After picking up the young master lost by the wealthy

Lao Hu went to bed together, and Jiang Yao had already opened the curtains.

The light from outside cast a soft halo on Jiang Yao's body contours, his side face looked a little sad, his eyelashes drooped listlessly, and there was still a little blue under his eyes.

Lao Hu turned over on the bed, suddenly had an idea, jumped onto Jiang Yao's bed, covered Jiang Yao with the quilt, pressed him in the bed, and yelled: "Xiaoqian! You can't see the light!"

Jiang Yao was taken aback by his sneak attack early in the morning, and started fighting with Lao Hu without saying a word.

This routine is quite familiar. Two people in their 20s fought like elementary school chickens. In the end, Lao Hu failed.

After playing around, Jiang Yao's spirit improved.

Jiang Yao packed his luggage, and Lao Hu was admiring his handsome face in front of the mirror.

"I broke everything for you."

Jiang Yao threw the clothes into the box: "Who the hell provoked it first?"

Old Hu: "You said you are not particularly strong, how can you beat people so well?"

Lao Hu also bowed to Jiang Yao's subordinates in this way when he was a child, and became the second bully in the alley.

Jiang Yao sneered, picked up the phone and looked at it.

Old Hu: "You've watched it thirty times this morning. Your wife lives in it?"

Jiang Yao closed the phone and threw it aside.

"Xiao Ci didn't call me." Jiang Yao closed the suitcase, squatted on the ground, and looked at Lao Hu: "My right eyelid twitched violently, and I always felt panicked."

Old Hu turned his head and said seriously: "Panic? You have too many problems, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Yao ignored him, and said to himself: "The left eye jumps for money, the right eye jumps for disaster, you know."

Old Hu: "Why are you superstitious about these things?"

He pulled Jiang Yao up, Jiang Yao found a pair of scissors, picked up a small piece of paper and pasted it on his right eyelid.

Seeing him like this, Old Hu was overjoyed, and thought: You are still superstitious, and you even have a solution.

Jiang Yao dragged the suitcase out and checked the phone again.

Seeing that his little daughter-in-law looked at her husband Shi, Old Hu couldn't help but say, "If it's really impossible, you can call back. Do you have to wait for someone to call you?"

Jiang Yao muttered: "I called, but I couldn't get through."

Lao Hu: "You are not allowed to bring mobile phones to school?"

Jiang Yao: "I don't know."

Lao Hu took out his mobile phone: "I'll call Si Mao and ask him to find Xiaoci."

Simao's house is next door to Jiang Yao's house, very close.

Lao Hu called, and Si Mao was also on the phone, but he didn't get through.

He was stunned for a while while holding the phone, and then called several college classmates one after another, but they couldn't get through.

When he arrived at the airport, Lao Hu felt something was wrong.

There's no reason the phone is always busy.

Jiang Yao was fidgeting, and took a look at the free newspaper at the airport. The headline was that there was a rare heavy snowfall in the mainland.

At present, the heavy snow has not stopped for two days, and snow disasters have occurred in many places. Cars can't get in, people can't get out, and they are all trapped in the house.

Among them, several hardest-hit areas are listed, and Zhejiang is on the list.

Jiang Yao's throbbing right eyelid finally stopped.

The small white piece of paper fell on the ground, and he hurriedly stood up: "I'll go home."

Zheng Jingxing had just checked in his luggage, and when he saw Jiang Yao running towards the ticket gate, he quickly stopped him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yao: "Brother Jing, I'm really sorry, I have to go home."

Lao Hu followed, Zheng Jingxing glanced at him, then looked at Jiang Yao: "How can I go home? I have already bought the air ticket to South Africa."

Lao Hu didn't know how to explain it to Zheng Jingxing, because Jiang Yao had such a neurotic character.

What he wants to do, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't stop him, so he thinks of it on the spur of the moment, and his virtue is the same as above.

With a character as elusive as a cat, Lao Hu hasn't figured it out after more than ten years of pondering.

But there is one thing he is very good at, which is to clean up Jiang Yao's mess.

Old Hu: "Brother Jing, something happened to Jiang Yao's house, and he is in a hurry to go back."

Zheng Jingxing: "What's wrong?"

Lao Hu said bluntly: "Xiao Ci's phone is broken."

Zheng Jingxing frowned: "It's just such a small matter?"

