"It's snowing?"

"Damn, it's really snowing."

"The first snow of 2010 came a little later than usual......"

In the early morning, Jiang Qin woke up from the warm dormitory, and couldn't help but feel a chill from the outside world, so he immediately wrapped the quilt tightly, raised a forty-five degree angle and sat up, and glanced out the window.

I don't know when, Linchuan ushered in the first snow of the year, and it was already white outside the window, and it was estimated that it started in the first half of the night.

Sometimes the winter on the calendar is not called winter, but the winter that really snows is called winter.

It's like spring when the flowers bloom, summer when the cicadas chirp, and autumn when the trees are yellow, and today's sudden snow has also successfully dragged Linchuan into the cold winter season.

Jiang Qin shrank under the quilt and couldn't help but think of his childhood.

At that time, the village had not been collectively relocated to Hongrong Home, everyone lived in bungalows, in order to keep warm, every house had a big stove, and it burned red in winter, as long as you poke it twice with fire tongs, you will definitely find one or two roasted sweet potatoes.

Clip one out with fire tongs, peel off the hot skin, the inside is already soft and glutinous, and the entrance is scorched and sweet.

Sure enough, it's a waste not to bake sweet potatoes on the stove in this weather.

Jiang Qin sat on the bed and thought for a while, and successfully thought that he was hungry, and was just about to get up and buy a roasted sweet potato to satisfy his hunger, and then he saw Yuan Youqin's phone call.

Every year when the temperature drops, my mother's phone call is a must, and she is instructed to wear more clothes, especially cotton pants.

If you dare to say a word, Yuan Youqin will make up for it, you are the one who suffers when you are old!

It is said that the child of a distant relative of their Lao Jiang family can only use a wheelchair because he does not wear cotton pants in winter, but there is no way to verify which relative he is, but he has heard his mother say this since he was a child.

"Do you hear that you have to wear cotton pants? Also, I sent two quilts to Lingyou, and they have arrived, you remember to get them, one of them is for Nanshu. ”

"I have a quilt."

"Didn't you get that quilt from the school? I don't know if the cotton is good or not, if I want to send it to you last year, you have to say no, this year I will send it directly, how can the quilt outside be warm to my mother. ”

Every autumn, the women comrades in Jeju make a day out of their lives, whether they are neighbors or concubines, and they make quilts together in groups of four or five.

The cotton is made of high-quality cotton, and the stitches are also the style of mother's dense sewing, which does not feel stuffy at all when covered, nor is it very heavy, but it is extremely warm.

The two quilts sent by Yuan Youqin were newly made this fall, and she was originally just a participant in this kind of activity, the kind of person who would only go when people told her to go.

But this year was different, Ms. Yuan became the convener of the event, and then accidentally made a hi and made all the happy quilts used for Jiang Qin's wedding.

"Don't take it seriously, remember to take the quilt before dark, it's cold when it snows, and it's even colder when the snow melts."

"I know Mom, I'll get it now."

"Also, Linchuan has cooled down significantly during this time, and it will last for four days, and the flu is also coming, you and Nanshu must pay attention to your body."

Yuan Youqin has words, although he is not in Linchuan, he knows the temperature and health of Linchuan well.

Jiang Qin said yes, got dressed and got out of bed, then hung up the phone and walked out of the dormitory.

There were still dense snowflakes in the sky, and the dormitory buildings were plain white, and even the pines and cypresses in the green belt were hung with snow, and a short ice skate hung from above.

Boss Jiang drove an Audi, slowed down as much as possible, bypassed the college No. 4 Road, which usually has little traffic, and when he passed through the front square, he saw a large number of boys and girls were having snowball fights, and there was a long queue at the entrance of Xitian at this time.

"Damn, it's nice to be young, full of energy."

Jiang Qin smacked his lips, drove all the way to the post office outside the school, and after getting the quilt, he went to the girls' dormitory and sent Feng Nanshu to the fifth floor.

Feng Nanshu wore a yellow relaxed bear pajamas, with a hood on her head, and two semicircular ears on it, matching her moist eyes, crystal clear face and straight nose, the moment she came out of the dormitory, she almost broke Jiang Qinmeng's arrogance.

The configuration of the royal sister is to take the cute route, which is simply a superposition of double buffs.

"Damn the little goblin, come, the poor monk has brought you a quilt."

Feng Nanshu looked at the quilt in his hand and raised his head slightly: "Jiang Qin, I have a quilt." ”

"My mom made it herself."

"Oh, then lay it on me."

Jiang Qin glanced at her: "If you say that you change the hexagram, you will change the hexagram, and it is really a woman." ”

Feng Nanshu showed a blank look, and then followed back to the girls' dormitory to help Jiang Qin cover the quilt.

The people in the women's dormitory 503 are there, after all, it is the cold winter wax moon, and there are many more female college students who choose to make a nest in the dormitory than there are many beautiful and frozen people who go out.

