By the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was extremely gloomy.
Jiang Qingyue thought that Zhou Zhengting had to catch a train today, so she got up early and made breakfast.
Finally, I made him some refreshing tortillas and boiled seven or eight eggs.
"You're taking these with you to eat on the train, right?"
"There are so many eggs, I can't eat them all, leave them for you to eat."
Jiang Qingyue felt that it was pointless to ask him, so she quietly helped pack up and put everything away.
After the two of them finished breakfast, Zhou Zhengting picked up his bag and hesitated in the house for a while, but he couldn't help but speak.
"Jiang Qingyue, come with me to the county. Don't you have to hand in your manuscript in the next two days?"
"Oh, I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait until tomorrow when it's sunny."
"Let's go today. I happen to be catching a train this afternoon, so I can still deliver it to your newspaper office first."
Jiang Qingyue glanced at his luggage and said, "Okay, I'll go to the county with you. I'll just see you off."
After saying that, Jiang Qingyue put the manuscript he wrote into the cloth bag.
Followed Zhou Zhengting out the door.
When the two of them arrived at the county, Zhou Zhengting followed them to the newspaper office and said, "I won't go in. I'll wait for you outside."
The weather is a bit strange today, unusually cold.
Jiang Qingyue didn't dare to stay there any longer.
I hurriedly submitted the manuscript and prepared to go on.
Song Zhihe glanced at the manuscripts and was satisfied with every article. "Comrade Jiang, the payment for the manuscripts may be a little slow this time, so our newspaper plans to advance you 20 yuan. Is that okay with you?"
Jiang Qingyue naturally wanted it more than she could ask for. "Then I won't be polite. Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Song."
Seeing that she looked a little anxious, Song Zhihe couldn't help but ask, "Do you have anything else to do later? If it's convenient, I would like to treat you to lunch at noon!"
Jiang Qingyue stood up immediately and said, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do today. Someone is waiting for me downstairs. I'll ask Editor-in-Chief Song to come next time when I have the chance!"
Song Zhihe's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he still smiled gently, "Then I hope there will be a chance next time."
Jiang Qingyue received the manuscript fee and hurried downstairs.
But in such a short time, heavy snow began to fall outside.
Jiang Qingyue felt a little sorry when she saw Zhou Zhengting standing outside the door calmly. "It's snowing so heavily, why don't you find a place to hide?"
Zhou Zhengting raised his eyebrows. "What's there to be afraid of with this little snow? Besides, didn't you come down here? Why are you coming down so fast today?"
Jiang Qingyue rolled her eyes in annoyance, "I'm worried that you'll miss your train. Let's go, we can go now!"
"No hurry, go eat something. I didn't eat enough this morning and I'm worried I'll be hungry on the bus later."
Jiang Qingyue had no choice but to agree with him, and when they went to the state-owned restaurant, they each ate another bowl of wontons.
Jiang Qingyue then urged again, "I see the snow is getting heavier, let's hurry to the station."
There is no train station in Tongshan County. You have to go to the bus station and take a one-hour bus ride to get to the city to take the train.
Zhou Zhengting was also worried that the snow was too heavy and that there would be no cars to get back to the village soon.
He didn't delay any longer, "I'll take you to find a car first, and then I'll take the car to the train station."
Jiang Qingyue refused without thinking, "No need, let's go our separate ways! Zhou Zhengting, I wish you a safe journey!"
Seeing that she disagreed, Zhou Zhengting took off his hat and handed it to her, "Put this on, your car has no canopy."
Jiang Qingyue didn't refuse this time.
After walking out the door, he strode towards the gathering point.
Seeing her back, Zhou Zhengting picked up the luggage beside him and strode towards the station without any hesitation.
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Just now Jiang Qingyue was worried that there was no car to go back to the village, so she was very anxious.
After leaving the state-owned hotel, I ran to the assembly point.
But when we got there, the village tractor had already left.
I couldn't help but feel regretful. I thought the villagers must have been afraid that the snow would be too heavy and it would be difficult to walk, so they went back early.
Just now, she and Zhou Zhengting came out together carrying luggage, and he probably thought she was also going to catch a train.
I should have said hello earlier.
But there's no point in worrying. The snow is falling harder and harder. I can only hide for a while and think of a way to go back when the snow stops.
After thinking about where to go, Jiang Qingyue decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to find He Tiantian.
If the snow is really heavy and I can’t go back, I can still squeeze in with her at night.
Just as Jiang Qingyue was walking on the road, someone suddenly called her from the other side of the road, "Jiang Qingyue——"
Jiang Qingyue looked up and saw that it was Zhou Zhengting? !
"Didn't you go to the station?"
"It snowed so heavily that the road was difficult to drive on and all the cars stopped."
"What are you going to do? You have to catch a train this afternoon."
"It's okay, I can go back tomorrow. It's not thirty yet anyway."
Jiang Qingyue couldn't understand his casual relaxation. "Well, there are no cars going back to the village now. It's snowing so heavily. We can only find a place to take shelter."
Zhou Zhengting was not surprised.
In fact, he had already taken a bus to the city. When he passed by and saw her walking alone on the road looking lost, he knew that she had missed the bus back to the village.
He didn't know what he was thinking at the time.
On impulse, I stopped the car and ran over.
"How about this, you come with me to the guesthouse. I'm going to take the bus tomorrow and won't be going back to the village anyway. Let's go there to avoid the snow before we leave."
Jiang Qingyue let out a cry, seeming a little conflicted.
"So what? Isn't it just like going home?"
Jiang Qingyue thought about it and it made sense. The two of them had lived under the same roof for so long, so what was wrong with going to the guesthouse together?
When the two arrived at the guesthouse, Zhou Zhengting quickly took out the letter of introduction and booked a room.
Jiang Qingyue didn't feel cold at first, but when she entered the room, she realized that her face was frozen.
Only now did I slowly warm up and regain consciousness.
Seeing that her clothes were soaked by the snow, Zhou Zhengting quickly took out his own clean clothes from his luggage.
"I'll go get some hot water. Take off your wet clothes and put on dry clothes to avoid catching a cold."
After saying that, Zhou Zhengting hurried out and went downstairs to get some hot water.
I also paid the guesthouse to prepare a small pot of ginger soup.
When I went back, Jiang Qingyue had changed her clothes and was sitting by the bed.
But his face is still a little pale.
Zhou Zhengting quickly poured her a bowl of ginger soup and said, "Drink it quickly to warm yourself up. It will be troublesome if you catch a cold."
Jiang Qingyue took it obediently, blew on it and drank it.
After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, Jiang Qingyue suddenly felt warm all over.
I even dozed off.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhengting held the quilt over considerately and said, "Why don't you get into bed and sleep for a while? I'll call you when the snow stops."
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