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Chapter 280 The old girl complained in front of the stele, and her frostbitten hands were only for that love

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    As soon as the Spring Festival comes, talented people at the Spring Festival Gala are of course a must-see. The dialogues of the characters in Zhao Benshan's sketches and the hometown-like tone once again evoked his infinite memories of his hometown and his old lady, which made him feel more cordial.

    He decided to go to Shagouzi after the Chinese New Year and look at the stone monument standing in the wind and sand, so as to relieve the growing longing and guilt.

    On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Caizi and Hashungerili discussed going to Chishan. He asked Hashungerili if he wanted to go home. Of course Hashungerili didn't understand what the talented person meant.

    She thought that the real purpose of the wit was to visit her father-in-law's house, and Hashungerili really wanted to go home to see her parents, younger sister and younger brother.

    She said: "Of course it's good to go to Chishan. When will you go?"

    The talented man said: "Then let's finish the third day of junior high school, so that we can get back before work on the eighth day of junior high school."

    Hashun Gerili said: "Okay, I just want to make preparations in the next two days. I'll call the family first so that they can make preparations."

    Talented man considered asking Lao Hai to drive, but considering that he felt sorry for letting Lao Hai drive during the Chinese New Year, he had no choice but to drive by himself.

    ? Early in the morning on the fourth day of the lunar new year, Caizi drove Hashungerili and Nasha with him.

    The car didn't drive fast, and arrived in Chishan City in the middle of the night.  The father-in-law's family was very happy when they saw the girl's family.

    In the middle of the night, Hashungeri's mother cooked a few dishes, and the wit drank some wine.

    After staying at the old man's house for a day, the wit said to Hashungerili, "I'll go to the Yaya Hotel to see what's going on there, and I'll be back that day."

    Hasshungerili said: "Drive slowly, the road is slippery with snow."

    The talented man said: "It's okay, can I drive that fast! Besides, it's okay for this car to slip on a heavy road, so don't worry."

    With Hashungerili's permission, the wit left the old man's house with a carefree heart.

    Go to the gas station, fill up the car, and hit the gas all the way to Knoll.  Fortunately, this car is suitable for the bumpy road, and there is no suffering or time wasted on the road.

    When he arrived at Zuoqi, he suddenly remembered to go to Shagouzi, and when he was about to prepare something, he found a supermarket and bought some necessary things for entering Shagouzi.

    This time he didn't bother Grandpa Rabbit, and drove directly to Shagouzi by himself.

    At this time, the wind was not too strong. When he arrived at Shagouzi, he tried his best to find the stone tablet.

    After searching for a while, he couldn't find it, so he had to stop the car, stand on top of the car and look from a distance, and judged that the big tree was the place where the stele was buried.  But those trees had changed, which made him unable to judge.  He had to get out of the car and continue driving around there.

    He regretted not looking for Grandpa Rabbit. If Grandpa Rabbit came, he would definitely find it.  Seeing the sky gradually darken, the wind is also getting stronger.

    The car wandered around for a while and stopped.

    Sitting in the car, he was thinking, it was getting dark, should he go back or not?  If you go back, this trip will be in vain, why don't you go back?  I wonder if it will be cold tonight?

    He was also afraid that the clothes he was wearing would not be able to withstand the severe cold, so he checked the car's oil gauge to see if there was enough oil.  He got out of the car and looked around the car, and felt that there was nothing wrong with the car.  Afterwards, he went to the edge of the sand dune to piss, and when he tied up his trouser pockets and looked up, he vaguely saw a thick tree stump in the distance, as if he had seen it before.  His eyes lit up, isn't this the big tree behind the stone tablet?

    He ran over and saw that the stone tablet was struggling to stick its head out, as if it was going to fight the sand to the end.

    The talented man knelt down next to the stele, and he stroked the top of her head.

    He murmured: "Old girl! It's Chinese New Year, and another year has passed, and the talented man came to see you. I know you are very lonely here. It's cold and scary here. I know you are timid. But you hurry up  Tell me quickly, where are you? Brother Wit will try his best to find you back."

    Large tears fell on her head, as if she was afraid they would slip away.  She immediately turned those tears into ice beads, which were firmly attached to her head.  She didn't respond to his question.

    Slowly he pushed away the fine sand buried on her body, gradually revealing her body.  He saw the words on it, and he wiped and stroked each word with his hands.

    Gradually, his hands were numb from the cold, and he sat on the sand.  He looked at the stone tablet stupidly, and the wind blew sand into his neck.

    He murmured: "Old girl? A few days ago, I recalled that we caught fish in the river and then played in the weeds on the river beach. Do you remember? This Mingyun is too bad. He deliberately said that  There are some bird eggs in the weeds. He and Zhao Lixin just ran forward and took the two of usGet left behind.  Granny?  If you're still alive, you just you just come back, right?  if¡­¡­.  "

    Speaking of this, he has choked up, and he can't go on.  He would not say if you were dead.  In his consciousness, Lao Ya must be alive, and he is very firm in this consciousness.

    At this time, he looked up at the car lights that were on in the distance and said, "Girl, I must find you. Just wait! Brother Wit will find you, no matter where you are, I will find you! Wit  Brother is accumulating this kind of power, and when that power becomes incomparably huge, it will be the day you come back."

    He got up and looked at the stele and the trunk behind the stele, and murmured: "Thank you big poplar tree. You are the only one who is with me here, old girl. I really thank you!"  Bow deeply to the big poplar tree behind the stele.

    When it was over, he walked slowly towards the car.

    When he got to the car, he looked at the stone tablet affectionately.  He closed his eyes, and a line of bitter tears flowed out.

    After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and went to the car door to open the door, only to find that his hands were no longer in control. He knew that his hands had been numb from the cold.  He had no choice but to put his hands into the arms of his coat to keep warm for a while.

    At this time, he felt that his finger was as uncomfortable as a cat's bite, and he felt it still felt when he moved his finger.  He slowly opened the car door, got in the car, closed the door, and turned the car key.  The car was on fire, and the warm air was on for a while, he put the gear on, and the car returned to Nuoer along the same road.

    Arriving at Nuoer and on the highway, the talented man stepped up the accelerator.

    Back in Chishan City, it was late at night, and he called Hashungerili's cell phone.  Tell her that she is back, so that Hasshun Gerili will not worry.

    There is no place for him to live in the old man's house, so he knocked on the hotel and lived in.

    When he woke up the next day, he felt that his hands were still painful and swollen. He saw that his hands were red and swollen.

    Returning to the old man's house, Hasshunge Rili asked him: "Yesterday, why did you come back in the middle of the night?

    The talented man smiled and had to lie: "Don't mention it, the car stopped catching fire on the way there, and a kind driver helped to repair it until midnight. I came back when it was done. No, the car was repaired.  It's freezing."

    At this time, Hashungerili took the talented man's hand and looked at it, and it was indeed a little red and swollen.

    Hasshun Gerili said: "Quickly, let's go to the hospital and have a look."

    The talented man said: "It's okay. I was often frozen like this when I was a child. It will be fine in a few days."

    Hashunge Rili couldn't persuade him, so she didn't try to persuade him.

    The three lived in Chishan until the seventh day of the first lunar month. Early in the morning, the three got on the car and rushed back to Shenyang.

    After returning to Shenyang, the gifted scholar still felt itchy.  I had to go to the hospital to see him. The doctor prescribed some medicine for frostbite, and it took more than half a month for him to recover.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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