It's another year of spring. Although it's a little later than in previous years, it's still here. It's never pretentious, enthusiastic and joyful, which makes people disgusting. The festive atmosphere of lights and colors is only missing grandpa, as if it's a lot less. The uncle's younger brother is so taller than the previous year, like a big stick swaying in the wind. Grandpa used to take his beloved grandson, make paste and stick pairs.

On New Year's Eve, grandma drank too much again and lay alone on the kang and was squinting. She woke up again during dinner. Seeing that most of the people in the room were not recognized, the old lady was a little worried. After a meal of firecrackers, the food was brought up. Grandma sat down and started to look for grandpa. She always liked to look for grandpa, and she said that it was grandpa who didn't know what to do, but she didn't see anyone when she was eating.

Everyone was repeatedly involved, but they couldn't get through any trouble. The anxious uncle retorted again, saying that grandpa was no longer here.

It was understandable that all the helpless actions were nothing wrong, but when the old lady heard it, she wiped her tears, she took out the white-washed handkerchief: "When did it happen?" She said tremblingly, looking at the guys in her hand, maybe she was a little unfamiliar! The handkerchief was getting older, and I think she couldn't remember it.

The depressed atmosphere could not be dissipated for a moment. Seeing that his father gently put down his chopsticks, Beibei stood up. He slowly, the flesh on his face fell down, shaking slightly, and turned to the room where his grandfather lived.

The old lady forgot about grandpa's departure in three minutes: "What's the matter with this handkerchief? It's so old, you said I'm still useful!" She even forgot that she had just cried and touched the wet piece, for no reason.

My father was smoking alone on the balcony, and Beibei followed him out. At the end of the corridor, she stopped. The excessive noise in the room had nothing to do with him. Anyway, the fireworks in the sky would blast in front of him when they exploded, and it had nothing to do with him. Beibei looked at him, and his father's straight shoulders were still flat, and life had not given him a chance to grow old.

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At midnight on New Year's Eve, no matter how the sound of firecrackers exploded, the girl still fell asleep. Qin Tian called to pay New Year's greetings, just like the previous New Year's Day. She still heard the sound of firecrackers. He said that he would also pay New Year's greetings to Beibei's parents, and he said that.

She knew that he wanted to smoothly transition his relationship with him into friends, but it only took a few days, so why did he lose his guilt? Beibei was afraid that he could only try to stay away from it, but she didn't seem to be like nothing happened, like she had never loved him.

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Peng Cheng had been discharged from the hospital for a long time. When he returned to his home, he said he would rest at home. He called every day. It seemed that only Beibei was the straw that belonged to him. He could make his world stable and he would not be anxious.

He said he had a big nephew, a little child, who was as savory as a monkey.

"Whose child?" The girl catered to him aimlessly. Regarding that child, far from Qin Tian's haste to escape, she might not even have a brain.

"My brother." Peng Cheng blurted out, as if he was saying that he had a real father.

"Do you still have a brother?" There was a brother that made Beibei feel novel. Most of the children born in the 1980s are the only ones, and there are many brothers in Lengding, not many.

"How fresh, why can't I have a brother?"

"You haven't said you have an older brother before?"

"Why should I say? What's wrong with you? Can you still have sex with us brothers?"

"Go, what are you saying?" Beibei scolded him, he always spoke without any hesitation.

"Besides, why didn't I say anything? Didn't I tell you when I was in the hospital?"

"Oh!" Beibei finally remembered the brother, the man who gave the red envelope, although she didn't see him: "I'm all the brother of your relative!" The girl said casually.

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Seeing that the first day of the Chinese New Year was over and the people who visited him became turbulent, it was probably the time to prove who was the wife of the year. Those days were always fixed. Peng Cheng Moji had been there for several days, so he insisted that Beibei go to his house to see him.

"If I don't go, what am I going to do?" This is the last boundary in the girl's heart. The boundary between her girlfriend and ordinary friends. She thinks she is not his girlfriend, and she can't do anything about going to his house for the New Year.

"Look at me! I miss you all." Peng Cheng lowered his voice, as if the longing made him feel humble. His tone of speaking was as if he was praying.

"I won't go."

