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In the middle of the night, a lonely figure sat on the balcony platform, the huge black curtain independent of the quiet night, blowing a cold wind, affecting it to this day, making the young man's cheeks flush slightly.

Today's first snow has a tendency to fall more and more, and when he looks closely, the white catkins that fall are already like goose feathers, Xiao Qiao leaned out of his palm a little distractedly, and a snowflake fell into his palm.

Touch it and melt.

"The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a seat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace. I don't know how many literati and writers have been poetic in the face of snow, young man, it seems that you are also a little elegant. Beside Xiao Qiao, Wu Daozi happened to see such a scene, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"No" The dilated pupils rejuvenated, Xiao Qiao said, squeezing his palm fiercely, and the little drop of water was caught in his palm: "I'm not elegant, but vulgar, and the thing I hate the most is snow."

"Oh? Why is that? The old man saw that most of the people in the south liked snow, and he thought that you, a native of the north, were also very happy. It stands to reason that being able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the northern country with thousands of miles of ice and snow is a great pleasure in life, but Xiao Qiao's casual actions really surprised him.

"Well, if my dad didn't have to go out to sea to fish in the winter, maybe he would really like to enjoy the snow, but life has given me only a pure disgust for this kind of thing." Xiao Qiao said with a low smile, and the exhaled haze turned into curling white smoke in the air.

said that a heavy snow made four people who didn't know each other go to a ruined temple to avoid the snow. When he had nothing to do, Xiucai made a poem: "The heavy snow has fallen one after another", at this time, an official answered: "It's all royal sharpness", the rich man immediately said "What's the matter if it goes down for another three years", and the farmer made a concluding speech: "Let your mother's stinky fart".

Although the winter snow is beautiful, behind its glamorous beauty is the endless hard work and sorrow of these poor whites.

The fishing and hunting culture of winter fishing originated in prehistory, flourished in Liaojin, and has continued to this day for thousands of years. Even so, no one forces those fishermen to pull nets and thread rods and wires in winter, but in the final analysis, who would covet the warmth of the bed and ignore the life of the family?

Xiao Qiao once stubbornly pestered Xiao Che to take him to sea in winter, but when the moon set and went home, the cold had penetrated his chest and lungs, eroded the bone marrow, and almost as soon as he came into contact with that warm nest, he collapsed.

It was a very severe high fever, and he was given an intravenous drip and asked for a doctor, tossing and turning, but he failed to help his father at all, but added frost to the already somewhat stretched family.

When the fever subsided the next day, the sky outside the window was already slightly white from the morning light, and Xiao Qiao realized that his father had already gone out. Since then, he has had little apathy for the winter snow that flew in the sky.

Human nature is often not as fragile as imagined, human beings are too imperfect creatures, full of too many inferior roots, most of the time, we are dominated by inferior roots, fortunately, in the flow of materialism, we still retain a valuable quality - resilience.

We are all growing, and everyone has to go through, from simple to not pure, from immature to mature. This kind of change is not necessarily bad, but it needs a process, and in the process, more or less, we will be hurt, and some people will be slumped and miss the beauty after the process; Some people bottomed out and rebounded, and the more frustrated they became, the more courageous they became, and Xiao Qiao belonged to the latter.

Now, he finally has the ability to make his family's life a little better.

"Since you can't put it down, why don't you go back and have a look instead of thinking about it here?" After a long time, Wu Daozi couldn't help but sigh, and only asked if he read it.

"I'm not the good son my parents think they are anymore, and I'm worried that I don't have the face to face them. And there are still things waiting for me to do here, plus I may have been targeted by the Bai family now, how can I go home if I am worried about external and internal troubles? Xiao Qiao is sad that he is not worthy of the good in the eyes of his parents, fighting, skipping school, stealing, and a lot of filth, if possible, he does not want his parents to see it for the rest of his life.

Wu Daozi stroked his beard and said: "The prodigal son who wanders all over the world is like duckweed and has no fixed place, and the old man was already alone when he was young, so even if he wandered Dongluo, he was happy, but you are different, and your home is your home." ”

In 709 AD, Wu Daozi served as a small official under Wei Sili, he was good at drinking, and every time he wanted to squande, he had to drink. Later, he served as the lieutenant of Fangqiu County, and in the early years of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, Wu Daozi no longer served as an official and began to wander Dongluo.

It is said that the old man was very chic back then, and his life was so comfortable that he was summoned by Tang Xuanzong to Chang'an, Kyoto, and entered to worship, which made Wu Daozi's name go down in history once, and it was also a success.

