At Shiligou Railway Station, An Guoqing was kicked out by Lin Cuihua early to pick up An Ning and a few people.

The tall and strong Northeast man, very close to the ground, wearing a mother's handmade cotton jacket, a dogskin hat on his head, and a mixed-color neck sleeve around his neck, the position of his mouth exhales white gas from time to time, except for a slit in his eyes, he can't see what people look like at all.

An Guoqing put his hands into his sleeves and craned his neck to look.

The first one to walk out of the station was Jiang Xia, this guy was probably frost-resistant, and he didn't even wear a hat.

A round head that had just grown out of less than five millimeters was completely ignored by An Guoqing, and the few people who followed him respected the winter in the Northeast very much.

Gloves, scarves, and hats were all worn without pulling them, which also greatly increased the difficulty for An Guoqing to identify them.

"Where are the people? How can I find this! ”

"Don't go wrong."

An Guoqing muttered to himself, and after standing for a while, he simply returned to the car and took out the loudspeaker that An Guoming used to sell vegetables before.

"Zira-" A shrill sound swept most people's eyes over.

In the next second, An Guoqing's voice appeared, even exceeding the radio sound at the train station.

"That Anning——- big brother is here!"

"That's it...... Wait a minute, I'll look for ......."

An Guoqing didn't realize that he was amplifying his voice at all, he wanted to find a bright color so that An Ning could easily see him.

"What a bright thing....my local ....."

"Big brother!"

"Little ——— sister."

After An Guoqing said the local year, An Ning really rushed over and turned off the horn.

"Oops, I don't even recognize it."

An Guoqing ripped off the scarf on his face, looked at a few people next to him, pointed at Jiang Xia and asked, "In the winter, you don't freeze your head!" ”

"When I got home after thinking about it, I didn't wear it."

An Guoqing was warm-hearted, took off his hat and buckled it on Jiang Xia's head.

"That's not good, let me tell you, the snow just fell, it's cold."

"Let's go, get in the car!"

Jiang Xia wanted to return the hat to An Guoqing, but An Guoqing didn't want it, and insisted that it was cold.

Jiang Xia thought about where the cold could go, and he arrived home in a few minutes by car, but when he saw a mule cart, he gave up his insistence.

"Brother An, I have a hat in my bag, and I have it myself."

"Do you really have? Then you put it on quickly. ”

This time, An Guoqing took back his hat, continued to buckle it on his head, and beckoned everyone to get on the mule cart.

"Get in the car, get in the car, the snow just falls, it's so old and thick that the truck can't drive out."

"This mule is so powerful, but the donkey cart can't do it!"

"If it weren't for this, our mother and the second child would want to come and pick you up, how can there be a place here!"

An Guoqing chattered and lifted the futon on the mule cart, and there was a thick layer of straw underneath, and there was a layer of felt on top of the straw.

"Hurry up and get in the car, the quilt is covered, and the hat and everything are put on."

"The luggage is put on the plow behind the back, and the people are in the car."

An Ning and a few people only saw how thick the snow was at this time.

On the train, they also saw the snow, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

Several people put their luggage on the climbing plow, and An Guoqing and Jiang Xia tied them with ropes.

An Guoqing released the other mule and went to pull the plough alone.

"Jiang Xia, Grandpa Jiang said that you would catch the car."

"I will, give it to me, Brother An."

Jiang Xia sat on the climbing plough and drove a mule alone.

An Guoqing beckoned the others to sit on the mule cart, covered the quilt and prepared to leave.

"Driving——— driving———- hey, why don't you go."

An Guoqing drove several times, and the originally obedient mule was stunned and didn't leave, and was still stomping his feet in place, a little anxious.

An Ning's gaze shifted and landed on the body of the little wolf in his arms, and the animal's perception was higher than that of a human.

"Wow!"

Rhubarb called twice, and the little wolf got out of An Ning's arms, one big and one small got down from the mule cart, and the little wolf rode on Rhubarb's body and walked away.

"Why don't you go down, rhubarb! Rheum! ”

An Guoqing shouted twice, and Rhubarb stopped and waited for a while, and then continued to walk forward.

An Guoqing pulled the reins, drove again, and the mule left.

"Hey, bear egg thing, those dogs in the village, why didn't you see you scared."

The mule cart was gone, and peace of mind was weakened, and soon the excitement of returning home was replaced.

An Guoqing was alone, tying two mules together and pulling a climbing plow.

Thinking about it is to put luggage and pull people.

The snow was thick, about half a meter deep, and if it weren't for the four-wheel drive mules, a few people would have to wade through the snow to go back.

"Big brother, when is the snow so heavy?"

"From the night you got on the train, I started to get down, and until this morning, my mother has been on fire for the past two days, afraid that there will be no car to pick you up, and then the second child borrowed the mule."

"Fortunately, no one has walked through this yet, otherwise it would be even more difficult to go."

An Ning agreed, it was indeed not easy to walk, and it seemed to be about the same speed as walking.

Along the way, everyone chatted and learned about each other's conditions, in fact, most of them were asked by An Ning, and An Guoqing was answering.

"Big brother, can the black egg speak?"

"Forget it, word by word."

"Big brother, why is your neck sleeve the same color?"

"The red is the rest of your sister-in-law's knitted sweater, the green is the leftover of the black egg knitted sweater, and the black is the rest of our dad's knitted sweater."

An Ning couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, and continued to ask, "Why don't you have your sweater?" ”

"Yes! It's not enough to weave for me! ”

As he chatted with An Guoqing, An Ning's Mandarin slowly turned into a slightly dialect version at home.

To this day, An Ning still remembers that when she first came, she was confused by dialects and made a lot of jokes.

At that time, she hated dialects, but now she loves the language at home.

The mule cart is slow, but it is getting closer and closer to home.

When the village appeared in the distance, An Ning couldn't help but look around, as if he saw a lot of people.

Not seemingly, there really are a lot of people.

"No, I'll come back from vacation, so I don't need so many people to pick me up."

An Ning looked ahead, the figure became clearer and clearer, the village chief was in front, and there were many people following behind.

Young and old, with shovels and brooms in hand, ready to clear the snow.

"Oops, isn't this a National Day! You're picking up - peace! An Tranquility is back! ”

"Your mom was saying two days ago that you're coming back."

"No, I killed the pigs."

An Ning in the car blushed for a moment.

Mom, I misunderstood, I didn't come to pick her up!

An Ning got out of the car with a little embarrassment, took off her scarf and said hello to everyone.

"Village Chief, who are you?"

"It's nice that An Ning is back! We were sweeping the snow, and just now we received a phone call, saying that there were leaders who wanted to inspect, and I didn't know what we wanted to inspect, so we had to pick this breakthrough. ”

"Clean things up day by day, and fucking clear the snow for him."

Scolding and scolding, doing and doing, Sun Dazhuang led people to continue to clear the snow, and An Ning and his party were not polite, they went home first.

(End of chapter)