The girl was very determined, even though she felt very uncomfortable when he said he missed her. But in the end, Beibei agreed, because Peng Cheng said that if she didn't go to see him, he would go to see her and go to her house to wish her parents a New Year.

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Early in the morning of the third day of the Chinese New Year, Beibei made up a proper excuse and left the house before seven o'clock. The place she was going today was in a vast mountain far away, a barren and desolate village.

She had never heard of the name of that place. It was a very rare name. Although it was the prefecture-level city closest to home, maybe it was a small dot next to her on the map, it was a very strange place, so unfamiliar that it made people feel far away than Beijing and Shanghai.

Peng Cheng said that she was a little hesitant, not hesitating about the strange place, but she vaguely remembered that Peng Cheng told her that his home was in that very rich county, and his mother was doing small business. He said that his family lived on the second floor of a community, and was just in the position of the door hole. He said that he could see those people, fool-like people, coming and going through the window.

Is he lying?

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That strange place is almost a deep mountain forest. The mountain range I am in is a famous tourist destination. The natural and primitive appearance is no longer common now. The backwardness makes the scenery there very good. It's just a little hard to get into the mountain, but it's actually not far away. The car is like a turtle climbing on the mountain road. It's almost noon, but she is still halfway.

Beibei is always worried. She has a sense of crisis that once she comes to the door, she will be detained there and never expect any more. Maybe there are no unlucky people in the mountains, but that has nothing to do with her timidity. Her fear has no place to rely on, so naturally it cannot be eliminated. Moreover, despite her fear, she never stopped for a moment.

Grayscale cognition always makes her feel confused. Sitting in the sticky seat of the minibus, she was nervous and unable to relax for a moment. Perhaps because she felt sorry for him and begged him, she would never be able to ruthlessly no matter how she sat on her.

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When I came out early this morning, the weather was not beautiful, and snowflakes floated up all over the sky, swaying and spreading down evenly.

"Wife, I saw the minibus in Tong Village driving. Come on! I'll wait for you, you must come." Peng Cheng begged her like that, but she couldn't see him, but she knew how lonely his waiting should be.

She first went to the market to buy some gifts. In the first few days of the year, there was nothing fresh, but the milk and fruits that were placed before the New Year. She bought a box of very sweet oranges, spent a lot of money, and bought a box of milk. A box of gift boxes, which were basically delicious snacks. She felt that she could no longer carry more things, so she took a long-distance bus to the deep mountains and forests.

The bus was first driven for more than an hour, and the world around me was very different. The snow stopped for a while and then, and it was fragmented. Peng Cheng kept calling and said that their minibus had not stopped. Even though it was snowing, he heard that it would still drive until the afternoon.

The county town is the county town. It is a bit pragmatic when it is rich and the materials are good, but it looks a little rustic. This is how the local tycoon came. When he arrived at the passenger station in the county town, Beibei took the bus again. Then she got on the minibus that Peng Cheng mentioned, the kind of small bar car that was walking through the mountains and looked so clever, the one he had been staring at.

"Wife, wherever you go, tell me wherever you go, you go to a place called Tazigou." Peng Cheng repeatedly told her that the places he mentioned looked like Xinjiang, or the place names in Inner Mongolia sounded very strange.

There were dirt roads everywhere, and the girl sat stiffly in the car, and the asphalt road was one by one, and there was one, and no one. If you drove into the dust, there would be heavy snow. The weather was still not cold enough. The car was walking very slowly on the road. The driver kept complaining that the snow had melted and the layer of thin ice formed. He ran and ran, and he was afraid of danger when he ran.

"Or I can go back, it's hard to walk. I think the car is driving too slowly." Beibei discussed with Peng Cheng, and she might have to discuss with him. For some reason, she could never decide for herself.

"Don't let your wife, don't go back! Isn't that car driving? Otherwise, I'll pick you up." He said pitifully. She didn't know why she thought it was pitiful, and she felt that he was begging her again.

"It's okay, I'll look at the car. As long as the car can drive in, I will definitely go. Don't come out." Beibei hurriedly comforted him, his expectations made her unable to worry.

"Wife, am I too willful? It's so heavy snow, I have to ask you to come."

