There are very few cars on the road from Jiangwei to Heijiao Commune. Cars coming out of Wahou or Nandawan all go west, not east.
Plus, it snowed last night, so there were even fewer cars on the road.
Therefore, as the temperature rose at noon, it all melted into water, and when the temperature dropped around three o'clock in the afternoon, it all turned into shiny ice.
After Wan Feng nearly fell into a ditch halfway up the slope, the road below was flat and his shoes were slippery, so he really turned into a flying bird.
There were flying feathers all over his body, which did give him some bird-like appearance.
It almost slid to Xu Bin’s doorstep.
At the door of Xu Bin's house, Wan Feng took off his torn down jacket and threw it aside, then walked into the house with his arms folded and wearing a sweater.
Xu Bin was very surprised to see Wan Feng wearing a sweater.
Is it warm enough outside to walk around in a sweater?
"Warm as hell! I slipped and fell down from Dongshan Mountain, and a tree on the roadside tore my clothes. I threw them at your door. If I wear them, your house will be covered with duck and goose feathers in no time. Hurry and find me some cotton clothes."
Xu Bin laughed and clucked like a frightened hen.
"If there was a camera that recorded the scene where the branches scratched your clothes, it would definitely be worth a lot of money in the future. Who would have thought that Boss Jiang Wei could have such embarrassing moments?"
"It's just a scratch on my cotton-padded jacket. What's so embarrassing about that?"
"Then what's wrong with your face? If you don't know, you might think a woman scratched it."
"Go find me some clothes quickly. The temperature in your room isn't very high."
Xu Bin went upstairs to find clothes for Wan Feng.
Wan Feng came to the bar.
Xu Bin quickly found a ski jacket he was wearing and threw it to Wan Feng.
Although Xu Bin is not as tall as Wan Feng, he is much more muscular than Wan Feng, and his clothes are a little too big for Wan Feng.
"Let me use the small mirror." Wan Feng stretched out his hand to Xu Meilin.
Xu Meilin took out a small mirror from her pocket and handed it to Wan Feng.
Wan Feng brought the small mirror in front of him, and a red mark was scratched on his numb face.
It feels a bit hot and painful when I touch it with my hand.
What a misfortune! He's going out tomorrow and his face got disfigured today.
"Where is your brother?" Wan Feng returned the mirror to Xu Meilin, thinking that it was nothing serious, and asked Teng Yuanyuan at the same time.
Teng Yuanyuan and Xu Meilin sat at the bar, chatting furtively about something.
"He went out for a stroll. I guess he went to the shop to see what was going on."
At the end of the year, after the mountains were closed due to heavy snow, people with nothing to do gathered in small shops to play cards and chess, of course with prizes.
The police station would come every now and then to catch gamblers.
In two years, mahjong will make its debut, and people will be playing mahjong everywhere.
How about letting Zhang Xuan play mahjong? This thought suddenly flashed through Wan Feng's mind.
If mahjong tiles were to open up the market, sales would skyrocket.
After thinking about it, Wan Feng shook his head. He couldn't let Zhang Xuan do this. It would damage Zhang Xuan's reputation and indirectly damage his reputation as well.
Having advanced knowledge but still doing these indecent businesses, isn't he a waste?
"Wait for your brother to come back and tell him to wait for the bus at the door at 6:30 tomorrow morning."
Teng Yuanyuan blinked for a long time: "Are you going back now?"
"Haha! Didn't you stay long enough?"
"This is the first time I've seen what snow looks like, and I haven't seen enough yet."
"Brother Feng, didn't you see how Yuanyuan looked this morning when she saw the snow? She rolled around in the snow, and everyone here looked at her like she was an idiot."
This Wanfeng is understandable. The areas around Shenzhen and Dongguan are probably shit... It has never snowed in history. The locals have never seen snow before. They don't think it's normal to see snow as if it's Chinese New Year.
But Teng Yuanyuan is not just not tired of seeing Xue, she is obviously in love with her.
"There will come a day when you've seen enough snow."
While he was speaking, Wan Feng started fighting.
"Brother! Where are you going?"
"I still have to inform Han Guang's family."
Before Wan Feng could go and notify Han Guangjia, Han Guangjia arrived first.
"Xiao Wan! Hurry up and go."
Why are you leaving so quickly? Where are you going?
Wan Feng rarely saw Han Guangjia so anxious. He was usually calm and composed, and only acted decisively when faced with an emergency.
It was obvious that he had encountered something urgent.
What urgent matter could he have?
"Is your wife giving birth?" Wan Feng almost choked Han Guangjia to death when he asked this question.
"Come to my house and you'll know."
Wan Feng felt that Liang Hongying had given birth, because he really couldn't think of any other urgent matters in Han Guang's family.
Wan Feng came to the Hongying Hotel and saw Liang Hongying standing gracefully behind the bar as soon as he entered.
This is when the bar is blocking her belly. Without the bar, she would not be slim but would be pot-bellied.
"You are fine, aren't you pregnant?"
"Your wife just gave birth!" Liang Hongying retorted to Wan Feng.
"Why are the Guang family so anxious? I thought you had pooped!"
"Go to the second floor and you'll find out."
Wan Feng followed Han Guangjia to a private room on the second floor. As soon as he entered the room, Wan Feng was stunned.
Yang Jianguo was sitting steadily at the table, drinking tea. When he saw Wan Feng coming, he smiled at him.
Wan Feng rubbed his eyes quickly: "Hey! Brother Yang! Why are you here?"
"I don't know if it's because I'm used to being outside, but I felt uncomfortable after staying at home all day, so I decided to go out for a walk."
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