On the third day after Qi Lechuan went to Motuo, Wuxie took the young man to the rain village he mentioned.

On the way, Wuxie asked him, "Xiaochuan doesn't know what to do in Motuo. So it's so cold. Aren't she most afraid of the cold?"

Zhang Qiling's eyes drooped and said, "Look at the snow-capped mountains."

Wuxie saw the fat man from afar and didn't hear what the young man was saying. He said hello to the fat man before turning his head, "What?"

The guy didn't say anything more.

......

When she arrived at the snow mountain again, she still lived in Fuman's antique shop.

This time she met, she found that Fu Man was old and had white hair, but she was still wearing a Tibetan robe standing at the door, waving to her, saying in Mandarin, "Boss Qi, my hair is short and I look younger."

"Of course." She responded in Tibetan.

Aunt Fu was a little surprised, and then he kept communicating in Tibetan, "You can speak Tibetan, it's so fluent, you have been learning for a long time, right? By the way, where are the followers who love each other?"

But she said, "I learned some, but I can only understand a few words."

Aunt Fu didn't continue asking, she thought maybe it was because Qi Lechuan couldn't understand the following sentence, or maybe the two of them quarreled and did not start together.

She is welcome to stay here at Fu Man. One is that there are no close friends on the snow-capped mountains, and the other is that Qi Lechuan can occasionally watch the shop for her.

The weather was getting colder and more coal was added to the charcoal stove. The room was very warm, so she sat on the chair beside her butter tea.

When Fu Man came, the butter tea had almost evaporated. The boy-like appearance was stunned, making her thoughts empty. Her eyes seemed to be looking at the window behind the sofa, because through the window you could see the endless snow-capped mountains outside.

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"Ogawa?Ogawa?"

Fu Man entered the door with a box and called her several times. Qi Lechuan came back to his senses and took off the butter tea with a clip. He pulled the corner of his mouth in a embarrassed manner, "Sorry, I'm thinking about things, I'm a little fascinated."

Fu Man put down the box and smiled faintly, "It's okay, this is the last order. I have nothing to help anymore. If you want to do anything, you can go there."

She nodded lightly.

After a long time, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Man, "Aunt Fu, is the clothes I wore when I came last time still there?"

Fu Man went into the house to look for it. Speaking of which, Qi Lechuan wore this outfit into the snow mountain last time, but when he came out, his hidden robe was so wet that it was frozen.

Fu Man washed it and put it here. Later, when he left, Qi Lechuan did not take it away.

"Is this outfit?" Fu Man found it, with the dark blue and red overlapping, dazzling and beautiful.

Qi Lechuan nodded and changed into it and went to the Lama Temple on the Snow Mountain.

Fu Manli gave her at the door of the store. It was strange. She felt that she was in normal mood, but she was always in a daze. What was she thinking?

Snow Mountain Lama Temple.

A furnace at the door had not been removed yet, and a fire had been lit inside, and an old lama was cooking aside.

"Where are the distinguished guests?" The old lama asked when he saw someone coming.

"A ruin." She replied.

The old lama's eyes stagnated, and his eyes remained on her, as if he had seen her a few years ago. At that time, she had an unusual aura on her body, but now she is clean.

"Please come in and take a rest when you are a distinguished guest." The old lama invited.

She shook her head and looked at the higher snow-capped mountains, "No, I'll take a look. I'm going to go further."

The old lama wrapped a string of beads around his hands, closed his eyes with his hands closed, and recited the obscure Tibetan words.

A minute later, he raised his eyes and said to her, "Don't be persistent."

She also responded with her hands folded and her attitude was pious.

But his eyes fainted a little after turning around.

After she went to the Lama Temple that day, she went deep into the snow-capped mountains.

It was too cold on the snowy mountain, and she didn't like it.

But just on the white snow-capped mountains, the feeling of step by step made her feel a little peace in her heart.

Looking at the snow-covered mountain peaks, I can’t see the road ahead clearly, maybe it’s still far away.

No one knows what she did in the snow-capped mountains.

She went there for more than half a month, and when she came back, Fu Man was worried with the naked eye.

Fu Man thought she was going to play for a few days, but later she found out that Qi Lechuan was alone and went deep into the snow-capped mountains.

Fortunately, when I came back, I met a team of porters who were going up the mountain to deliver goods, so Qi Lechuan came back with them.

Fu Man looked around and nagged, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm back safely. If I'm as embarrassed as last time, Aunt Fu, I'll be heartbroken and cry again."

Qi Lechuan curled his lips and smiled without responding.

When she returned to the room and sat next to the charcoal stove, she took a while before lifting her robe and exposing her knees.

The wounds on it were red and swollen, and they all began to turn blue.

Fu Man was both distressed and angry, so he brought her the medicine for injury, "Lechuan, Lechuan, Snow Mountain is so dangerous, so you shouldn't go. Look at this injury, you're going to suffer again."

She took the medicine and seemed to have no idea that it hurt, and she still curled her lips, "The snow-capped road was slippery, and she fell several times, but she didn't hurt her bones. She will be cured in a few days."

In this way, she lived here, and sat by the charcoal stove to cook butter tea and stared in a daze until the New Year was about to celebrate again. Qi Lechuan said goodbye to Fu Man.

Before leaving that day, Fu Man sent her away. When the two hugged each other, they didn't know what they said, which completely made a string in Qi Lechuan's heart collapse.

She cried in a silence, and Fu Manan quietly patted her back to comfort her.

Also said,

The snow-capped mountain that belongs to Qilechuan will always be there.

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...

When Qi Lechuan pulled his suitcase back to the old house, Zhang Rishan stood in the yard and looked at her.

"Boy, if you have the patriarch to support you, you won't even go back to your home?"

She raised her hand to surrender, and said bluntly, "It's true."

Zhang Rishan was helpless.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, Qi Lechuan wants to go to Wuxie and others to celebrate the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Rishan did not object. He was going back to the Crescent Hotel for the New Year this year.

Yin Nanfeng was waiting for someone early in the morning. She leaned against the gate and turned a key in her hand, curled the corners of her mouth, and then coughed lightly to make her look right.

It was not until she saw someone coming that she spoke sarcastically, "Oh, the old guy is back? Why, I'm going to celebrate the New Year at the Crescent Hotel this year?"

Zhang Rishan was wearing a gray windbreaker, putting his hands in his pocket, pressing the corners of his lips slightly, looking at her, "Not welcome?"

She twitched and said, "Don't think I don't know. Chuanchuan is going to Yucun this year, so I won't take you."

Zhang Rishan said nothing and raised his foot and walked inward.

"Chuanchuan doesn't want you, tsk, some old people are really sad." She followed her and smiled.

He was upset by the trouble, his eyes froze and he turned over the old accounts, "When Wuxie implemented the Sand Sea Plan, you have not settled the score with you for making trouble in Jiumen."

She then closed her mouth awkwardly.

Zhang Rishan was finally purified.

Here, Hei Ye drove and took Lechuan and Nuannuan to the Yucun, the Wuxie-speaking Yucun.
Chapter completed!