Time flies very quickly, and New Year's Eve is approaching in a blink of an eye.

Early that morning, He Xiao started packing up his things and prepared to return to his hometown tomorrow.

I cleaned the room last night, including both floor-to-ceiling windows, and the room was spotlessly cleaned. Only the bedroom was a little messy and I had no time to get the clothes ready.

Actually, there is nothing to do. He Xiao likes to travel lightly when he goes out, and it is not a business trip. He goes back to his hometown, and there is no shortage of his old clothes at all.

I put two of them in a small suitcase and put them in it. It was not a problem to slide away, not to mention that I was just picking it up and running.

He was flying at noon tomorrow, so he was not in a hurry. After packing up all the things at home, he was gone and was all over. He was so lazy that he should play games and play black phones.

In the evening, he made a hot pot for himself. Before returning home, he had a good meal and bought a bunch of vegetables. Based on the principle of not being extravagant and wasteful, He Xiao called the landlord’s sister to eat together, which was lively and lively.

At the dinner table, He Xiao put a crab stick in his mouth, looked at Zhang Xuran and said curiously: "I said... are you from Sichuan Province? Are you not going home during the Chinese New Year?"

"I'm right, what's the point?" Zhang Xuran squatted on the chair halfway, picking up food in the bowl while curling her lips. She seemed to have a lot of resentment towards her hometown. No, to be precise, she has a lot of resentment towards some people in her hometown.

It is probably because He Xiao has never heard of Zhang Xuran talking about her hometown during chats, and she has lived alone in Yanjing for many years.

He Xiao used to feel lonely, but after he met Zhang Xuran, he realized that this is what other people are called loneliness.

He has no friends or relatives, and lives alone in this cold Yanjing City, with nothing but tens of millions of property.

Such a life is too lonely, He Xiao’s heart is not fluctuating, and he even feels a little envious.

After eating hot pot, Zhang Xuran stayed to help wash dishes. He Xiao appreciated her quality, paid for free and not acted like a rogue.

"By the way, after I get home, you will help me take care of sweet potatoes every day. I have prepared cat food and litter. If it is not enough, change it." He Xiao remembered something and said before Zhang Xuran left.

"Will you not take the cat away? I'm so stupid!" Zhang Xuran's cursing voice came from the corridor, sounding very impatient, but He Xiao already understood this guy's temper, with a sharp mouth and a slander. In addition, she likes to pet cats, so taking care of sweet potatoes is definitely not a problem.

Close the door, He Xiao lay on the bed with anticipation, his mind full of longing for his hometown.

No one who wanders outside like them doesn't want to go home. Before returning home, they are so excited that they can't sleep and toss and turn all night.

He Xiao is not immune to the common sense. He hasn't watched his parents for two or three years and has not set foot on the black soil of his hometown. How could he be as stable as Mount Tai?

I almost didn't fall asleep that night, so when I boarded the plane the next day, I was confused. I leaned against my seat and slept with a pair of dark circles. The plane encountered a bumpy airflow in the middle of the flight.

It was not until he landed that he opened his eyes in a daze, tilted his head and looked out the window. The familiar outline of the Ice City had appeared in his eyes, and the winding Songhua River penetrated through the city like a long dragon.

"Piloters, the plane has arrived in Ice City safely. The ground temperature is minus 22 degrees Celsius. The plane will have to taxi for a while. Please sit in your seat. When picking up your luggage, please pay attention to the switch of your luggage to prevent your luggage from slipping out..."

The sound of the flight attendant full of care came from the radio, and then the plane slid to the ground. He Xiao's body uncontrollably leaned back, feeling a little tinnitus. He didn't recover until he stopped.

After zipping the down jacket, He Xiao put on a mask, got off the plane with the main force, got his luggage from the turntable, and circled around the airport, and finally found the exit.

The sensing door opened to both sides, and the friendly cold air in Heisheng hit his face, so that He Xiao, who had not returned home for many years, made a muffled sound in his head, a little confused by the cold.

I stood at the door and went down for two or three seconds before I got back to my strength. Then I felt that the cold air was everywhere and could not be blocked by wearing a down jacket, especially my legs, not wearing big cotton pants, and just a layer of small long pants, and I had no defense at all.

After all, this is the coldest black province in China, with real physical attacks, minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius! What does it mean? Sinking a basin of water into the sky can freeze into ice directly! Who the hell can withstand this?

He Xiao hasn't come back for several years, and he is really not used to the temperature of his hometown, and his head is buzzing and hurting.

However, he is not the only one who is cold at the airport. There are many people who are frozen like him. Some friends in the south are so cold that they are twitching, and are attracted by the snow scenes and ice sculptures in the ice city. They look both painful and excited, and are in a contradictory state of wanting to shoot but unable to shoot out.

As for the Northeast, there are many locals. They wear several layers of clothes in advance, wear sweaters and vests under the cotton jacket. Some young girls who have returned from vacation in the south have changed into shiny marten in the locker room, which is enviable in the thermal insulation level.

He Xiao could only look at this. This time he was not ready, and he deserved it as cold as his third grandson.

He shook his head a little confused, and walked towards the airport bus with great strides. After paying twenty yuan, the master stuffed his suitcase into the warehouse under the car, and asked him to get on the bus.

He Xiao found a seat by the window in the front row. His vision was good, but he was a little cold, so he kept shaking his legs to keep warm.

In fact, it was mainly because the driver was forced to not close the car door and opened it open. The cold wind was howling up, and it was not okay to shake. It was frozen.

My hands crossed like an old lady and placed them on the cuffs. I shook for twenty minutes and finally drove.

He Xiao got off at the terminal train station, and then he had to take a green bus overnight to return to the small county town in his hometown. When he got home, it was probably four o'clock in the morning.

The bus was moving forward rapidly on the highway, and occasionally some ice sculptures flashed by on the roadside, which were beautiful. He Xiao looked in his eyes and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Ice City is known as the Little Paris in the East, and European style is revealed everywhere in the city. If it weren't for the shop's signs and Chinese characters, some people would believe it when they came abroad.

When my family went out to do business, they opened a restaurant here. Although it was a small business, the provincial capital Bingcheng also left a deep memory for He Xiao. This separation took several years, and today I embarked on this land again, and my mood suddenly became complicated.

After the bus entered the city, it stopped and stopped. When passing through Central Street, the most people got off the bus, and most of the cars were empty all of a sudden.

As the most famous pedestrian street in Ice City, it is next to Sophia Church, so tourists naturally come here.

He Xiao continued to huddle in the car, looked outside through the window, and snowflakes floated in the sky. The church in the distance was hazy, looking extremely sacred and beautiful.

But the bus stayed for too short, and before I could see it clearly, I had already parted in a quick glance.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, He Xiao, who had taken the bus for an hour, arrived at the terminal station, Bingcheng East Station.

The East Station is not large in scale, and it seems a lot shabby compared to the main station and the West Station. However, only the East Station can be used for trains passing through He Xiao’s hometown county, otherwise you have to take a bus.

Given the slippery road surface in Hei Province, He Xiao dared not take a big guest home, he cherished his life.

I took the train honestly all night. At four o'clock in the morning, the lights in the city were already visible from afar. He Xiao, who was lying on the sleeper, suddenly lost all sleepiness.
Chapter completed!