Before Jiang Qin came over with the quilt, they were all busy with their own work, studying, chasing dramas, doing homework, and weaving scarves.

But as soon as Jiang Qin came, everyone didn't have the heart to do anything else, and patronized the sugar.

Then I don't know who notified it, and soon, the door of 503 was jammed with a group of people, all of whom came to see the news every day, Boss Jiang, came to make a bed for his good friend.

It's unusual for a boy to come to the girls' dormitory in a bright light, let alone this famous man.

Feng Nanshu looked at the warbler Yanyan outside the door, and then suddenly picked up the badge on the table and hung it around his neck.

"Jiang Qin, is there a lot of snow outside?"

"Big, I accidentally fell off my proud bone, and I didn't touch it for a long time, and the snow was deep."

Hearing Jiang Qin say that the snow was very heavy, and there were many people outside having snowball fights and building snowmen, the girls of 503 began to sit still and said that they wanted to go out for a walk.

Then a group of seven people braved the cold wind, came from the girls' dormitory to the vicinity of the front square, and ran into the snow with a hula and a hula.

Xiao Gao also picked up a branch and wrote his pen name on the snow, Hui Huizi, who loves sugar, made Jiang Qin look at it for a while, and said in his heart that he was embarrassed to show off with this bad word, I pee better than this.

"You guys play with yours, I'll go to the cafeteria to see if there are any roasted sweet potatoes, oh yes, do you want to eat them?"

"Half is fine, you can't eat more, thank you Boss Jiang for your hospitality."

"I want half too."

Jiang Qin turned his head and went to a meal, and sure enough, he saw a roasted sweet potato seller, then bought four of them and put them in his arms, and returned to the ice and snow tremblingly, and found a step to sit down.

The group buying market has blossomed in the second-tier market, through the opening of the Linchuan business gang, after a series of operations in the group, many brands have been pushed to the forefront, and have been heavily discounted by major websites.

Mr. Xianhui, the third store in Xijing, just opened a new store yesterday, and today's daily flow can catch up with an old supermarket, which is outrageous in the eyes of others, but it is normal in the deformed group buying market.

For the handle net and glutinous rice ball, the money has been burned, leaving behind a piece of ashes.

But for the group, there is one more brand that is suddenly well-known in the cooperative market.

After a while, the brand is almost mature, so I will change another batch and make a big mess in the world.

He once asked Cao Guangyu to invite Ren Ziqiang to dinner, and won Ren Ziqiang's thanks, and now he uses the opponent's funds to incubate the brand in his business circle, in fact, the reason is the same.

Business tips and life tips have a certain degree of commonality.

And what's the most important thing at the moment? It is the official launch of the internal management system.

The markets in the second- and third-tier cities are too scattered, and there are opponents in all directions, and the current policy of joining the group is that the enemy advances and retreats, the enemy is stationed and disturbs, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase.

However, in order to complete such a coquettish position in the huge national market, the reliability of the internal management system is a crucial factor.

Sunai said that the last round of optimization can be completed in a few days, and it is estimated that it will not be many days.

Sure enough, the reborn has to be equipped with the system to be compelling.

Jiang Qin took out a sweet potato from his arms, peeled it off and looked in the direction of Feng Nanshu.

At this time, the little rich woman was wearing a pair of khaki boots and a down jacket, and was squatting next to Gao Wenhui to help her build a snowman.

Her expression seems to be colder than a snowy winter day, but her eyes are very smart, and every time she stands up, whether it is her face or figure, she feels a little ashamed of the people around her.

Finding that Jiang Qin was looking at her, the little rich woman suddenly stood up and ran towards him, her delicate nose and a pair of white hands were already red from the cold.

"Eat roasted sweet potatoes? Pal. ”

"I don't want to eat sweet potatoes, good friend."

Feng Nanshu shook his head, and then put his little hand into Jiang Qin's pocket to warm himself.

At this moment, Gao Wenhui, who had been building a snowman, was also cold, and ran towards them with a huhula, stretching out his hand to ask Jiang Qin for sweet potatoes.

Eating is secondary, the important thing is to warm your hands.

"Fan Shuling is a southerner, it doesn't matter if she is excited to see snow, why are you a northerner excited?"

"Although I'm from the north, snow can only be seen once or twice in winter, and if you know about global warming, maybe you won't see it in the future."

Gao Wenhui was eating sweet potatoes while chanting words, turned around and talked to Jiang Qin about the hole in the ozone layer, saying that it was over Antarctica, in an oval shape, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

Xiao Gao's classmates have a bit of manly roughness on her body, and the roasted sweet potatoes are really sticky, so she has a mouth full of them.

Seeing this scene, the little rich woman was dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly reached out and pulled Jiang Qin's cuffs: "Brother, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes." ”

“？”

"You're not saying you won't eat it."

"I want to eat it now, and I feel that roasted sweet potatoes are better than mooncakes."

(In the cold, I asked for a monthly pass, and I had a fever)

(End of chapter)