After looking at the house, they dispersed.

In the afternoon, suddenly it snowed again, and soon the heavens and the earth were covered with a layer of white.

Wrapped in silver, it looks extraordinarily good.

Snow, means that the disaster is alleviated, means that there will be a good harvest of wheat next year, although the cold people shiver, it will also cause a lot of inconvenience in life, and even lack of food and clothing at home, and the danger of freezing to death, but still rejoicing more, complaining less.

In the corridors, people are stomping their feet and sighing, holding enamel jars filled with hot water, chatting loudly.

Talking about what rare things are on the black market today, they grabbed plate oil and felt, as well as thick woolen socks and warm water bags.

Talking about how well the capped house is built, although the sparrows are small, they have all the organs, and it is comfortable and convenient to live in, and they regret not following the first batch to set a set.

Also talk about tomorrow's New Year's Day celebration, to commend those comrades who support the reservoir, but also to reward the selected advanced workers and technical pacesetters, once a year, is the most solemn festival in the factory.

Even, there are references to Wang Erni and Feng Qiuping, although they disdain their conduct, they also regret that they are missing, and the programs at the party are not exciting, they are the same, and they are tasteless to watch.

Song Hongguo stood in front of the window, holding a warm hot water bottle, looking at the snow scene outside, and wondering how to arrange it at night.

Han Ying said that she should take the child to her grandfather's house to live, but it is always inconvenient to drag the family with her, and the child will be uncomfortable, besides, there is still a stove at home, no one takes care of it, it must be destroyed, and there are chickens, geese and pigs to be fed, hungry for two meals, and not called for sleeping?

Seeing that it was snowing so heavily again, the vegetable garden had to be cleaned up, otherwise it would be easy to crush the straw mats.

In short, the family is full of work and can't do without people, but she is really not at ease when she lets the two children be at home.

It really didn't work, so she could only suffer a little guilt and rush to Han Ying's side in the early morning......

Finally made this decision with difficulty, who wants to get off work, there will be a big surprise waiting for her, when she left the outpatient building, when she saw the familiar figure, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she almost rushed into his arms out of shape.

Huo Minglou was wearing a black cashmere coat, surrounded by the light gray scarf she knitted for him, stepping on the snow, walking over in three or two steps, looking at her eyes, containing the joy of spring, as if the snow was about to melt.

"Red Fruit!"

With just one sound, you will know that you are lovesick.

The two were close at hand, but they couldn't hug each other.

He resisted the urge to hug her, and the gaze that fell on her face was greedy and affectionate.

Song Hongguo smiled with her eyebrows, her heart seemed to be steady, stable and complete at this moment, she had always disdained to rely on others, but now, she sincerely felt that it was really good to have him.

It's as if you don't have to worry about anything anymore, and you don't have to worry about it anymore.

The two didn't dare to hold hands, half a meter away, side by side to go out, at this time, the snow has become very small, fine like the catkins on the spring, falling on the hair, falling on the shoulders, there is a different kind of gentleness.

Song Hongguo eased the excitement, and inquired after realizing it, "Why did you leave the institute today?" ”

Huo Minglou said as a matter of course, "I want to see you earlier, so I hurried to finish the work." ”

Song Hongguo looked at his handsome face, his eyes were full of distress, "Don't be in such a hurry, boil it too hard and hurt your body, look, the little bit of flesh that grew so hard before is gone......"

Huo Minglou said in a low voice, "Then can you make it up for me again?" In eight days, we will be able to eat three meals a day together......"

Song Hongguo's heart throbbed when she heard this, and she almost couldn't help but want to pounce again.

It's so sultry.

However, in this conservative era, no matter how rippling the passion, you have to endure it, ah, ah, it's inhumane!

The two picked up the children and went to the backyard of the hotel, where there is a separate private room, which is better and quieter.

Huo Minglou was already familiar with the tastes of the mother and son, and when he went to order food, Song Hongguo took off his military coat and asked the brothers, "Are you going to sleep with Uncle Huo tonight?" ”

Ling Yuan looked at her blankly, "Mom, are you going to live at Aunt Han's house?" ”

Song Hongguo nodded, "She gets married tomorrow and has to pass through the door early in the morning, and I can take the two of you to live at her grandfather's house, just thinking about it, you may feel uncomfortable, and you won't be able to sleep well at night......"

Ling Zhi took over, "We slept with Uncle Huo in our house, and there is still a lot of work to be done at home." ”

When Song Hongguo heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "That's okay, after eating, you will go back with Uncle Huo." ”

Ling Zhi replied, "Okay."

Ling Yuan asked innocently, "Then where does Uncle Huo sleep?" ”

Song Hongguo cleared his throat and said seriously, "Of course, I slept on a kang with the two of you." ”

Ling Yuan said "oh", and asked again, but his brother gagged him with a sugar cube, "Why do you talk so much?" Be quiet. ”

Ling Yuan was at a loss, did he talk too much after only asking two sentences?

At this time, Huo Minglou walked in with two plates of dishes, one was sauce pig's trotters, and the other was dry crispy fish, both of which were very time-consuming, so the store stewed early, and when the guests came, they could be directly put on the plate and eaten.

"Come, eat some to cushion your stomach first, and later there will be sweet and sour tenderloin and fried spring rolls, shredded sweet potatoes, pimple soup, and I also ordered dumplings with cabbage and meat filling, which are being made in the back kitchen, and they will be delivered soon."

Song Hongguo said angrily, "Why do you order so much? The four of us can't eat. ”

Huo Minglou said softly while serving vegetables to her and the child, "If you can't finish eating, take it home, you have to let you eat well......

It didn't take long for other dishes to arrive, and finally a large plate full of dumplings filled with cabbage and meat.

Not surprisingly, all four of them were overwhelmed.

When the brothers held hands and went to the toilet, Song Hongguo discussed with Huo Minglou, "Wait a minute, I have to go to Han Ying's grandfather's house to live, you can sleep with the child with me for one night." ”

Huo Minglou was stunned, "Let me live with you?" ”

Song Hongguo nodded, "I'm warm there, what's the matter, you don't want to?" ”

Huo Ming subconsciously shook his head, "How come?" I can't ask for it, ahem, I mean, I'm going to live now, wouldn't it be inappropriate? ”

Song Hongguo asked with a teasing smile, "When is it appropriate to live?" ”

Huo Minglou couldn't hold back any longer, took the person into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "The eighth day of the lunar month." ”

Song Hongguo was teased and trembled, and wanted to push it away but was reluctant, grabbed the sweater on his waist, and whispered, "It's okay to go in advance, I'm not here anyway." ”

Huo Minglou's breath tightened, and her lips lingered at the corners of her lips, tossing and turning.

Song Hongguo was worried about the child's return, and he didn't dare to invest unbridledly, he wanted to welcome and refuse, stimulated him enough, and tossed himself out of breath.

When the brothers came back, the two had already separated, and they couldn't see anything on their faces, but they were still full of spring in their hearts, and they only hated that time passed too slowly, and tomorrow would be the eighth.