His first reaction was what Xiaoci was up to, and at the same time he felt that Jiang Yao's younger brother didn't know the general idea.

Even if he has a competitive relationship with Xiao Ci, he will not use these low-handed means to ruin Jiang Yao's future.

Lao Hu shook his head: "His brother is not a small matter, but it is the top priority for him, and the sky is falling. It is not more important than this. Brother Jing, I am really sorry."

Zheng Jingxing: "He just can't get through the phone, right? I asked my colleague to help find him."

Zheng Jingxing made a phone call back to the mainland, but his colleagues couldn't get through.

The person who called the police station instead made several calls, and only got through to the outside of the province.

Zheng Jingxing explained his identity, and the little policeman at the other end said: "If you can't get in, don't waste your efforts, most of the signals in the province are blocked, people outside can't get in, people inside can't get out, the highway is all blocked Dead, water and electricity cut off, we don't know what's going on now."

The voice on the phone was loud, and Jiang Yao listened attentively.

Lao Hu hurriedly steadied him: "Don't worry, you're just trapped inside, wait for Brother Jing to ask what's going on."

When I asked, it was because of the heavy snow.

The endless downloads blocked the road before it could be cleared.

The south is no better than the north. The north has many emergency measures to deal with snow disasters and is very experienced.In the south, there is such a heavy snowfall, which can be called a once-in-a-century. The government has no emergency measures. No one would have thought that the snowstorm would come so suddenly. The manpower cannot be mobilized, and the area of ​​the disaster area is expanding step by step.

Zheng Jingxing hung up the phone, with a serious face: "Go back to the inland."

All planes at Xiaoshan Airport were grounded, only Hongqiao could still get off.

Jiang Yao got off from Hongqiao, and there were six trains to Hangzhou, all of which were blocked halfway.It was obviously useless to go back by train, so Zheng Jingxing had no choice but to comfort Jiang Yao: "Don't panic, we haven't heard of any casualties yet, and relief supplies have already begun to be delivered to the province."

Zheng Jingxing contacted the local police station and planned to take a police car to Hangzhou to fight the disaster.

As a result, Shanghai was too busy to take care of itself, and the police force was insufficient. No matter how dared to transfer out, they borrowed and borrowed, but only one car was borrowed.

When Zheng Jingxing got into the car, Jiang Yao quickly reacted: "Take the national highway, the highway must be blocked."

Lao Hu said: "There is no good way to go on the national road. There is only one national road going back here. The road is so narrow and there are mountains on the sides. What if you encounter a landslide?"

Zheng Jingxing: "Try taking the national highway, the highway will definitely be blocked."

Facts have proved that they were right.

The highway was congested in a mess, and tens of thousands of people hid in their cars without food, drink, or even water, and emergency supplies were transported by helicopter, which was far from enough.

There were a few cars sporadically on the national highway, and the large expanse of white outside the window slipped past Jiang Yao's eyes, making his heart gradually cool down.

It is said that auspicious snow heralds a good year, and the heavy snow, which was originally hailed as a symbol of auspiciousness this year, has become a nightmare that many people will never forget for many years.

Lao Hu said with emotion: "This year has been full of disasters and disasters." He turned his head to look at Jiang Yao, and covered Jiang Yao's eyes: "Don't stare at Xue, you will lose your sight."

Jiang Yao was so anxious that she held onto her cell phone and kept calling Xiaoci.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible to get in at this time, but he refused to give up.

Lao Hu didn't stop him, and got some hot water from the thermos for Jiang Yao to drink: "Your lips are almost chapped, drink some water to moisten them."

Zheng Jingxing: "Don't drink too much, getting out of the car and urinating at this time will kill people."

Jiang Yao took a sip, moistened her lips, and then turned her attention to the phone, making calls one after another.

The car moved forward slowly without encountering any obstacles along the way.

After passing Pinghu and Haiyan, when we arrived at the Yuhang toll station, we were stopped by a huge tree.

Zheng Jingxing opened the door and got off the car. The tree was too big, it should have fallen from the mountain.

Old Hu wrapped his clothes and squinted his eyes, surprised: "What the hell, where did this tree come from?"

Zheng Jingxing: "It was crushed by the snow."

The snow on the mountain must be thicker than the bottom of the mountain. Such a big tree can be crushed by the snow, which shows the seriousness of this snow disaster.

The moment Jiang Yao saw the tree, his face was paler than snow, almost without a trace of blood, which frightened Lao Hu.

