There was a broom and a dustpan beside the nest. Looking around the school gate, there was no thick snow on the ground.

After cleaning everything, only the snowflakes from the sky slowly fell to the ground, trying to cover the area near the school gate with a layer of white again.

Seeing Chu Hao, the other party timidly poked his head out a little, his eyes instantly became bright, as if he saw a ray of light in the winter, and he looked directly at him.

Chu Hao smiled, well, he checked his eyes and found that the other party was very hungry...

Understanding this, he went to a nearby steamed bun shop and bought two large bags of hot, freshly baked meat buns.

After turning back, he stuffed two large bags of meat buns directly into the chest of the opponent's coat.

Chu Hao repeated this operation countless times. Perhaps it was his illusion. Every time he penetrated the opponent's military coat and stuffed the meat buns into his chest, the back of his hand would always sink into a layer of familiar soft honey syrup.

He didn't think much about it and guessed that the other party had stuffed some cotton inside to keep out the cold.

The warm meat buns were filled with the rich aroma of meat. Chu Hao could only swallow his saliva as he looked at the other party. He squatted under the wall next to the other party, tightened his cotton-padded jacket and sighed:

"I said, buddy, it snowed today during the winter solstice, and it will only get colder in the future. Can you bear it? I think you are quite diligent. The guard, Uncle Qin, helped you negotiate with the school's logistics department. You go to work in the school.

, those who take care of food and shelter, so that they don’t have to starve and freeze outside to earn a living..."

"You keep silent, keep yourself closed in your heart, and don't talk about your difficulties. If the streets freeze to death somewhere, your life will be lost. Think about it carefully. There is never any obstacle in life that you cannot overcome. Life is always difficult.

We still have to continue..."

The other party remained silent. Chu Hao patted his butt and stood up. You can never wake up someone who is pretending to sleep.

If you hadn't seen that the other person was quick and diligent in his hands and feet and was really different from ordinary tramps, you could try to help him, and he wouldn't waste so much words.

Fortunately, Uncle Qin takes care of me. Every afternoon when Uncle Qin comes to work the night shift, he will get two meals from the canteen.

One meal a day, plus Chu Hao's big meat buns from time to time, he didn't starve to death on the streets.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

After waving to the other party and saying goodbye, Chu Hao stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. She stared blankly at the back of the gray cotton-padded jacket gradually disappearing, and couldn't help but hold the meat bun tighter to her chest.

Suddenly, a gasping sound came from the cracked cherry-red mouth hidden under the thick long hair:

"Hiss...it's so hot..."

She realized belatedly that it was too tight and the meat bun accidentally burned the trembling Cheerilee, causing her heart to tremble in pain.

Subconsciously, he wanted to move the meat bun away, but for some reason, he crossed his arms around his chest and hugged him tighter. His eyes chased Chu Hao's blurry back, and he murmured:

"Brother, is it you..."

....

On a cold day, a human-powered tricycle was already a means of transportation that Chu Hao could not afford.

Not to mention sitting there and freezing, if the wheel got stuck in a snowdrift, he would have to get out of the car and help push it hard from behind. The old master would kick and bb:

"Ouch, I said, young man, if you try harder, it seems like you haven't eaten. I said, you young people today are just spoiled and spoiled. They have grown so big in vain. How can we run there without saying a word?

Beidahuang, pick up a pickaxe and start working, the vast world has a lot to do..."

He had experienced that feeling once in his previous life, and Chu Hao did not intend to suffer it again in this life.

The biting cold wind not only rushed inward along the head and neck, but also penetrated through the cracks in the ankles, ankles and waistbands, wherever there was a hole.

Although Chu Hao is from the north, it does not mean that northerners are naturally resistant to freezing. Just like Su Xiong, no matter how cold-resistant they are and how they like winter swimming, it still does not affect Siberia's inaccessibility.

I'm not stupid, I know how cold that damn place in Siberia is, and the limit of human beings' tolerance to cold is far inferior to their tolerance to heat.

Leaving the street where the university is located, Chu Hao quickly turned to another street. A black car was parked on the street, attracting passers-by to watch.

Instead of looking at the car, they all looked at the driver's seat and gasped for air-conditioning with shivers. They didn't know whether it was because of the cold or something else.

He walked a few steps, opened the passenger seat and got in. The heater was on in the car. He sniffed hard, rubbed his hands and said to himself:

"It's so damn cold. It's like that time when I put my hands in my pockets and was blown by the wind and couldn't show off..."

At this time, a pair of warm, soft and boneless jade hands grabbed Chu Hao's hands and rubbed them softly. Secretary Jin Jing's calm voice sounded:

"Mr. Chu, it's nearly thirty degrees below zero today. With all due respect, the clothes you are wearing are not thick enough and not wind-resistant enough. In my opinion, they are hand-sewn everywhere and inevitably leave holes. I need to buy you some."

A down jacket to keep out the cold..."

"You know nothing! This is the cotton-padded jacket that my mother sewed for me with her own hands, the thread in her loving mother's hands, and the clothes on my body that I wore when I was a child. All the clothes I have worn since I was a child were sewn by my mother's own hands. The fancy clothes outside are many times better.

.....”

Chu Hao glanced at Jin Jing unhappily. The bride was wearing a thick woolen khaki coat, which made the front buttons painfully tight.

The lower body is a professional black hip-hugging skirt, and the lower body is two beautiful legs wrapped in rousi.

I have to say, the bridesmaids are so beautiful in their outfits!

It's beautiful. Aren't the ladies afraid of the cold?

He picked up the rousi with his hands, curled his lips and said:

"Secretary Jin, you have the nerve to accuse me. I think you want style rather than warmth. You want me to wear a down jacket, but you are only wearing a pair of Siwa underneath. As the old saying goes, people warm their legs and dogs warm their mouths. If you wear something like this, your two

After the cold wind entered my body, I will wait for my old cold legs in the future..."

After spending time with Chu Hao for a long time, Jin Jing's Chinese proficiency has improved a lot, and she can now understand the witticisms that pop out of his mouth from time to time.

However, when she heard the phrase "it's important to have grace, not warmth", a smile appeared on Guazi's face, which was always calm and composed with delicate light makeup, and she opened her red lips and explained:

"Mr. Chu, my siwa is not an ordinary siwa. It looks very thin on the outside, but it is actually a very thick warm siwa. The effect is equivalent to the thick cotton pants you wear..."

"It's nonsense, I don't believe it unless you peel it off and show me..."

"Okay, I'll take it off now..."

Seeing that Jin Jing was really trying to take off her clothes, Chu Hao hurriedly held down her hand and coughed:
Chapter completed!