"Oh, I bought this in town. It's so perfect, I can't put it away."
"Who are you in there? Buying so many things at once must cost a lot of money, right?"
"It's not much. They're all my family's stuff. My parents are in there. Thank you for this. When are you leaving?"
"It's late now. I can't leave today, so I'm staying at my aunt's house. When are you planning to leave?"
"I'll leave after the New Year."
"After the New Year? You want to live here?"
"Well, I'm not coming out after I go in. No one should go over there."
"That's true. Very few people go there. And now that Chinese New Year is almost here, even fewer people go there."
Ying Han felt relieved, and walked towards the village with his things in his hands, full of anticipation and nervousness.
It was snowing at the time, and smoke was coming out of the chimneys of every household in the village. Most people stayed at home. Walking all the way from the beginning to the end of the village, I met two people.
And he doesn’t know Zhao Bing yet.
If I had known this would happen, Ying Han would not have been waiting outside.
"See? That house not far ahead is the farm. There are a few small houses next to the farm. That should be where your parents live."
The white snow fell heavier and heavier. Ying Han looked in the direction Zhao Bing pointed, slowing down his pace and looking around. The roads and paths were gradually covered with snow. The farmland, the village, the trees in the village, the haystacks, the pig pens, and both sides of the road were covered with thick snow. It was as thick as a cream cake. The path under his feet was also covered with snow. The ridges between the wheat fields and the rapeseed fields were also unclear under the snow. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can get through it by myself. Comrade Zhao, thank you for this time."
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