Far away in Moscow

Chapter 166
"Size. I don't know."

"How tall are you? Fat or thin?"

"About... 1.7 meters in the early part? It's about Qi Er or Qi San. Not fat or thin, just right."

"1.7 meters three? Tsk tsk, taller than me." Fu Jiahui compared several pairs of trousers in his hands, and finally picked out two and handed them to Hu Yi: "Look, if you are satisfied, wrap them up and pack them up." .”

Hu Yi took it with a smile: "Don't look at it, I don't understand it either. You are an expert, and your eyes must be right."

"Hey, it's a pity that I haven't met my sister-in-law. If I can take a look, I'll be more sure." Fu Jiahui stuffed the other trousers back into his bag, turned around and clapped his hands: "Go back and let her try it on, if it doesn't fit, come back and change it. "

"Okay." Hu Yi happily put the two trousers into the paper bag carefully, and nodded vigorously to him: "Thank you, Jiahui."

"Okay, don't be polite and nasty all day long for trivial matters." Fu Jiahui waved his hand pretending to be impatient: "I'll be fine after picking up the goods this afternoon, you go back early to spend a good New Year with my sister-in-law... Eh? Old Maozi, it’s not the Spring Festival, right?”

Hu Yi smiled triumphantly: "Old Maozi is definitely not celebrating the Spring Festival. But she has it, follow me."

"Look at your beauty, isn't it great to have a girlfriend?" Fu Jiahui scolded with a smile, "Damn it, you're provoking me, a bachelor! Hurry up and deliver the goods!"

The business at the booth was good in the morning, so Fu Jiahui left after being busy for a while.Hu Yi scrambled to deliver the trousers a few more times, and waited in the box to pick up the goods after lunch.

After all, it is New Year's Eve, and there are not many stalls that need to pick up goods today.Just after four o'clock, many boxes were closed, and the bosses said auspicious words to each other for New Year's greetings, and went home happily to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Uncle Yu next door also had a few packages arriving today, so he waited and didn't leave.His only hobby in his spare time was chatting with people, and he chatted non-stop with whoever caught him.

Hu Yi chatted with him for more than an hour in the afternoon, his head was buzzing, so he hid in the box alone and turned on the light to read.Uncle Yu sat outside for a while, then dragged the chair to the door of the box unwillingly: "It's snowed all day, and it's not too small."

"Yes." Hu Yi didn't look up.

Uncle Yu looked at him: "Are you reading? What kind of book?"

"novel."

"College students are great. They can read novels. I can't even read newspapers fluently. When I read books, I only read comic books."

"That's good too."

"What's the matter! It's hard to be uneducated." Uncle Yu sighed leisurely: "In the past, when I went out to do business, people who could read could write letters to my family. My wife knew that I was illiterate, so she didn't write for me."

Hu Yi heard that Uncle Yu's family chattered non-stop, and was too embarrassed to be too indifferent, so he closed the book and said with a smile: "Then how do you usually pass the time?"

"Chat with people." Uncle Yu spread his hands: "I used to be able to watch TV and listen to semiconductors in China, but now I can't understand anything in this damn place. It's hard. I think it over, my son is here Go to university in China and graduate next year, if the business here can continue by then, let him replace me."

Hu Yi frowned and smiled: "Your son is about to graduate from college, do you still plan to let him come to Moscow to practice?"

"Otherwise, why?" Uncle Yu slapped his thigh: "I worked so hard to earn money so that he can go to college and be educated. When he is educated, he will naturally come back to start his own business. The big money here is not good. Earn, do you want to work for other people?"

Hu Yi was dumbfounded for a moment, feeling that his point of view was not easy to refute, so he raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Let's go, the car should be here soon."

The two got up and were about to lock the box, when they suddenly saw a person walking towards them in the wind and snow in the distance in the night, and they didn't realize it was Fu Jiahui until they got closer.

"Jiahui? Why are you back?"

"Uncle Yu, Lao Hu." Fu Jiahui was slightly out of breath after leaving, "I heard that the snow is very heavy at the airport today, and the delivery is relatively slow, and the car may not arrive until later."

"Later?" Uncle Yu was stunned for a moment: "How late is that?"

Fu Jiahui frowned and shook his head: "That's not clear, I only know that our goods haven't been loaded yet."

"The car hasn't been loaded yet?! What time will it be!" Uncle Yu scolded a series of words that Hu Yi couldn't understand angrily, turned around and went back to his box with his hands behind his back.

Hu Yi is also a little silly. He used to pick up the goods very late occasionally, but today is the [-]th year after all. Natasha and Fang Qing are still waiting for him to go back to eat the New Year's Eve dinner. He is not prepared to work overtime Prepare.

Fu Jiahui glanced at him, and sighed bitterly: "I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. It seems that it will delay your Chinese New Year."

"Ah? It's okay!" Hu Yi thought that Fu Jiahui had just given him a pair of trousers in the morning, and the words of thanks were still on his lips, so he must not make things difficult for the boss at such a time.

So he grinned: "Hey, isn't this what I'm doing? Jiahui, you can just make a phone call, why bother to come here?"

"I don't live far away, so it's not troublesome to come here. How could I just make a phone call and let you stay until midnight." Fu Jiahui seemed relieved, and added: "It doesn't matter what you usually do. Today's New Year's Eve, It's really inhumane to keep you here."

