After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

02.

Sure enough, the plane was still late. It was originally expected to arrive in Ningcheng before dinner, but it turned out to be delayed by more than two hours.

But fortunately, I was able to get home before New Year's Eve passed.

When they arrived in Ningcheng, the sky had already darkened.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, it was already past the meal time. The road was brightly lit, but there were fewer cars and people. The shops on both sides closed early, and it was very deserted at first glance.

Jiang Xuehe waited for a long time at the gate of the airport before catching a car. The place where no cars passed was covered with thick snow, and there were hard ice blocks under the axle marks. A few pedestrians slowed down when they passed by, especially Be careful.

The matter of returning home early became a "surprise".

The driver chatted enthusiastically with Jiang Xuehe, saying that she was lucky. Most of the drivers had gone back to celebrate the New Year at this point, and he was planning to go back too, but it turned out that the direction of going back happened to be in the same direction as Yan's house, so he took her along the way.

"It's really hard for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year to work outside." The driver said, "But there is only one chance to reunite every year, and the lost money can be made again, but some people may lose it once they see each other... ..."

He talked about the old man in his relative’s house. His son worked outside the house all the year round. Last year, he had promised to go home, but he couldn’t go back after working overtime. The old man accidentally fell when he was going out and died on the spot. He didn’t even see his son for the last time. superior.

Jiang Xuehe cooperated and said it was a pity.

The driver was talkative, and Jiang Xuehe didn't need to start a conversation, but he could continue the conversation along a topic, and after a while, he talked about his child who was going to school from his relatives.

His child is in junior high school, and various interest classes cost a lot, and he didn't want to wrong his own child, so he had to work overtime, so even though it was New Year's Eve, he still sat down with his family after dinner Time to come out sports car.

After calculating the time, it is almost time to go to the parents' house to pick up the wife and children, and then I am ready to go back.

Ordinary people also have ordinary people's troubles, but when it comes to family members, the smile on the driver's face is subconsciously eager.

After a ten-minute journey, Jiang Xuehe found out that his parents were farmers. The children did not make it to the top, but they were all filial. When the financial conditions were a little better, he brought his parents to the city. His wife worked in a former factory. I know him, his grades are in the top three in the class, he is very good at foreign languages, and he is good at painting...

Jiang Xuehe didn't feel bothered by what he heard, so he let him talk, and then turned his head to look at the empty street outside, only to feel that the feeling of being deserted had dissipated a bit.

When approaching the Yanjia community, the driver suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

The lights at the intersection ahead flickered. The driver opened the window and looked out.

A series of car accidents, four or five cars collided together, the front and rear of the car were deformed, and there was a large truck driving into a flower bed by the side of the road and knocked down a tree.

Only a police car was seen at the scene, and the police were talking to the person concerned about the situation.

"It rained lightly in the afternoon, and the road here seems to be frozen. The two cars couldn't stop, so they were rear-ended." The driver closed the window, exhaled, and turned to see the message on the mobile phone group saying When he heard about this incident, he told Jiang Xuehe again, "It seems that no one was injured, but one of them hit his head, and they have already been sent to the hospital for examination."

Warning signs have been placed around the scene of the car accident, signaling vehicles to detour, but the sidewalks on both sides are not sealed, and some people gather here to watch the excitement.

"Shall I go around for you?" The driver turned his head and asked Jiang Xuehe, "It's just an extra two kilometers."

Jiang Xuehe searched on his mobile phone, and the straight-line distance from here to Yan's community is less than one kilometer.

She looked up at the road and shook her head.

"No need, just drop it here." Jiang Xuehe took out the banknotes from his wallet and handed them over, "No need to look for it, just please help me take the box down."

Jiang Xuehe didn't carry much luggage with him, except for a small bag on one shoulder, there was only one suitcase.

But after getting out of the car, she really felt the biting coolness outside, and the wind stabbed her face like a knife.

She passed the scene of the accident with her suitcase, and took a look with her head. She didn't see any blood, so she lowered her head and hurried forward.

At the last intersection, she finally couldn't stand it any longer. She stopped and pulled out her scarf. After wrapping it up tightly, she tucked her palms into her sleeves and took a breath of hot air towards her fingertips, only to feel relieved.

Just as she was about to pull the box and move on, she heard an unfamiliar voice behind her.

"Do you need help?"

A young man stood not far away, pointing to the sidewalk ahead.

In the shadows not far away, there was a pile of snow, which seemed to have been shoveled from the side of the road and then stepped on by someone. It looked thick, but it was bumpy and not easy to walk on.

Especially Jiang Xuehe was dragging a suitcase.

The young man was very enthusiastic. When Jiang Xuehe turned his head to look, he had already walked up quickly, picked up her suitcase and walked forward.

Jiang Xuehe was stunned for a moment, and hurried to catch up.

"The road is a bit icy and slippery. It's best not to go that way." The young man reminded while carrying the box across the pile of snow on the sidewalk, "I just heard someone over there said that they have found a special person It’s time to deal with it, but it’s dark now, so it’s still not safe…”

It seems that he is just a simple good-hearted passerby.

