jdhmnovel Chapter 267 It’s late and it’s snowing. Can I drink a glass of water?
Chapter 267 It’s late and it’s snowing. Can I drink a glass of water?
Chapter 267: It's going to snow in the evening, can I drink a cup of wine?
The next morning, Qiu Huoming was awakened by his younger sister. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already daylight outside. It was the first time in his life that he overslept.
"Brother, are you still boxing today?" the younger sister asked, lying on the head of his bed.
He sat up suddenly. He went to bed late last night and did not draw the curtains. The world outside the window was already covered in white. The snow was so white that even the sky was brightened up, making it dazzlingly white.
Qiu Huoming yawned, "Let's sweep the snow today!"
"Yeah! I want to build a snowman!"
"Take good care of your feet." Qiu Huoming glanced at his little sister's cotton shoes.
"I'm wearing thick socks..."
The younger sister turned around and walked out, calling the older sister as she walked, "Sister, we won't be doing boxing today. Let's go shovel the snow with shovels..."
The two of them went to the utility room to look for something while whispering to each other.
Qiu Huoming put on a cotton coat and walked out in cotton shoes, leaving several footprints in the yard.
The side dish is stir-fried Chinese mustard greens with shredded chili peppers. It’s so comfortable to eat a bowl of noodles on a cold day.
He bent down and cleaned the area at the door, then blew out a breath, which formed a white mist in the air. He enjoyed himself for a while.
The depression I had been feeling was covered by the endless snow...
He stomped his feet at the gate of the yard for a while, shouted, and called Qiu Huoming out.
Ten minutes later, a snowman wearing a straw hat, carrying a broom, with a pointed nose and red gloves was made.
The two little girls were tired from playing, so they let Qiu Huoming go back.
They stood on both sides of the snowman, one on the left and one on the right, with their rosy faces leaning against the snowman's straw hat and their eyes curved with smiles.
A happy day is a happy day. Qiu Huoming put down the shovel, somersaulted in the snow next to him, and then laughed out loud.
He turned back to the yard and piled up the snow he had shoveled. When the pile reached 80 to 90 centimeters high, he stopped...
In the vast universe, human beings are as small as dust...
"Okay, I'll change my shoes."
He went home to rest for a while before going out, stepping on the ankle-deep snow and coming to Qiu Huoming's house.
The younger sister shouted at the gate of the yard.
The road ahead is too long and he can't do it alone.
The eldest sister stuck out her tongue and said, "I'll get it right away."
There were three people at home without any adult to supervise them. After dinner, they started to make a lot of noise like set-aside birds.
The older sister and the younger sister used the sheets to make various clothing shapes, and even asked Qiu Huoming to be the referee...
Qiu Huoming rubbed his hands, took the shovel from the younger sister, and said to the older sister: "Don't sweep the snow anymore. The snow is so thick that you can't sweep it. I'll shovel the snow, and you two can build a snowman..."
Zhang Yougen rushed back to the compound from outside, looking exhausted.
"Brother, come in and help us choose a nose!"
The younger sister and the older sister squatted in front of the snow pile and started to pinch the snowman's head.
In a short while, Qiu Huoming had shoveled a path in the yard. Snowflakes were still falling, but they were much smaller than last night.
A thin layer of snow had accumulated on the open space in the yard that had been swept in the morning. The chickens had returned to the coop, leaving many small footprints in the yard.
As soon as he saw Qiu Huoming, he complained, "This snow didn't fall earlier or later, but it had to fall today. I almost couldn't come back. Let's go. We can't ride a bike on this road. Let's walk."
Qiu Huoming walked to the gate of the yard, bent down and continued shoveling. Before long, sweat broke out on his forehead and steam came out of his head. He then stopped and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
The eldest sister cooked noodles and fried an egg for everyone.
He couldn't wear sneakers anymore, so he changed into a pair of high rubber rain boots. His parents hadn't come home yet, so he said goodbye to his elder sister and then left the yard right after Zhang Yougen.
The younger sister came out wearing a pair of woolen gloves and dragging a shovel. The older sister couldn't find any tools to shovel the snow, so she simply went to the corner and picked up a broom.
Having a brief moment of leisure, Qiu Huoming put aside his pride and mingled with them.
Qiu Huoming took a few steps back, stretched out his thumb and index finger to form a photo frame in the air, and the eldest and youngest sisters understood it immediately.
Qiu Huoming walked over quickly, put away the shovel, and the three of them gathered around the pile of snow and began to show their magical powers...
The eldest sister put down the broom, stepped on the snow around the yard, and then squatted down to look at the footprints on the snow. "It's really fun."
In the evening, the snow finally stopped.
He was too lazy to go out, so the cat was reading a book in the hut.
Because it was snowing, my parents had lunch at work and didn't come back.
"coming."