"No, you're anxious to stay at home. Don't think too much, I'll be there in a while." Beibei didn't feel at ease, but she still promised: "Hey! What kind of ditch do you say, how far away from your home."

"It's almost there. I'll ride my bike over for ten minutes."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

She hung up the phone in a hurry. She didn't know what else she could say. No one could help her, and he couldn't. Anyway, after walking for so long, maybe the ditch of that kind was about to arrive. You see, the surrounding houses were getting shorter and shorter, and it seemed that she had to fall down before entering. She thought, she might have to reach that ditch here.

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After driving for more than an hour, he finally arrived at the place called Paizigou. Peng Cheng said that it was the largest market near his house, and it was just a narrow dirt road, and there was no way to see where it was different. He asked her to get off the car and looked for a taxi on the side of the road. He said that the car had to go a long way to drive to his house, and it would be faster to take a taxi.

"Master, I'll go to Team 22." Beibei didn't want to get in the car. There were no procedures on the taxi window and no license plate. It was just a green car, as if it had just been stuck.

"Get on the bus!" The driver shouted and turned around, taking what Beibei had in his hand, stuffing it in the back seat of the taxi. The taxi with air leakage on all sides was broken, without shock absorption, and the road was as bumpy as the car was shaking.

"Master, you still drive a taxi here!" Beibei asked him tentatively. Fortunately, although the road in the countryside is narrow and safe, he is the only one who comes and goes, and there is no opponent.

"Yeah! Isn't it?"

"So can this car make money?"

"Make it! This car is a scrapped car in the city, and there is no cost. You just wait in the place and don't slip through the road. Why don't you make a profit?" The silly man lit a white wolf and opened the window. After shaking it twice, the window fell down. He cursed and sweared incomprehensible words, patted the car door and shouted, "It fell again."

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The snow made the road slipperier. The straightforward man kept complaining that it was such a difficult road and that the job was too cheap. After rushing for more than an hour, the car window could no longer be shaken. The wind blew into the car, and the girl was still comfortable. She was also anxious. Peng Cheng said it in ten minutes.

"My wife, I really only need to ride a bike for ten minutes, and it's exactly ten minutes. It's snowing today, and it's just like this." Peng Cheng said repeatedly, and there was no one on the phone. He was so anxious that he tripped up his mouth, and he was afraid that the girl would think he was lying to her, but who could hear it wrong?

"He's fooling you! What kind of bike can you ride to Team 12 for ten minutes, ride the rockets!" The straightforward man couldn't stand it anymore, and he was so disdainful that he forced himself into a mouthful.

"Who, who is he?" Peng Cheng was not happy either.

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Beibei didn't speak, looking at the increasingly clear mountains outside the window, she knew that she could not go back whether she was fooling or cheating. The oranges in the box smelled sweeter and more violently, and they thought they were ravaged. Most of the doors in front of her were low and worn, and it was a tourist attraction. The snow on the distant mountains stuck to the black soil, like cream and chocolate. It was really beautiful here.

"It's right in front, it'll be here in ten minutes this time." The driver said confidently: "What are you doing here?"

"Look at me as a friend." Beibei was already tired. Her hands holding the bag were covered in sweat. After so much trouble, her pretentiousness was gone, and she became casual and didn't care.

"I'm having sex?" The driver smiled flatteringly, as if it was such a sneaky thing to have sex with her. She smiled so despicable, her nose and eyes twisted together.

"No." Beibei blurted out. She was tired of him and had a cold face, fearing that people would be regarded as a partner.

"It's not a partner, are you here that day?" He took a sip of cigarettes and said in a flattering manner, looking proud of stealing the watermelon from the other person's melon field and taking a big advantage: "This young man is so lucky! I think you are from the city!"

"Yeah!" Beibei snorted.

"Where are you living in?" The driver couldn't hear how reluctant she was to moan, so he asked her endlessly.

"Dabei District." The girl was a little dejected.

The driver nodded and threw the cigarette butt out the window, feeling a little moved. He sighed and said, "Good! Good girl!" He raised a thumb covered with black mud and measured it upwards to show her.

As if he had been stripped naked, Beibei felt uncomfortable when he listened to his words. She felt her face burning. The man still couldn't help but admire him. With his proud thumbs up, the girl smiled embarrassedly.
Chapter completed!