Yellow and blue flames rushed out of the honeycomb coal holes and swayed silently from side to side.

The shaking warmth is layered, which makes people feel comfortable and also makes people reluctant to get up.

This is... the most basic respect for the working people in the south to the cold winter. If you can, you will not leave the fire.

Because once you leave, the ubiquitous magic attack will immediately come up.

Shortly after the seven o'clock news was played on the TV, a ringtone rang, and then Zhou Kuan took out his cell phone.

Seeing the notes on the screen, Zhou Kuan had a smile on his face. He turned around and said, "Good evening."

"Let's be cold." A quiet voice came from the receiver.

Zhou Kuan's eyebrows couldn't help but rise, and said truthfully, "You can't leave the fire."

"Anyway, wear more clothes at home." Lin Ruoyi still said quietly.

Zhou Kuan responded.

Then Hanhan ended the call.

In the quiet voice, he seemed to have no emotions, but Zhou Kuan, who put down his phone, even his expression seemed more comfortable.

Lin Ruoyi's expressions are different at different moments.

Lin Ruoyi only said two sentences in total, the ordinary ten words were completely about the weather.

However, this contains Lin Ruoyi’s understanding of Baihua’s cold winter in late autumn in Yangcheng, which is still sunny and bright;

I hope Zhou Kuan doesn’t give me some careful advice on being kind and not being warm;

Greetings in the evening;

Exploration and understanding of Zhou Kuan’s mood after just returning home;

And, the first thought that arises from being separated by the distance in space at this moment.

This is the treasure girl Zhou Kuan who has been depressed and humble after half a lifetime, finally reshaping his confidence after his new life, and he met the treasure girl who squeezed into his heart little by little.

Never had the enthusiasm that was stronger than the heartbeat, nor had the enthusiasm that hit the heart.

But Hanhan can always fill up more easily than anything, warming Zhou Kuan's heart.

“…”

Ms. Chen Wenyin, who was sitting directly opposite Zhou Kuan, couldn't help but feel a little gossiped, and her eyes stirred back and forth: "Xiao Lin?"

"Um."

"Why don't you say a few more words?"

"Enough."

"I thought she was very generous at that time, so she wouldn't be so shy." Ms. Chen Wenyin said more and more gossipy.

After all, in addition to being Zhou Kuan's mother, Ms. Chen Wenyin is also a middle-aged woman who stays in the countryside all year round.

Zhou Kuan still replied with a smile: "Enough."

Chen Wenyin swept up and down to measure Zhou Kuan, and was a little confused.

She found that she couldn't understand the feelings of this young man at all.

What's enough.

Just say hello and say the truth?

However, Chen Wenyin still did not continue to gossip, and she still understood that this was her blind spot.

I couldn't help but whisper in my heart.

"Did we Zhou Kuan make a lot of money and even make friends differently?"

"Or that beautiful Kobayashi has a different idea?"

"Or what's so special about talking about friends nowadays?"

“Don’t like calling?”

"I haven't seen anyone talk about that QQ?"

“…”

Indeed, Zhou Kuan rarely talks to Lin Ruoyi about QQ or text messages.

The reason can be traced back to last year:

One night, when discussing Bai Huameng application materials, Zhou Kuan posted a large passage online, and Hanhan replied with a "good" and Zhou Kuan made up his mind in his mind to avoid online communication with Hanhan as much as possible in the future.

Even after taking the high-speed rail today, I only chatted through text messages.

Of course, Zhou Kuan didn't know that Ms. Chen Wenyin, who was not clear about gossip, would have such many thoughts in her mind...

The next morning.

Zhou Kuan's biological clock, which was not lost during college, woke him up from his sleep at around five o'clock.

After getting up and going downstairs, some noises came from every household in Jiayu Bridge, which was extremely quiet last night.

The frost has not been collected.

Jiayu Bridge, located between two peaks, was covered with a layer of fog, and the visibility was not very high.

Zhou Kuan squatted on the porch stairs and occasionally yawned.

Compared to the prosperity of Yangcheng and the noisy school, Zhou Kuan could always easily feel the familiar fragrance of the soil when returning to the small Jiayu Bridge.

No matter past and present life.

Zhou Kuan thought that this might be called homeland.

Uncle Zhi, who was passing by, saw Zhou Kuan and greeted him with a smile: "Wow, when will Zhou Kuan be back?"

"Uncle Zhi got up so early. I came back yesterday." Zhou Kuan stood up and replied.

Early in the morning, Uncle Zhi was not very busy, and stood on the floor and chatted with Zhou Kuan: "What does it feel like to go to college?"

"It's relatively loose, there are not many first courses, it depends on self-consciousness." Zhou Kuan answered truthfully.

Uncle Zhi has a youngest son who is still in high school. Zhou Kuan is a student from Jiayuqiao who has been to college recently. I am curious that Zhou Kuan is not surprised.

After chatting all the time, Zhou Yuanchu also got up and walked out to chat with Uncle Zhi.

“…”

After breakfast, all the fog covered in Jiayu Bridge was dispersed.

Zhou Kuan did not follow his parents to Taiping, and his hands were empty, and he rode a motorcycle to Liyuan grandmother's house.

The sound of the women's motorcycle engine driving on rural dirt roads has been less symmetrical.

Zhou Kuan only felt that it was not as good as a car that Hanhan was riding.

Whether it is a motorcycle or a small electric donkey, the sounds you can hear are very good.

There is also the itchy feeling of Feng'er occasionally blowing Hanhan's hair onto her face.

Unlike now, the cold wind blows on the face and the sudden chaotic sound of the engine...

By the time we arrived in Liyuan, the sun was already high in the sky, which was also very bright, but there was not much temperature.

Grandma, who was busy working in the melon field on the side of the house, saw Zhou Kuan, and quickly put down her work and greeted her with a smile: "Oh, Kuankuan is back!"

"Grandma." Zhou Kuan stopped the motorcycle and said hello.

The old man smiled and looked at Zhou Kuan, saying, "It's cold to ride a motorcycle."

"Go and cook in the house."

Zhou Kuan stretched and smiled, "Fortunately, the sun is coming out, it's not that cold."

"It turns out that the university holiday is so early, and I'm back in December." The old man said in a nagging manner, and the man walked out of the melon field.

"It's not very cold, today's sun is OK."

Zhou Kuan nodded and agreed: "Yes, it's much better than yesterday."

“…”

Just sit on the porch and hang out.

“Is it going to be very late for school?”

"I can actually pass the Lantern Festival when I start school."

"Your mother came just two days ago and sent a large bag of things, saying that you sent it back from Yangcheng."

"I happened to go to the supermarket in Hong Kong and brought more snacks and tried the taste of imported candy."

“Some of foreigners’ tastes are very strange, and some are quite delicious.”

"Yes, there are some flavors all over the world, and I haven't tasted them one by one."

“…”
To be continued...