"Don't think so." Hu Yi smiled and patted him on the back: "I ate a bowl of noodles with fried sauce at the small restaurant next to me at noon. The fried sauce must have expired, and I feel uncomfortable in my stomach right now. Anyway I can’t eat anything when I go back, so I just have a rest here. You, don’t worry about anything, go home with peace of mind.”

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Fu Jiahui nodded, took out a few rubles and stuffed them into Hu Yi's hands: "It's not safe in the subway at night, you can take a taxi home after you're done."

Hu Yi looked at the dim light by the side of the box, and Fu Jiahui also paid the fare when he picked up the goods very late before, usually five hundred rubles, but now he has three banknotes with a face value of one thousand in his hand.

"No, no, it's too much." Hu Yi shook his head quickly: "It's enough for me to take a taxi home for [-]."

"Stop talking nonsense." Fu Jiahui couldn't help but push back his hand: "That's to catch up with today's Chinese New Year, and I wouldn't give you a cent if it were normal."

"Hey... okay." Hu Yi was both happy and embarrassed, and was about to put the money in his pocket when Uncle Yu came over from behind: "Xiao Hu, are you going to stay to pick up the goods at night?"

"Yes." Hu Yi took a look at his expectant expression, and took the initiative to say: "If you trust me, you can rest assured to go home for the New Year. I will help you bring the goods back in the evening, how about it?"

"What words! Of course you can believe it!" Uncle Yu squinted his eyes: "Then please help me. Oh, I am really very embarrassed on New Year's Eve."

Hu Yi grinned cheerfully: "It's okay! Anyway, our two families are next to each other, and one sheep can be herded and two sheep can be herded. It's no trouble."

"Thank you, thank you! Please, brother Hu!" Uncle Yu locked his box, handed the three keys to Hu Yi, and then cupped his hands at him: "I wish you a New Year's greeting in advance, happy new year!"

Fu Jiahui suddenly coughed next to him, and Uncle Yu glanced at him, pretending to be displeased and said, "What are you doing? Are you worried that Uncle, I don't understand the rules?" After saying that, he handed over the money he had already held in his hand: " Take a taxi home at night, don't think too little."

"No, no, Jiahui gave me the fare." Hu Yi turned sideways and refused to pick it up.

Fu Jiahui took a step forward and snatched the banknote from Uncle Yu's hand: "It's only five hundred rubles? Uncle Yu, did you make a mistake?! It's Chinese New Year today!"

"Ah, that's right!" Uncle Yu slapped his forehead hard, and took out another five hundred: "I'm so confused! Thanks to Jiahui for reminding me!"

Fu Jiahui stretched out his hand to pull Hu Yi, stuffed a thousand rubles into his pocket, and then raised his wrist to look at his watch: "It's almost five o'clock, it's snowing heavily today, the road is hard to walk, the car must be late. You mentioned After finishing the goods, go home and have a good rest, there is not much to do tomorrow, just come in the afternoon."

"Okay, I see." Hu Yiwei nodded slightly: "Bye, see you next year."

"Ha, see you next year, bye." Fu Jiahui took a few steps, then turned around and told him worriedly: "Don't wait in the box, find a restaurant to cook a few dishes later, and stay warm and comfortable inside." Let’s go to the parking lot every half an hour to have a look.”

"Got it." Hu Yi has been holding back since the morning to say something back to Fu Jiahui, and now he finally found the opportunity, and frowned and smiled at him, "Lorry is so talkative, like a bitch."

Fu Jiahui laughed a few times, and walked side by side with Yu Shushen.Hu Yi watched their figures disappear, and turned around to look at the entire 8th district that was plunged into darkness and silence, and suddenly felt extraordinarily peaceful in his heart.

This is the first time in my life that I spend New Year's Eve alone.The scene of celebrating the New Year in Moscow for the first time three years ago is still in front of my eyes: Li Baoqing invited Masha from Maji women's basketball team, Yu Feifei was busy preparing meals, Peng Song's spicy chicken that fell into the toilet, Vietnamese girl Damu Crying about my boyfriend being beaten, the endless poker games during the winter vacation, and a few video tapes that I can't get tired of watching over and over again.

Those days were really carefree.Hu Yi lowered his head and lit a cigarette, watching the smoke slowly rising from the falling snowflakes, he couldn't help laughing.He thought that he would definitely feel lonely tonight, but at this moment, his mood was surprisingly calm and indifferent.

Calm back to calm, I still have to find a way to pass the next few hours.Hu Yi first called Natasha, so that everyone didn't have to wait for him to eat, and then sat in the box and continued to flip through the novels rented from Da Liu's house.

There is a light bulb in the box, but this kind of dim yellow light is more troublesome for reading.Moreover, after the sun went down, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and a small wind whizzed in through the gaps in the box wall, making it difficult to sit inside right now.

Fortunately, the novel in hand has reached the finale.Hu Yi insisted on finishing the last few pages with his cold fingers, stuffed the novel into his arms, stood up and pulled the hat down, pulled up the scarf to cover his mouth and nose, put on gloves, turned off the light, exited the box and locked it Door.

(End of this chapter)