Chapter 66

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    Another winter, another year.

    Before the new year, Qin Fang would always visit and talk to his grandfather. This rule has never changed.

    "Why is it so warm this winter? I'm almost out of winter atmosphere." Qin Fang breathed on his hands and rubbed them together.

    Qin Fang took out a small towel from his pocket, as usual, wipe the stele first.

    "This year, the roads are not icy. It snowed at night and it melted in the morning. A few days ago, a few seniors came from the south and said they came to see the snow. I drove around and didn't look at it. There's no snow at all, it's too boring." Qin Fang laughed while talking, his hand holding the towel was blown red by the wind.

    "It's said that warm winter is easy to get sick, it's true. I've caught cold three times this year, and I haven't had a cold in a year, and I've been staying here." Qin Fang sneezed after speaking, with a strong nasal voice, and a good nose It has been blocked for several days, and my brain hurts from holding it before going to bed at night.

    This winter is indeed too warm compared to the past, so warm that it is unreal. People who are used to the cold are actually not used to warm winters. Every winter they complain about being cold, but once the temperature rises, they all feel something is wrong.

    There hasn't been much snow this year, and the air is so dirty after heating, it's always gray when I look up, and it even chokes my nose at night. It is impossible not to get sick in this state, and the flu comes and goes, and many people are hospitalized because of pneumonia.

    It's been a rough winter. Qin Fang would occasionally think of those southerners who lived here for four years, especially Si Tu. If he was here this year, he would have to cough all winter.

    Qin Fang chatted with him on WeChat last month and asked him how he was doing. Si Tu sent him a voice message and said he was doing well. Si Tu also asked him how to spend the New Year and whether he should go there. Qin Fang can't say, he will leave soon this year, and stay at home with his brother.

    Si Tu let him go to play when he had time.

    After wiping the stele, Qin Fang stood there and chatted with his grandfather for a long time, and it was all his own side. Later, I got a little tired from standing, so I squatted in front of the stele to talk to his grandfather, rubbing my ears and touching the tip of my nose from time to time. The warm winter is more than usual. It is impossible to stay outside like this without being cold. Qin Fang's ears were frozen hard.

    He came here alone for the past two years. After Grandma Hua Tong passed away, Qin Fang never asked Hua Tong to accompany him again. It hurts the scene. It is a mood to go to the cemetery when no relatives have passed away. That's another taste. So no one came with him.

    "I don't plan to go anywhere this year. I'm a bit lazy this year." Qin Fang smiled and said, "I'll come back to talk to you in two days. I miss you very much recently. They say that children don't have a deep memory, but you have been away for more than ten years. It’s been years, why do I remember more and more deeply.” Qin Fang put

    his hands in his pockets before leaving, sniffed and said, “Let’s go, it’s too cold.”

    Qin Fang hit him while walking from the cemetery to the parking lot. Sneezes all the way, one after another.

    He suddenly remembered that someone had sneezed like this on this road, his nose was so red, and he frowned a little helplessly when he was bothered by sneezing. Qin Fang's heart was sore and soft at the time, and he was swollen.

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