The sky gradually darkened, and there were almost no people on the road. There were deep and shallow ruts on both sides of the street. The wind blew over, and the chill penetrated into the bones.
Qiu Huoming yelled, "Stop moving, start taking pictures... click!"
This scene was remembered by him firmly...
Qiu Huoming smiled and said, "Hongye, you should also wear a pair of gloves. Even though it doesn't seem cold, your fingers will get frostbite if you play for a while longer."
His parents went to work and did not ride their bikes. There was a layer of snow on the bike. He stretched himself. He was still very drunk last night. After washing his face with cold water, he finally felt refreshed.
Qiu Huoming hesitated a little, "Brother Yougen, do we have to eat this meal today?"
Zhang Yougen curled his lips, "Fang Jun made a bet with me, I won't lose to him, let's go, it's not far..."
The sky darkened, and a cool white light shone through the snow, but the road was still visible.
Qiu Huoming and Zhang Yougen walked towards the city center, one step deep and one step shallow...
The two of them were heading in the direction of my younger sister's school. The students were on vacation, and most of the shops on this street were closed. There were only a few open, all of which were grocery stores.
"We're here, we're here." Zhang Yougen turned smoothly on the street and entered an alley.
This is the dormitory area of the supply and marketing cooperative.
After entering the alley, the street lights finally came on. The dim light shone on the wall, revealing the messy dead grass and vines at the corner.
There was an iron door next to it, half open, and you could see the dormitory building inside. It was five stories high and there were two of them, with lights on in most of the windows.
Zhang Yougen entered the first building. The corridor was pitch black. He looked up and guessed that the lights in the building were broken. He turned around and asked Qiu Huoming, "Did you bring a flashlight?"
"No."
Zhang Yougen took a few steps back, walked out of the corridor, looked up at one of the windows and shouted at the top of his voice, "Fang Jun, come down to pick them up..."
The window on the third floor was pushed open from the inside with a "click", and a few pieces of snow fell and hit the ground, making a slight sound.
Fang Jun's slightly plump face popped out of the window. "Wow, he's really here. Wait, he'll be down soon."
"Click" the window closed again.
After a while, a flashlight flashed in the corridor and hurried footsteps were heard.
The light flickered to the entrance of the corridor, and Fang Jun walked out. "Huo Ming, we haven't seen each other for half a year. You've become more handsome. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others."
"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way. It's freezing cold."
Zhang Yougen shrank his neck and cursed in a bad tone.
"Have you eaten explosives?" Fang Jun glanced at him, turned around and walked into the corridor, "We're having a three-fresh hotpot today. The rice wine is already heated up. We're just waiting for you to come..."
Zhang Yougen then smiled, "That's more like it. I'm going to change my socks at your house. My shoes are wet..."
Qiu Huoming glanced at his shoes. The light in the building was too dim and he couldn't see clearly. No wonder he was so angry just now. He was probably really cold.
The door to the third floor was open, and warm light poured into the corridor, which was cluttered with a lot of miscellaneous items.
There was a dining table in the living room with a small coal stove on it. There was an iron plate with water underneath and an iron pot on the stove. The soup was hot and there was smoke. The temperature indoors was obviously much higher than outside.
Before Qiu Huoming even got close, he already felt a warm feeling coming over him...
There was a tattered sofa next to them, with two people sitting on it, a man and a woman. The man was Xiao Qian, Fang Jun's subordinate, and the girl was a stranger. She had a light-colored floral apron tied around her waist, had short hair, was a little plump, and looked somewhat like Xiao Qian.
"Brother Jun, are you just going to eat the pot with the window closed?"
Qiu Huoming asked with a frown.
"It's so cold with the window open. It's okay. We eat like this all the time. It'll be fine."
"Come, let me introduce you. I won't introduce Xiao Qian. This is Xiao Qian's cousin Wei Changchun. She also made the pot today."
Then he introduced Qiu Huoming and Zhang Yougen, "These two are my brothers. Come, sit down and eat."
Zhang Yougen slapped him, "Socks!"
Fang Jun grinned, "I forgot, come on, go into the inner room and look for it yourself."
Qiu Huoming took a look at Zhang Yougen's cotton shoes, and sure enough, the uppers were wet.
After he changed his socks and put on a pair of Chen Jun's shoes, he had big feet and could only walk in slippers.
"Brother Jun, why did you move here?" Qiu Huoming asked.
Fang Jun smiled and said, "I have been living in the house I rented for more than two months."
Qiu Huoming walked to the window and opened it a crack before walking back. "Carbon monoxide poisoning is no small matter."
"Okay, I'll listen to you. You're a college student."
Upon hearing this, Wei Changchun couldn't help but look at Qiu Huoming a few more times.
Zhang Yougen leaned close to Qiu Huoming and whispered, "These two are on a blind date."
