Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Snowflakes Suddenly Stopped

At this moment, the cries of the old neighbors suddenly came from the window, and I looked for a voice, and it seemed that the cold night had not been able to kill them!

The back of the jet-black feathers, the belly of the white fluff, the white feathers on the tips of the wings about ten when they unfold and fly, and the tail feathers have a blue color that shines like the tail feathers of a blue peacock.

The sturdy and sturdy body remained the same as before, and the black claws were held on the branches, and wandered back and forth with the wind, as if they were welded to iron, as if the wind could not move it.

To tell the truth, over the years, I have never seen my old neighbor depressed and decadent, always singing to welcome the new day at dawn, and also to get me out of bed by the way. Perhaps, the depression and helplessness of life are precisely under the inspiration of the old neighbors that those endless dark nights are forced back step by step.

At this moment, I picked up a tissue and wiped my nose, and it would be better to cook some hot noodle soup for breakfast, and I thought about it while cooking noodles.

On the way to work, the north wind always pestered me and froze people to "live in peace".

While I was sitting in the store and hugging Rebao busy, I could still hear the north wind blowing outside the window for a while, and I shuddered just thinking about it.

Sha Chenbao rushed into the store from the outside, carrying something in his hand, and the old girl hurriedly greeted him.

I thought to myself, Sha Chenbao, who wants to fill the mouths of several eldest sisters, can still be so understanding that he can carry a few bowls of spicy hot?

"It's snowing lightly outside, and it's cold! Look, my hands are frozen hard. He said as he took off the dogskin hat he wore on top of his head.

"It's cold, come over and warm up. What the hell are you doing in your whole bag, steaming hot? The old girl said.

"Roasted sweet potato, freshly baked. I bought it for a few of you eldest sisters. He said.

"I'm worried that I don't know what to eat, but I love this bite you bought. I'll pick a big one to try first. The old girl was holding a large potato in her hand, and she was so happy that she choked.

"Eldest sister, do you think it's okay to eat this tooth? I went to ask the sweet potato seller, and he said that the toothless old lady loves to eat it, give it to you. Before Sha Chenbao could finish speaking, he took a roasted sweet potato and handed it to me.

"Oh, you're the toothless old lady!" I looked at his triangular eyes that radiated a thief's light, and the two yellow eyes in the middle couldn't help but laugh. Wiped a glance at him and said, "You didn't look forward to your eldest sister, your tooth hurts?"

"If brother thinks so, is there any brotherly affection?" He said. At this moment, the pair of yellow eyes that saw him at that moment suddenly stopped rolling and stared at me.

"You are very good at talking to your eldest sister today, and you drank honey in the morning?" I say.

"After a long time, the eldest sister understands her brother, relying on her parents at home and her friends when she goes out. If the eldest sister needs help, just call her brother, and I promise to contribute money and efforts. Sha Chenbao said with his hands in a serious way.

"Haha! Wind and smoke desert, heroes in troubled times, fortunate to meet, young heroes are righteous! I also hugged my fist and replied.

At this moment, he sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, crossed his hands and hugged his knees, laughed sullenly, and finally, he actually laughed so much that he lay on Erlang's legs. The thin, withered body was imprinted on the thin coat on the back, and a protruding vertebrae were printed.

I walked to the window and looked out, and the snow was scattered in the sky.

"Eldest sister needs your help with something now, you drive me to the hospital to see how Boss Lan is, I haven't been there for a few days, and I'm always worried about it. Let's go, now. I said, picking up the down jacket on the back of my chair.

"Eldest sister, can't this busy brother help?" He said.

"You didn't drive?" I asked after glancing at him. I thought to myself, don't you remember what I just said?

"It's on." He said. "But she was discharged from the hospital last night, and I sent her back home, along with my eldest brother."

I sat on the chair and stared at him for a long time. "Are you talking and gasping? Or are you deliberately angry with me? I said.

"No, I'm answering your question." He looked at me innocently, and suddenly, I felt the innocent face of my old neighbor.

"When did you leave Inner Mongolia? Are there many magpies in Inner Mongolia? What do they all look like? Oh, yes! Let's not talk about these first, has Boss Lan been discharged from the hospital much better? How long does she need to rest? Did the doctor say anything? What did she eat last night? Is there anything you've been feeling like eating lately? What kind of nutrients should she eat? Do you know? I asked him in a series of questions.

"The ribs I bought last night were made at her house, and I ate them with my eldest brother and her parents. Her complexion is better, but it can't compare to when she wasn't sick. He said.

I nodded, and I felt in my heart that Sha Chenbao's heart was fine enough, worthy of what he said he said to contribute money and effort, it seems that his heart is still the same, and such people are becoming more and more rare, I think.

At this time, He Lingling rushed in with a shoulder hugging.

Damn! If the impact of that speed hits the glass curtain wall in an instant, the glass curtain wall will not be shattered on the spot!

