"Third Uncle, we can't leave yet.”
"What about my Old Yi?”
A middle-aged woman looked anxious.
Yan Bugui said coldly.
"What happened to Old Yi? He was taken away by the police?”
"He asked for it."
"Aunt Yi, do you dare to say that those five fake silver coins weren't in Old Yi's hands?”
When Yan Bugui finished speaking, the middle-aged woman's face instantly turned pale.
He secretly glanced at Silly Zhu from the corner of his eye, then turned around and slipped back into his room.
Ten minutes later.
The entire courtyard fell silent again.
In the backyard.
Li Yuanchao stuffed a round stool into the stove.
The room was warm.
She took off her shoes and lay on the bed.
He turned on the radio and fell asleep while listening to the radio.
The next morning.
As soon as Li Yuanchao woke up and pushed open the door, he saw small snowflakes falling from the sky like salt grains.
The first snow of the year had finally arrived in Beijing.
It announced the beginning of winter and the final phase of the year 62.
Standing outside the door, he felt the silence of the snow.
Li Yuanchao smoked his cigarette, opened his arms, and looked at the dark sky.
There was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
During breakfast.
A thin layer of snow had already fallen in the courtyard outside the house.
The snow fell quietly.
Silently.
Occasionally, the cold wind from the courtyard swept across the ground, blowing the snowflakes that had just fallen to the ground into the air.
Li Yuanchao ignored the system notification.
Eating meat in the morning, the beasts in the quad must be talking about it behind his back again.
Li Yuanchao had gotten used to it these few days.
But Li Yuanchao didn't care.
The more resentful they were, the more negative emotions the system collected.
He looked out the door again.
Silly Zhu, that kid, was already rushing towards the middle court, preparing to go to work.
Li Yuanchao finished the steamed bun in his hand.
He drank a cup of hot water from the porcelain teapot unhurriedly before strolling leisurely towards the rolling mill.
When they passed by the middle court.
A middle-aged woman stood in the courtyard with an ugly expression as if a dog had peed on her face. She raised her neck and pointed at Li Yuanchao as she scolded,
"Li Yuanchao, you damn beast, you're not human.”
"You're eating meat in the house, but my Old Yi is locked up in the police station?”
"You heartless thing. You harmed my Old Yi. You won't die a good death.”
Jia family.
Jia Dongxu heard a middle-aged woman scolding Li Yuanchao.
He lay on the brick bed and cursed.
"Li Yuanchao, you deserve a beating. If I wasn't paralyzed, I would have killed you with a knife today.”
Jia Dongxu cursed as he coughed up blood.
Li Yuanchao was busy with work and didn't have the time to deal with the old woman and the useless Jia Dongxu.
He glared at the middle-aged woman coldly.
A middle-aged woman was so frightened that she quickly ran into the house.
Ding! Negative emotions from a middle-aged woman 11.
Ding! Jia Dongxu's negative emotions 14.
....
Because of the snow.
This morning was not as cold as the previous few days.
They arrived at the factory.
Li Yuanchao saw someone starting to have fun in the compound of the factory.
In this day and age, people were always bound and their minds were always tense.
Taking advantage of the rare opportunity of snow, he could relax.
Although Li Yuanchao was of the same age as those people, he was still a little worried.
However, it seemed that because of the relationship between two lifetimes, he was relatively calm and reserved.
During lunch.
The snow in the factory compound was already two to three centimeters thick.
And the goose feather-like snow showed no signs of stopping.
It was still falling from the gloomy sky.
Some of the workers who had finished eating early bent over and held snowballs in their hands as they played around in the factory yard.
It seemed that no one wanted to give up this opportunity to play once a year.
Li Yuanchao walked to the door of the sixth workshop and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
It would be great if he could take a phone from the system and record these scenes.
However, Li Yuanchao sighed again.
It was useless even if he drew a phone from the system. There was no internet in China these days.
If they filmed it, they could only admire themselves.
Li Yuanchao stood up and wanted to walk into the workshop.
She glanced into the distance and saw Xu Damao blocking Qin Huiru in a corner, wanting to take advantage of her.
Xu Damao, this despicable person, was born to die, but he just had to like this.
Li Yuanchao flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and it flew directly into Xu Damao's neck.
Xu Damao was so hot that he jumped up and down.
Xu Damao jumped, and the cigarette butt went down his neck to his back.
Xu Damao couldn't catch it.
With a thud, he lay on the snow and wanted to roll around.
However, unfortunately…
There was a pile of steel nails where he had fallen.
Because it was snowing today, the nails were covered by the snow.
She howled.
Xu Damao bounced up from the ground.
Li Yuanchao saw that Xu Damao's back was full of nails and smiled in his heart.
"You deserve it!"
......
After work in the afternoon.
The first snow in Beijing had finally come to an end.
In the entire factory compound.
It was covered in a layer of white snow.
The entire rolling mill seemed to be draped in white.
He walked out of the workshop.
Li Yuanchao didn't stop at all and went straight back to the courtyard.
She pushed the bicycle to Dongzhimen and found a random repair shop.
Then, he pushed the bicycle inside.
Perhaps it was because of the snow.
There weren't many people on the streets today.
The mechanic looked at the rear wheel.
He shook his head and said.
"Your outer tire is not easy to fix, but the inner tire is easy to fix.”
Li Yuanchao didn't waste any time. He directly asked for the price and then asked him to repair it quickly.
She rubbed her hands that were red from the cold.
Li Yuanchao smoked his cigarette as he looked around the street.
The streets were bustling with traffic, and the sound of bicycle bells and peddlers 'peddlers could be heard.
Just as Li Yuanchao was in a daze.
A fair and delicate hand slapped Li Yuanchao's shoulder.
Then, a familiar and gentle voice was heard.
"Li Yuanchao, why are you here?"
Li Yuanchao turned his head to take a look.
He immediately said.
"Cousin, why is it you?"
"Then who do you want it to be?"
Li Ya Dan, who Li Yuanchao addressed as cousin, was wearing an army green dress, carrying a backpack and a scarf. She pouted and said with a slightly unhappy expression.
"What are you doing here?"
"Repair the car."
After Li Yuanchao finished speaking, he subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in the corner of his mouth.
Li Yadan reached out and knocked the cigarette from Li Yuanchao's mouth to the ground.
"You're still smoking? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to find a wife?”
Li Ya Dan said angrily.
Li Yuanchao chuckled.
"I'm not afraid. With you, cousin, what am I afraid of?”
"You work in the art troupe. There are so many beautiful girls there.”
"Why don't you introduce one to me?”
Li Yuanchao said with a smile.
Li Yadan rolled her eyes at him angrily.
"Cousin, are you preparing to go home?”
Li Yuanchao asked.
Li Ya Dan nodded.
Then, he glanced at Li Yuanchao's bicycle and said in surprise with his mouth wide open.
"Yuanchao, is this car yours?"
"Yeah." Li Yuanchao nodded.
Li Ya Dan was even more surprised.
However, Li Yuanchao ignored Li Yadan's surprised expression.
After the bicycle was repaired, he invited Li Ya Dan to his house for dinner.
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