I don’t know how long I walked. When I woke up, the sky had become dark. Qiao Xinwei closed her eyes and clung to Jiang Hao’s back. He kept carrying her, “Honey, my legs are numb and I can’t feel anything.”
"You're still yelling, but the person carrying you hasn't said a word yet." Jiang Hao pinched her butt gently.
"Oh, it's itchy, don't make trouble," Qiao Xinwei hugged Jiang Hao's neck tightly and asked, "What time is it?"
Jiang Hao looked up at the sun hanging on the mountainside in the west, "It's almost three o'clock, are you cold?"
"Well, where is this?" Opening her eyes, Qiao Xinwei realized that there was no longer endless white snow around them, and there seemed to be a small town with lights not far away.
She was very curious, "Didn't you say that the road was blocked and you couldn't get out?"
"The car can't get out, but I'm taking a small road."
"So that's it. How long have we been walking?"
"I was gone for two hours."
"..." Well, it's you, it's you, you've been gone for two hours, so long, no wonder I fell asleep.
The two rows of shops on the street are lit with lights, and there are arches on the street with the banner of "New Year's Goods Festival" on them. The New Year is approaching, and the New Year's Goods Festival is being held here. At a glance, this New Year's Goods Street, which is about 100 meters long, is as bright as day.
, the crowds were coming and going, it was so lively.
"Put me down... oh, it hurts." After carrying it for too long, my legs were numb. When I jumped down, the nerves in the soles of my feet suddenly twitched.
She staggered and fell forward. Fortunately, Jiang Hao had quick eyesight and quick hands to catch her, "Be careful."
"Oh my God, I can't feel my feet at all. It hurts as soon as I hit the ground. Oops, it's over, it's over, I'm disabled."
"Slow down, shake slowly, your blood circulation is not smooth, you can't be disabled."
As night falls, the whole street becomes prosperous. Although the weather is cold, it can't stop people from joining in the fun. The whole street is filled with the aroma of bacon and sausages, which can be smelled far away.
Qiao Xinwei was extremely happy. She was like an 18-year-old girl who had just started to fall in love. She took Jiang Hao's hand and shook it, and she was still humming.
Jiang Hao was extremely reluctant and shook her hand away, "Hey, can you be normal?" Displeasure was written on his face, and he lowered his voice to remind, "Everyone around us is looking at us."
"What's wrong with this? Is this abnormal?" Qiao Xinwei refused and held his hand, "Aren't you happy that I'm going out with my husband to go shopping? This is a reasonable and legal thing."
Reasonable, reasonable, and legal, these words sounded so familiar. Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and saw that she was indeed the woman he was interested in. He smiled helplessly.
Seeing him smiling, she simply hugged his arm, wrapped her hands tightly around his big palm, and pulled him forward coquettishly, "Honey, I'm hungry, I want to eat Roujiamo."
In the nearby shop, a steamer was steaming, and a woman in her forties or fifties was busy outside. She was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, her cheeks were red from the cold, and her hands were frostbitten, swollen like steamed buns.
Her husband, the owner of this shop, is making cakes inside, and the couple work together to run this small shop.
"Boss, please have two servings of Roujiamo. There must be enough meat."
"Okay, wait a moment."
Qiao Xinwei held Jiang Hao's hand tightly and looked at the couple. She suddenly said with emotion: "Like them, although they are not rich and powerful, they can be together through thick and thin, and they will be happy all their lives like this."
At this time, the boss came out with the meat buns and handed a pair of gloves to his wife, "I asked you to come out and put on the gloves and see how your hands are frozen... Your meat buns cost five yuan in total."