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Chapter 787 It’s Snowing (Update )

A meal for both the guest and the host.

After the children finished eating, they couldn't wait to go out to play. The adults stayed in the main room to drink tea and chat. The betrothal gift had been decided for a long time. Today's visit was more of a ritual and a sign of respect for the woman.

The Huo family didn't leave until after three o'clock in the afternoon. The Huo Huaixu brothers were reluctant to leave. Song Hongguo brought them a few bags of food, which made them smile.

Watching the jeep drive away, Zhao Zhenhua said with envy, "When will I be able to drive a car in this life? Even a tractor..."

Zhao Baoqing drank a lot of wine at noon, and his face was still rosy now. Hearing this, he laughed and cursed, "You still want to drive a tractor? I can't even think about it. Our commune only has one, so I keep it as a treasure. People are staring at you even if you touch me. How shameless are you?"

Zhao Zhenhua said with a playful smile, "Can't you just have a sweet dream?"

Song Hongguo said, "Dreams will always come true."

Cars are a rarity now, but they won’t be that valuable in 20 or 30 years. If you can seize the opportunity of reform and opening up and become the fastest to become rich, buying a car will be standard.

Her tone was firm, and it was obvious that she didn't say it casually. Zhao Zhenhua felt comfortable and laughed happily, "Then let me borrow my cousin's blessing. If I can get in the car, I will take my cousin around our commune first."

Song Hongguo raised the corners of her lips, "Okay..."

After they also left, Song Hongguo packed up the money and belongings sent by the Huo family and went to lie down on the kang. She had been busy all afternoon and was still very tired.

Later in the evening, it started to snow. It wasn't heavy, but it was falling all the time. When I woke up the next day, I saw that the yard outside was covered with a thin layer, and immediately there was a beautiful scenery covered with pink makeup and jade.

Especially the two persimmon trees are as beautiful as oil paintings, which is amazing. The other flowers and plants are covered with a layer of white snow, and they are more beautiful and pure. There are also those green vegetables, which have been blown away by the wind. The snow seems to make the greenery even more green, and the snow-white world looks beautiful and charming.

What followed was a sudden drop in temperature.

Song Hongguo found thick cotton clothes and trousers for the two children. When she went out, she was fully equipped with a scarf, hat and gloves. She also put on a military coat and cotton shoes, and wrapped her face with a scarf. When riding the bicycle, only one of her eyes was exposed. .

The snow on the road has been cleared away by early-rising commune members from nearby villages. When we arrived at the commune, everyone we met could not help but shrink their necks from the cold and walk in a hurry. At the moment, there were still only a few people who could use scarves. At the school gate , the children even yelled at Feng Xuechui, their little faces were red and even a little chapped, and they came running one by one so that they could keep warm.

Song Hongguo watched the two children enter the classroom and chatted a few words with Li Qingxiu. As the age director, she usually stood at the school gate to greet the students in the morning if she had nothing to do.

"Miss..."

"Hey, red fruit, is it cold?"

"It's not cold. I'm wrapped up so tightly. How about you? Why don't you wear a hat and gloves?"

Li Qingxiu was also wrapped in a military coat, with a gray cotton scarf around his neck. His hair was a little messy, and his face was pale and pale. He was obviously very cold.

However, she smiled brightly. Seeing that Song Hongguo still cared about her, her eyes were warm and soft, "Sister, I'm not cold. I'll go into the house later. There's a stove in the house and it's very warm."

Song Hongguo said "Yes", "What about the students' classrooms? Are there stoves?" Li Qingxiu nodded, "Yes, but they use firewood, and the children have to make them themselves."

Song Hongguo turned her head, and sure enough, she saw black smoke starting to pour out of the classroom windows in the distance. The students were coughing and running out. She twitched the corner of her mouth, but didn't say anything.

This is the current environment. The hardware conditions of the school in the factory are quite good, but the commune primary school does not even have a stove.

When they arrived at the department, they saw Xu Xianghong stamping her feet. Song Hongguo asked with concern, "What's going on?"

Xu Xianghong frowned and smiled bitterly, "I used to suffer from chilblains on the front line. I was cured at that time, but it happened every year after that. My feet were itchy and painful. Not to mention how uncomfortable it felt. It was also on my hands and ears." , when the weather gets cold, there is no comfortable place in the whole body, and I suffer from old sins..."

Song Hongguo listened to her helpless complaints, took off his military coat, added a vest to the sweater, and then put on a white coat. The vest was made of down and protected the chest and back so that he could sit in the room.

Naturally, there was no heating or stove in the house. He had to rely on shaking hands and feet to keep warm. It was really hard to endure the winter.

She brewed red date tea and warmed her hands in an enamel jar. She thought that there might be an ointment specifically designed to relieve chilblains in later generations, so she responded, "I have heard of a prescription from others and it is said to be very effective. I looked for all the herbs later." , I will make an ointment for you, you can apply it to try the effect..."

Hearing this, Xu Xianghong said hurriedly, "Really? That's great. It doesn't need to be completely cured. As long as you can control the itching and pain, you have done me a big favor. Thank you, Hongguo..."

"Why are you so polite..." Song Hongguo was chatting with her while wandering around the mall distractedly. When she saw the old-fashioned hot water bottles, she quickly bought three of them. There was also a layer of velvet cover wrapped around the outside, which could protect her from the cold. It can also slow down the heat dissipation if it is hot to your hands.

The system reminded faintly, "Why only three? Doesn't the male god deserve it?"

Hearing this, Song Hongguo felt guilty for a moment. She had indeed forgotten about it just now, so she hurriedly bought another one. At the same time, she pretended to be calm and explained to herself, "I thought that if men are not used to using this, they will be laughed at..."

The system snorted, "I'll just pretend that I believe it. Just make sure you're happy."

Song Hongguo choked at the rebuke and abruptly changed the subject, "Would you like to stop visiting the Lu family? Lu Bing's place has been quiet for a few days. If there is no guarantee, there will be some action soon. Let's be prepared."

Although it was a matter of changing the topic, it was still a serious matter. The system was immediately affected and did not bother to try to seduce her anymore. "Okay, I'll go right away. You can go shopping and buy whatever the male idol needs. Oh my god." It's so cold, and there's no heating in the research institute. The handsome man must be freezing if he sits in the room for a long time. Otherwise, why don't you get him a down vest to wear..."

Song Hongguo rolled her eyes, "There are no down products on the market now. Do you think I haven't exposed enough?"

"Is that the head office of Silk Cotton?"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I'll give it to him at noon and keep it so he doesn't freeze, okay?"

"Isn't this your responsibility as a wife?"

"..."

After the system left, patients began to come to her door. She could no longer care about anything else. After working for a while, she found some time and chose a silk vest for Huo Minglou. It was black, with a simple style and hand-sewn details. Traces, given to him, will not arouse suspicion.

She wanted to give it to him in person while eating, but at noon, Li He came to tell her that the institute had received a new research project and Huo Minglou was closed again.