The snow in Chang'an is bigger, bigger than catkins, more like cotton balls, floating down from the sky, very feeling.

Returning to this familiar place, it is naturally relaxing, and even the air is comfortable. Standing at the door of the train station and taking a breath, the cold air went down my nostrils to my lungs, and I shivered with pleasure.

At this time, the railway station was only beginning to be built, and it was not as antique as later generations, full of the unique charm of the ancient city, with low houses and dilapidated walls, which looked a little dilapidated and old. However, there were quite a lot of people, and the snow on the square in front of the station was sturdy, and it was like an ice rink.

Di Yun pressed down the brim of his hat a few points, tightened his collar, and was just about to leave, when he saw a girl walk past him with a big grin, walked out of the station, and walked into the snow. He put his feet back and stood there waiting to see the excitement.

Sure enough, within two steps, the girl fell to the snow not far in front of her. On all fours, it just poked and poked on the ground, and it hurt to hear it.

Without him having the opportunity to be courteous to the beauty, the girl's companion hurriedly stepped forward to help her up. It seemed to be fine, patted the snow chips on his body and continued to walk. Unexpectedly, after just a few steps, I slipped and fell to the ground again, this time I changed my position and became lying on my back.

On the snow, it doesn't hurt to fall twice, but it's too embarrassing to fall twice in a row in front of so many people, a little bit of a lack of IQ balance, the girl sat up and couldn't stand on the ground, patting the snow with both hands and screaming, obviously depressed to manic.

Di Yun smiled and slowly walked down the steps, he didn't dare to walk so chic in this kind of snow that had been stepped out of the ice skate, lest he also follow in the footsteps of that girl.

He knew this place so well that he could walk back and forth with his eyes closed, and in his last life he opened a restaurant in the southeast corner of the train station.

I went over to take a look, and the old houses on the street have not been demolished, and I can't see what they will look like later.

At this moment, the feelings in my heart are extremely complicated, sad, frightened, confused, and maybe some inexplicably relaxed.

"Probably there won't be that part of my life anymore, and even if there is, it's someone else's."

He stood here for a long time, covered with a thin layer of snow, which attracted the attention of passers-by.

Finally, he sighed faintly, raised his somewhat stiff arm and wiped the ice chips from the corners of his eyes, and resolutely turned away, his steps resolute and brisk.

Follow your memory to the bus station and catch a bus to the village at the foot of the mountain.

The tires of the car were tied to a ring of non-slip iron chains, which crackled as it moved, and his thoughts drifted to the sound that was not a melody. It wasn't until the driver shouted that Nanshan Village had arrived, that he came back to his senses and hurriedly picked up his bag and got out of the car.

At the intersection stood a middle-aged couple and a girl of seventeen or eighteen.

Seeing him get out of the car, the couple's faces were full of joy, and they hurriedly came over to help him pick up the bag in his hand, and the woman gently stroked the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders.

Di Yun's stiff body gradually slowed down, and he shouted, "Dad, Mom." ”

Father Di patted him on the shoulder and said with relief: "I'm not thin, I've grown a little taller." Well, grown up. ”

Only the girl showed a hint of joy at first, and then her face fell, and finally she came over, pouted, and said, "Didn't you say that the train is at ten o'clock, why did you come back at this time?" My parents and I stood here for more than two hours, and we were almost frozen into ice sculptures! ”

"Ahh There was a delay on the way. Di Yun scratched his head and said, "What are you doing standing here on a snowy day, if you don't see me, you should go back early, I can't lose it." ”

"Hmph, you ask your mother if she agrees." Di Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said. The little girl is already beautiful, and this action adds a bit of youth and liveliness.

Di Mu raised her hand and made a gesture to fight, and scolded with a smile: "Speaking of me again at this time, I don't know who counts the days all day, and always asks, why haven't you come back, why haven't you come back." ”

Di Xiaoyu grimaced, then stood still with Di Yun's arm and asked, "Dad, Mom, take a look, how much is missing." ”

Di Mu gestured his palm and said, "You have only reached your brother's ear, and you are still more than a bundle away." ”

Di's father said: "The boys are all tall, you will definitely not be able to catch up with your brother." ”

Di Xiaoyu pursed his lips and said, "I'm the tallest in our class." ”

The girl's height is more than 1.6 meters, almost 1.7 meters, slim, and tall among girls. It's just that because of the food, there is not much meat on the body, like a willow branch, which is too slim.

Remembering that when he called a few days ago, Di Yun said that he was coming back to give him a red envelope, so he stretched out a white palm in front of him and said, "Di Yun, where is the red envelope?" ”

The relationship between the brother and sister has been very good since childhood, but when there are no outsiders, this girl prefers to call him by his name.