"Jiang Yao!" Lao Hu took off his clothes and put them on for him: "Why did you get out of the car in such a light suit?"

Zheng Jingxing said: "I can't go anymore, I can only wait here for someone to come. Let's rest for a while."

After driving all the way, he was also tired.

Jiang Yao didn't listen to him, he planned to climb over the tree and walk away.

Lao Hu hurriedly grabbed him: "Why are you going!"

Jiang Yao: "You rest here, I'll go first, I can catch up with you and chase me, if I can't catch up, forget it."

Old Hu got angry: "You are crazy! How can you walk alone in such a heavy snow? What am I doing to catch up? Collect your body!"

Jiang Yao: "Hu Xingze." He swallowed, his throat was as dry as a thorn, and it became difficult to speak: "Either you go with me, or you stay, I want to go back, the two of us My brother and my mother are all at home."

After every word, Jiang Yao suddenly wiped his eyes with his arm.

Lao Hu panicked, held his face and wiped away all his tears: "Don't cry, don't cry, what's the weather and what's the condition, when you cry like this, your tears will turn into icicles, and your eyes will go blind. "

Jiang Yao took his hand away and carried a bag on his back to turn over the tree. Lao Hu hurriedly went to the car to take his own bag, but Zheng Jingxing couldn't persuade them, so he had to abandon the car and turn over with them.

The three of them were lucky, and within half an hour of leaving, they encountered a car transporting supplies into the city center.

Jiang Yao got into the car with his nose and ears red from the cold.

I was speechless all the way, and I drove forward for an hour, and the car couldn't get in.Jiang Yao got out of the car, stepped on it, and the snow didn't reach her calf.

The clothes he wore were not warm, and the biting cold enveloped him, freezing his legs unconscious.

Zheng Jingxing: "I can't get in here, I have to walk."

Old Hu found a shovel from nowhere: "Let's go, and climb while shoveling."

Jiang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and walked for a full hour and a half before seeing his home in the distance.

Old Hu was shivering from the cold, and when he looked up, Jiang Yao hadn't moved.

He thought it was Jiang Yao's legs that were too cold to walk, so he stepped forward and suggested, "Is it okay? I'll carry you over there."

Lao Hu looked around and found that there were more rescue teams near their home than in other places, and almost all of them were concentrated here.

His heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head subconsciously. In the gray sky, the big chimney that had stood here for more than ten years quietly disappeared, leaving only a base less than ten meters high.

"Hu Xingze!"

Lao Hu came back to his senses and heard Simao's voice.

He hurriedly followed the sound, and Si Mao ran out from under the temporary tent, covered in wounds and dusty, as if crawling out of some coal mine.

Lao Hu grabbed him: "What's going on!"

Si Mao cried and said: "The heavy snow broke the chimney pillars, and several of our buildings were crushed under it, and they all collapsed."

Lao Hu's heart was beating so hard that his heart was about to jump out. At this moment, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Yao, and asked in a trembling voice, "What about Xiao Ci?"

Si Mao's face was ugly: "The rescued people are all in the tent, Xiao Ci... I didn't see him, I didn't see him, he and Jiang Yan."

Old Hu thought to himself: It's over.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao was bent over, with his hands propped in the snow.

Before Lao Hu could speak, the snow-white ground in front of Jiang Yao was stained scarlet.

Jiang Yao coughed hoarsely, warm blood spread from his mouth, staining his lips red, he stretched out his hand to cover it, and spat out a hand of blood.

Lao Hu hurriedly supported Jiang Yao, his liver and gallbladder splitting from fright.

Good people vomit blood when they say he vomits blood, and Lao Hu almost fainted from Jiang Yao's fright.

"Jiang Yao, listen to me—"

Jiang Yao wiped his lips and pushed Lao Hu away: "Get out of the way, I will go and see for myself."

Old Hu: "Take a rest first, you are not in a good condition now, your mood is too unstable, that will cause you to cough up blood..."

Jiang Yao turned to look at him, his eyes were bloodshot, like a desperado, a trembling voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Get out of the way, Hu Xingze. Either you strangle me to death now, or don't stop me I."

The author has something to say: think about it!It exceeded my expectations!Before going back, I still want my brother to understand Xiao Ci's intentions! [push glasses

So maybe I have to go through two chapters of the emotional line!