After coming out of the hospital, Bai Letian drove straight to his home, found the dark red cabinet with peeling paint, opened the lid, and touched a package wrapped in faded red cloth from the bottom corner.

Bai Letian put the package on the table and opened it layer by layer, revealing a small navy blue cotton and linen quilt. The color of the cloth was mottled and there were several holes. Bai Letian put his fingers into the holes and buttoned

He opened the button and found a few hair-like filaments between his fingernails. He looked at the sun and saw animal hair that looked like cotton. He found a lighter and put the filaments on the flame, which instantly turned into ashes.

It proved that the filament was not cotton. I put it to my nose and smelled it. It was indeed the smell of burnt animal fur. When all the layers of the navy blue quilt were opened, a silver heart-shaped handicraft suddenly appeared. It was very small and probably no longer than 10 years old.

Two centimeters, the pattern on it is vaguely distinguishable. It is a majestic tiger with eyes like bells, teeth bared on the outside, and a red silk thread threaded in the hole.

Bai Letian looked at it for a long time, puzzled, and took pictures with his mobile phone to keep them. Putting the quilt back to its original place, he weighed the silver heart in his hand, touched it a few times, and pulled the red rope hard, but the rope was okay.

It's so strong that I just hang it around my neck, put it in my underwear, and stick it to my chest.

On the morning of April 3rd, the peaks of Shimen Mountain were covered with verdant green, the green wind was floating, and the sun was shining all over the small courtyard.

We urgently need to find Director Hu Chengfang!

It takes about two hours to take the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway to Jinnan City. Bai Letian simply packed his bags, said goodbye to his grandparents, and drove to the Handong Provincial Meteorological Observatory.

Crossing the vast Taiyi Mountains, passing through hills and plains, Bai Letian moved forward unintentionally enjoying the magnificent scenery of nature.

Exit the expressway from the north of Jinnan City, enter the two-way four-lane Huangwang Road, and then turn right onto the five-kilometer-long elevated road with heavy traffic.

The car got off the elevated road, went straight north, and drove onto Youyingshan Road. One kilometer later, Bai Letian saw a ten-story high-rise building with gray and silver exterior walls, located on the right side of the road - the location of the Handong Provincial Meteorological Observatory.

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After passing three small intersections, there is Fushun Dumpling House on the left side of the road. Opposite is a slope. On the slope is a gate with a sign. An electric sliding door painted blue is installed. On the right side of the gate, against the wall, is a

In a sky-blue cylindrical security booth, a dark-faced security guard wearing a dark blue uniform was lying on the desk in the booth and taking a nap.

Bai Letian turned the steering wheel to the right, drove up the slope, stopped at the gate, straightened up, looked in the direction of the security booth, slapped his palm on the horn, and the car immediately made a shrill chirp.

The security guard who was lying on the table was startled. He raised his head and looked up. He rubbed his eyes with an unhappy expression on his face. While muttering, he grabbed the registration book on the table and walked out of the security booth and walked towards Bai Letian.

Bai Letian rolled down the window, stuck his head out, smiled at the tired-looking security guard, and apologized.

"Which unit, who are you looking for?" the security guard asked impatiently.

"From the Meteorological Department, come to visit Director Hu Chengfang!"

"After entering, park the vehicle in the parking spaces on both sides of the square in front of the building. Don't park randomly." The security guard said, reaching out and handing the registration book to Bai Letian.

Bai Letian took the registration book, picked up the signature pen tied to the string of the registration book, wrote down his unit, name, mobile phone number and visitor, and then handed it back to the security guard through the car window.

When the security guard turned around, Bai Letian found that the top of his head was as bald as a goose egg, his back was a little hunched, and his uniform was full of wrinkles.

Bai Letian drove east along the sloped cement road. After about 200 meters, on the left side of the road was a small square paved with rectangular bluestone slabs. Close to the north edge of the square was a gray-silver building with a roof.

There are four huge billboards erected with blue characters on a white background: Handong Weather, which is quite impressive.

Bai Letian parked the car on the left side of the square in front of the building, opened the trunk, put the red wooden box into a gray handbag, walked through the bluestone square, climbed the seven bluestone steps, and came to the front hall on the first floor.

The front hall has a large space, reaching up to the second floor. It has large floor-to-ceiling windows, hung with smoky gray curtains, and the floor is covered with snow-green marble. It is kept spotless. Go to the elevator room in the northeast corner of the first floor, wait for it to open, and the white

Lotte walked in and pressed the button for the eighth floor.

The elevator rose slowly, stopped on the eighth floor, and then opened again. Bai Letian walked out of the elevator and walked into a long corridor. There were several tall green plants in the corridor, full of green and vitality.

Bai Letian walked to the reception room at the end of the corridor, opened the double doors with dark patterned glass, and looked around. There were only a few people inside. A waitress with round cheeks in a dark red uniform was standing there.

Inside a bar, I held my chin in the palm of my right hand and looked down at a copy of Reader magazine.

Seeing Bai Letian walk in, the round-faced waiter raised his head, walked over with a smile, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Please contact Director Hu Chengfang's office. My name is Bai Letian."

"Have you made an appointment?" Round Face asked again.

Bai Letian hesitated for a few seconds and replied: "Yes."

Bai Letian walked to a round table by the window, pulled out a chair and sat in. He put the handbag containing the red wooden box on the table, then leaned his head on the back of the chair, crossed his hands on his chest, and stared at

Glass door when entering.

The waiter took out a glass from the bar, walked to Bai Letian's table, poured him a cup of black tea, then walked back to the bar, picked up a red phone, and dialed the internal phone number of Director Hu's office.
Chapter completed!