Qiu Huoming suddenly realized.
It seems that Fang Jun also wants to settle down, no wonder he rented a house outside.
Wei Changchun looked very young. Xiao Qian's family was a sailor, so she was probably also...
There were several bowls filled with vegetables on the coffee table next to it.
A pot of warm wine was taken out from the washbasin. The girl was very diligent. She placed a bowl and chopsticks in front of each person, and then filled the bowl with rice wine.
Fang Jun seemed very satisfied. He stood up and picked up a piece of chicken for Qiu Huoming. Then he said, "Fill your stomach first and eat the chicken in the pot. Then we will blanch the other dishes."
Zhang Yougen sneered and drank the wine in the glass first, then said: "You are such a woman, you can't even drink happily."
Qiu Huoming quickly ate the piece of chicken and ignored Zhang Yougen's provocation.
Fang Jun narrowed his eyes, a hint of murderous intent appeared on his face, "Who the hell is this woman? I'm here to take care of Huo Ming, Mr. Zhang. With your poor drinking capacity, I can take on two of you!"
Xiao Qian looked at Zhang Yougen with disdain. Ever since this guy got involved with Jun Ge, Jun Ge stopped telling him many things. He also had no idea what kind of love potion this guy had given Jun Ge.
Brother Jun gave him face, but he didn't give Brother Jun face.
Xiao Qian frowned and forced a smile: "Brother Yougen, I toast you a glass."
Zhang Yougen raised his glass and motioned for him to fill it up.
Fang Jun knew his character. He didn't care about this guy who never said a good word. "Xiao Qian, why is he toasting with an empty glass? Fill it up."
Xiao Qian's ears turned red and he quickly picked up the wine jug to fill the glass.
After a few drinks, the atmosphere at the table became lively.
Qiu Huoming drank a bowl of soup and ate a few pieces of chicken. Wei Changchun, who was sitting opposite him, stood up and picked up some meatballs and egg dumplings for him.
In a short while, Xiao Qian, Fang Jun and Zhang Yougen had already started fighting, and Fang Jun simply switched positions with Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming didn't know whether to persuade her or not, so he just watched from the other side and started eating.
Then they just made him drink a glass of wine and let him go.
Wei Changchun leaned close to Qiu Huoming and whispered, "Are there many female college students?"
Qiu Huoming glanced at her. Wei Changchun was a typical small town girl. Her clothes were a little more rustic than those in the county town, but she was still pretty. Seeing that she was curious, he replied:
"I'm studying engineering, and there are only five girls in my class... In other classes, there are even fewer girls."
Wei Changchun covered her mouth and laughed. She held up the wine glass and said, "Xiao Qiu, I toast you. You are the first college student I know."
Qiu Huoming was embarrassed. He raised his wine glass and said, "I really can't drink much. Let's have this one."
Fang Jun happened to hear it, and he slapped him, "Women can do whatever they want, but we men can't."
Qiu Huoming said with a bitter face, "Okay, I'll do it, Sister Wei, you can do whatever you want..."
Zhang Yougen leaned forward, stretched out his long arms, and snatched the cup from Qiu Huoming's hand, "I'll drink it for him."
Before Qiu Huoming could snatch it back, the glass of wine had already fallen into Zhang Yougen's stomach.
Fang Jun snorted coldly, "You take good care of him!"
"He can't drink much. I can't handle it in this heavy snow..."
"Hahahaha..." Fang Jun laughed wildly.
Qiu Huoming was ashamed again.
After this episode, Wei Changchun no longer asked him to drink. She was also an extrovert by nature, and her initial restraint disappeared. She also raised her glass and joined the battle.
Fang Jun simply moved out several bottles of rice wine stored in the room. At first, he patiently heated up the wine, but later he drank it cold...
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qiu Huoming happily filled a bowl of rice, poured chicken soup on it, picked up a few egg dumplings, and began to eat with relish.
In the cold winter, pot is the best way to keep you warm.
When he finally had enough to eat and drink, the battle situation over there became clear. The only one who could still stand was Zhang Yougen, while the others were lying on the table, talking nonsense.
There were several empty bottles scattered on the ground...
The aftereffect of rice wine is strong and it only takes a while for it to last after you drink it.
Qiu Huoming scratched the back of his head and said, "Brother Yougen, what should we do?"
"Let's go... let's go, this is his house, we can fall down anywhere... sleep anywhere... it's really fucking cool."
Qiu Huoming nodded, took the iron pot wrapped in a rag and took it down, then carried the stove to the balcony, sealed the stove mouth, and then went back into the house.
His house consists of one bedroom and one living room, but luckily there is a broken sofa in the living room.
Zhang Yougen blushed and watched him busying around with a smile on his face. Suddenly, he slid down the wall and sat down on the ground.