She! She must have been wearing less and frozen, or she wouldn't have rushed through the door at this speed, even if you were to pick her up with a wooden stick in the back.

At this moment, Sha Chenbao quietly waved his hand to me, put on a dogskin hat and went out. I looked at my watch, and it was twenty minutes before eleven o'clock.

"Are you going to come here for lunch?" Half-jokingly, I handed her a bottle of green tea.

She didn't take it like she had done the day, she grunted the next half of the bottle, and then asked me to hand her another bottle and hold it in my hand. I saw her snatch the hot treasure from my hand and hold it in her arms without moving.

Oh! My God, on such a cold day, you are wearing a thin garlic skin, who are you fooling, this is?

I looked out the window, and the snow was fluttering. Occasionally, a beam of light shines through the broken clouds in the sky, and the snowflakes release colorful light in that beam of light and slowly fall. At this moment, the earth is full of white eyes, and the vastness is boundless.

After a period of contact and understanding, I knew that He Lingling was also a female man who fought the world with a bitter child.

But her female man's method seems to be different from Sister Yan's old man's method of pinning a pig-killing knife to her waist in the tunzi and drinking the whole tunzi with a pot of pig-killing vegetables, and it is even more different from the woman's method of Boss Lan, who is a good man with a good man's blood.

She has an indescribable little woman's style, very suspicious, very sour with her husband, this sour feeling is the sour feeling of her husband having a sour face when he eats a meal out.

I heard Boss Lan talk about her family affairs a few days ago. Her mother helped her with the children and helped her with the cooking.

That day, her mother called them back for dinner. She went to the kitchen to take a look at the door, and after filling her belly half-full, she found that her husband had not come back, so she immediately picked up the phone and asked, and it happened that her husband happened to be eating Malatang with several female colleagues in the factory.

She gave her husband three minutes to come back immediately, and if he didn't come back, she would go over seven minutes later and pour a pot of spicy hot pot on top of her husband's head in front of everyone. Of course, their house was across the street from the factory gate, and three minutes was her calculated time. Her husband, who put down the phone, ran back like crazy, and her colleagues who were eating spicy tang were stunned.

At this time, He Lingling, who threw my hot treasure aside, took my hand and asked me to go to the small restaurant to accompany her to eat Malatang. Needless to say, whoever goes with her will have to pay. The old girl stood by and looked at me, chewing on the preserved fruit and smiling.

"Huh? How do you still have preserved fruit? Didn't Sha Chenbao say that he left a few boxes for Boss Lan, why did he let you eat them? "I deliberately said to the iron rooster generally, a penny to sweat He Ling.

"He said it, and he bought it back when he didn't eat it." The old girl said after understanding.

When I came to the small restaurant, He Lingling devoured it for a while, and a big bowl of spicy tang instantly left only one soup at the bottom of the bowl, before my small bowl barely moved the chopsticks.

At this moment, she naturally picked up my bowl and poured it halfway into her bowl, and ate it in a daze. I've forced myself countless times to learn to appreciate the deafening nature of this way of eating, and I always feel a little like a piglet.

The small restaurant didn't sell fried noodles during this time, otherwise I would have bought her a bowl and sat quietly across from her to watch her make a show.

"Why don't you eat it? What are you looking at? She asked, glaring.

"Didn't you see anything? I'm learning how to eat it. I said.

"Huh? One day when you have time, I'll take you to my donkey meat restaurant and eat donkey meat in sauce? You haven't heard of dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat in the ground, and thief incense! Tsk, tsk, tsk! She said with a pout.

"Okay, but if I still invite you to eat, I'm afraid it will hurt your face as Boss He, after all, your family is your old acquaintance." I say.

At this time, she snapped a few glances, but she didn't answer me. I don't think He Lingling can be the second Apo. Perhaps, many years later, on a snowflake-blowing afternoon, I accidentally heard about her deification of wealth, and suddenly looked back, and suddenly felt that the difference in the trajectory of fate has created a difference between you and me.

The next day, the sky was blue, there was no wind, and the first snow slowly melted on this weekend morning.

Boss Lan leaned on the couch at home and lit the hanging bottle. The mouth gasped for breath and coughed incessantly. It seems that the major surgery has not yet come to her senses, and bronchial asthma has revived her doctrine again.

An oxygen cylinder pulled back from the hospital by ACCCIM stood next to it, and the end of the hose was inserted into her father's nostril, and the old man was lying on a makeshift folding bed in the living room, also breathing and coughing rapidly.

The sister-in-law, who used to be the head nurse, is now serving the patients with a blank face.

At this moment, there was still that blue sky outside the window on the thirty-third floor, and a lot of sunlight shone in a lot. The warm room seems to be quiet and unsettling.

Suddenly, I heard a hurried doorbell ringing, and the aunt, who was so busy, put down the vegetables she picked in her hand and went to open the door.