"Soon, when I settle the Yin family, I will go home with peace of mind to spend a good year with my parents." Xiao Qiao said coldly. The dry and cold wind in the late autumn raged fiercely, and finally, the fragile attic window could not be beaten, and the hidden doorknob was loose, and the cold wind drove straight in.

"My hometown, when you are full of snow, I will return in the snow!"

Jianghang, villa community.

Lin Yuxin clearly remembered that this was the second day after Xiao Qiao left home, and she and Shan Miaoer were huddled in the quilt, and the hand holding the mobile phone felt slightly sore. At dinner, she received a phone call from him, and the murmur on the other end of the phone was so loud that she could probably hear that it was a lively scene of good friends getting together, which made her very relieved.

He didn't seem to be in any trouble.

"You are a song in my heart, and a flower blooms in my heart; You are a song of my life, I miss it into a river" The mobile phone rang, interrupting Lin Yuxin's somewhat charming thoughts, Shan Miaoer on the side took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, and saw that the caller ID was her mother, and then she was reluctant, hesitated for a moment, and she still picked it up.

She got out of bed, dragged her slippers with her white feet to the corridor, and said, "Hey, Mom, what did the Shan family come up with for you to tell me?" ”

"Don't worry, Miao'er, there's nothing bad today, it's just that my mother misses you and wants to talk to you." On the other end of the phone was Shan Ning's gentle voice, the voice was like his person, Shan Ning was simply gentle and obedient, in the Shan family, which was distorted to the point of almost morbidity, she was extremely bent.

Equality between men and women is a joke in the end.

The women in the big family, except for being used as a tool for marriage, have no use at all, especially a woman like Shan Ning who marries a son-in-law, and she is even more useful, and she can be used to coerce the strong Shan Miao'er to comply.

Shan Miao'er felt a little guilty of her sensitivity, hurriedly put down the impatience between her words, and said with a light smile: "Mom, I miss you too, are you okay?" Dad, is he okay? ”

"Very good, I'm fine, your dad is good, he just keeps talking about you." Shan Ning smiled softly, and complained as dotingly as before: "A girl with no conscience, for such a long time, she didn't say that she took the initiative to call her mother." ”

Shan Miaoer also followed the harmony created by her mother, and really relaxed, and quipped: "Long-distance roaming fees are expensive, what if I don't finish chatting with you, and the phone is in arrears again?" ”

"It seems that you are quite happy in Jianghang, since you can still laugh, then I can rest assured." Shan Ning smiled comfortably, sometimes she really hated her incompetence, and even relied on her daughter to sacrifice happiness to shield her from the wind and rain.

In the place where she couldn't see, Shan Miao'er shook her head vigorously, like a rattle, for fear that people would misunderstand, she was doing well, really, at least at the moment, very good: "I'm doing well, mom should be good." ”

There was a twitching sound of his nose on the other end of the phone, Shan Ning forced back the tears in his eyes, and his voice trembled and responded: "Eh, Mom is also very good, you are so competitive and well-behaved." ”

Silently, both of them fell into their own sadness, Shan Miao'er drooped her head and didn't speak, Shan Ning didn't disturb her, let her be silent. After a long time, a layer of wet and sticky sweat appeared in the palm of the palm holding the mobile phone, and Shan Ning said without words: "By the way, Miao'er, there is one more thing, Boyuan went out today and was beaten together with Bai Yan of the Bai family." ”

"Heh, Hengzhu's Bai family is all masters with hands and eyes, and Yanjing still has such an eyeless fool who dares to go against them?" Shan Miao'er asked with interest.

She didn't care about that family at all, so Shan Boyuan's cousin was no different from a stranger to her, and whether he and the people of the Bai family were dead or alive was not what she cared about. The reason why Shan Miaoer asked this was just that she didn't want her mother to cut off the words she had painstakingly searched for in order to maintain the call.

"When I helped your father pass by the lobby just now, I heard your uncle say that the people of the Bai family have begun to investigate that person's information, I seem to vaguely hear that person's name is Xiao Qiao?" Shan Ning said uncertainly.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Shan Miao'er Earl was startled, and the dizziness of the world swirled well, and she almost threw away the phone in her hand like a hot potato, she forced a mouthful of saliva to calm down, and asked slowly, "Who?" ”

"Xiao Xiaoxiao, right?" Although Shan Ning was curious about her daughter's transformation, she still didn't ask any more questions, and repeated it again.

This sudden incident directly caused Shan Miaoer to spend the rest of the time in a daze, as if she also talked about when she would go back during the winter vacation - or maybe she didn't say it, Shan Miaoer had no time to take care of this kind of thing.

Xiao Qiao, whether she is in a different place or deliberately alienated, from beginning to end, she has never escaped from that man's control, just this sentence about his name is enough to turn her world upside down. (To be continued.) )