"It's all set." Di Yun smiled and took out a red envelope from his arms, handed it over, and said, "Here you go." ”

Di Xiaoyu snatched it before her mother could react, and ran ahead with a smile to open the red envelope.

"Yikes... So much, Di Yun, have you made money? Di Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise.

"I don't look like a girl all day long!" Di Mu scolded angrily and asked, "How much did your brother give you?" ”

Although the girl was not yet eighteen years old, she was very sensible, understood what the economic situation of her family was, and had never spent money indiscriminately, and a thousand yuan was a lot of money for her. said: "See for yourself." ”

Di Mu took it in her hand and counted it, ten brand-new blue tickets, a thousand yuan.

Somewhat uneasily, he asked Di Yun, "Why do you have so much money?" ”

Father Di also frowned and said, "You can't do anything bad." ”

Di Yun smiled and soothed the feelings of the three of them and said, "Didn't I tell you some time ago, I was making a movie, and I earned all this money by myself, and I didn't do anything bad." ”

Probably because he hasn't lied since he was a child, the three of them don't doubt his words and put their minds at ease. Father Di asked in surprise: "Making movies is so profitable, give a thousand at a time?" ”

"Uh...", how to say, you can't tell them that a thousand yuan is really not even a fraction for people who make movies, scratched his head and said, "My salary this time is 50,000, but the movie hasn't finished yet, and I only advanced 20,000 yuan in advance." ”

"How much?" Father Di thought he had misheard, and stopped and asked.

"Twenty thousand."

"No, I mean how much did you just say?"

"Fifty thousand." Di Yun said: "There are still 30,000 unpaid." ”

At this moment, the three of them were shocked, you must know that Di's father and Di's mother together only earn less than 600 yuan a month, so they can provide for a college student and a high school student, you can imagine the consumption level of this era. Fifty thousand is definitely a number that needs to be looked up, and it is a little unacceptable for a while.

"What you said is true?" Di Mu still couldn't believe it.

"Really." Di Yun smiled and took the bag in Di Mu's hand, opened it, and took out the 20,000 yuan tied together.

The three of them stood in the snow like this, staring at the stack of money in Di Yun's hand in a daze.

It wasn't until Di Yun said, "Let's go home and talk about it," that he came back to his senses.

Di Mu stuffed the money into her bag, took the bag again, and hugged it tightly in her arms.

That's a lot of money? Di Xiaoyu reacted after a while, remembering that her mother had stuffed the thousand yuan that Di Yun gave her, and said, "Mom, what about my thousand yuan?" That's the red envelope Di Yun gave me, no, you have to give it to me. ”

In this era, not to mention the city, in the countryside, it is good for children to get five or ten yuan during the Chinese New Year, at most it is a hundred, and there is no such local tyrant who throws a thousand yuan.

Di Mu looked at her and said, "What kind of red envelope, how can there be so much money in the red envelope?" As he spoke, he glanced at Di Yun, "Why are you giving her so much money?" ”

"Mom—" The girl looked at her mother pitifully, and her voice was so sweet.

Di Mu couldn't stand her eyes a little, took out five hundred yuan and handed it over and said, "The remaining five hundred will be put aside for you first, and then ask me when you need money." ”

Well? How can this sentence be so familiar? I guess all parents in the world have said this.

The little girl was already very satisfied with the five hundred yuan, counted it twice and stuffed it into her pocket, and patted it carefully twice, and her face was like a flower, and she couldn't stop laughing.

Di Mu scolded with a smile: "Dead girl, see you are happy." ”

"That's the money my brother gave me, a thousand dollars, but you only gave me five hundred."

"Five hundred is enough for your pocket money."

Di Xiaoyu smiled and did not refute.

The father walked beside him and was a little silent. Probably every father will be both proud and proud when his son is developed, and there will be some "I'm old" loss.

In this case, Di Yun didn't know what to say, so he took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Di's father was stunned, and Di Yun suddenly found that something was wrong, and he felt that his son was weird to his father. Holding a cigarette in his hand, handing it is not handing it or not, it is embarrassing. (Comrades who smoke think about it, what kind of expression did your father have when you gave him the first cigarette, it must be very exciting.) ）

"Yikes! Di Yun, you still smoke! Di Xiaoyu exclaimed exaggeratedly with the expression that I had grabbed your handle.

Father Di reacted, took the cigarette, and said with a smile: "To deal with it outside, it is indispensable to smoke, but don't smoke too much, it is not good for the body." ”

Di Yun nodded, and hurriedly handed over the fire to help light it.