After crossing the pile of snow, there were still piles of shoveled snow on the rest of the road, but they were all piled up at the corner of the wall, leaving a clear path enough for two people to walk side by side.

Tens of meters ahead is the main entrance of the community.

Jiang Xuehe took back his suitcase and thanked the kind passers-by.

The young man followed the road, deliberately slowed down, and walked forward together for a while, glancing at Jiang Xuehe's face from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Jiang Xuehe couldn't help asking: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm not asking you for a reward for such a trivial matter!" The young man waved his hands again and again, and said with some embarrassment, "Just, just, I think we are destined, is it convenient for me to give you a contact information?"

——It turned out that they came to strike up a conversation.

Jiang Xuehe came to his senses.

She stopped by the gate of the community, rolled up one sleeve, raised her hand by light, and showed him the ring on her ring finger.

The young man reacted with a slightly embarrassed expression, but he didn't intend to continue entanglement.

Jiang Xuehe pointed to the gate of the nearby community, and said, "I'm almost home, thank you just now."

The young man touched his head in embarrassment, nodded and waved goodbye to her.

Jiang Xuehe turned around after confirming that he turned and left.

The guard at the door already knew her, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw what happened here, and while opening the door for her, he joked a few words: "President Jiang is really welcome, but do you have to kneel on the washboard again when you go back? "

Jiang Xuehe just smiled and said, "How could she be willing?"

She is already familiar with the road after entering the community, and she can bypass obstacles with her eyes closed.

The cleaning work inside the community is also much better than outside. The visible snow is all on the lawn and corners, and there are not many obstacles along the way.

Every house is brightly lit, red lanterns are hung and red letters are pasted all over the place. From time to time, the noise of children secretly playing small firecrackers can be heard. At first glance, you might think you are in some kind of bustling commercial street.

Jiang Xuehe slowed down his pace, and easily caught the voice of Yan Guiqiu amidst a series of chaotic noises.

The Yan family is playing in the yard right now.

Fireworks are not allowed in the urban area, but no one cares about the small fairy sticks. Yan Guiqiu lit one and sat at the door bored, but his sister and Ms. Meng had a good time.

Father Yan also held one in his hand, and there was a box next to it. He sat next to Yan Guiqiu, and when he saw that the sparks were about to burn out, he added another.

A few people chatted one after another, mainly talking about the New Year's greetings in the future.

The old man of the Yan family doesn't have many relatives in his generation, and even fewer contacts, but he has many sons and daughters. Originally, they went back to the old house for dinner together on New Year's Eve.

It’s just that in recent years, one is busy with work, and it’s nothing unusual to see him at the company every day, and the other is that each family has already married and has children, and they are finally busy until the morning of New Year’s Eve. It's really tiring to rush to the old house.

The old man made the decision to give them a holiday. On New Year's Eve, each family had their own holidays, but on the first day of the new year, they had to go back to the old house to get together.

This rule is not broken even if Yan Guiqiu leaves home, and he still has to honestly go to his grandfather's house every Chinese New Year.

Among the remaining relatives, there is nothing too special.

In Father Yan’s generation, brothers and sisters had quarrels in the early years because of company affairs. Although the relationship is relaxed now, there is still a layer of separation in their hearts. They usually meet enough, and they have a tacit understanding during the Chinese New Year. Not moving around on purpose.

But Father Yan is the eldest son, and most other relatives like uncles and aunts also want him to stand up for his father.

It's not an easy task.

In the matter of avoiding New Year's greetings, the two sisters were more active than the other. Even Ms. Meng got involved in it, saying that she would pretend to be sick when she came back from New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year.

Father Yan put on a straight face, and reprimanded in a vague manner: "Don't say such unlucky words!"

Yan Guiqiu sneezed appropriately at the side.

Ms. Meng closed her mouth, and turned her head to tell her daughter to remember to add clothes. Yan Guiqiu responded, but then she said something else.

"Then I don't have to pretend." Yan Guiqiu raised his hand and said, "Tomorrow I will go to Grandpa's place to stay away from others, and no one will force the patient to do something..."

Before finishing a sentence, it stopped abruptly.

Yan Guiqiu seemed to have noticed something, stopped talking, subconsciously looked out of the yard, and the sound of hula la dragging boxes became much more obvious.

When the sound stopped, Jiang Xuehe had already stopped at the door.

Yan Guiqiu noticed her earlier than the rest of the family, his eyes lit up, he didn't care about anything else, he forgot to put down the small fireworks in his hand, and hurried towards the door.

"Snow Crane!"

Yan Guiqiu opened the gate of the courtyard, and Jiang Xuehe stood not far away, put down the suitcase, and slightly opened his arms towards her, Yan Guiqiu rushed forward without thinking, and hugged her full of arms.

The cold air of the people outside suddenly poured in from the collar and cuffs, but Yan Guiqiu had no intention of letting go.

"Why are you coming back now, isn't it tomorrow? Why didn't you call me to pick you up? Did you come back by taxi? Can you still get a taxi at this point..."

A series of questions were asked, only Jiang Xuehe said "hmm".

"Because I miss you." Jiang Xuehe said, "I want to see you sooner."