai simply thought that this sentence was very beautiful, but Wang Ai couldn't say what the specific artistic conception was, until this moment, Wang Ai saw this scene, and he finally understood what the poet who wrote this poem was in at that time.

Wang Ai didn't linger too much, after all, the cold wind was cold, and Wang Ai's thin clothes were really a little unstoppable, so he walked quickly to the door of Pengyu Hotel, and observed the shell of the hotel while walking Wang Ai, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this shape had an inexplicable sense of familiarity to him, but then she shook her head, thinking to herself how could such an ugly thing feel like this??? It must have been his own brainwave confusion.

When he walked to the door of the hotel, a warm wind blew over, making Wang Ai suddenly feel that the whole world lit up, as if he was an abandoned animal who wandered alone in the winter just now.