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"Okay, you're right, let's go down the mountain first to protect your shining moves."

Wuxie didn't open his eyes obediently on the way. He trusted Fatty. If there was an accident, it would be the two of them who were unlucky.

It felt like except for the hand held by the fat man, everything else was frozen into a popsicle.

"Fat man, how far is it? I feel like I'm going to freeze to death."

The fat man stopped and took off one of his gloves to feel his innocent face.

"Hey, your face looks like an ice sculpture." The fat man shivered from the cold and put his gloves back on: "Come on, come on, who made you cry in the snowy mountains? You almost lost your temperature."

The fat man rubbed his whole body again and continued walking after the temperature came up.

The cold body suddenly warmed up, Wu Xie felt like there were ants crawling all over his body, and it was extremely uncomfortable to feel numb and itchy.

Wuxie said to the fat man: "I feel so uncomfortable. I want to hit someone."

"What? You want to hit me? With a body like yours, Fatty, I can poke holes in the ice for you with one finger. Just save it and walk a few more steps. The blood circulation will be better after a while."

It wasn't until he reached the village that the little brother mentioned that Wu Xie realized that it was indeed faster than when he was nearly blind.

The fat man asked him: "Why didn't you call me at the beginning? If you had a bad guy, how would my little brother and I live?"

"It's too late, and by that time, uh, it's all over, so there's no need to mention it again."

The fat man snorted and went to the fellow villager's house to borrow a kitchen to make ginger soup.

After drinking a bowl of hot ginger soup, Wu Xie felt that his whole body came to life. As soon as I changed my clothes and lay down in their big earthen kang, I felt so comfortable!

"Fat man, hurry up. It's very comfortable. Come up quickly."

"Right away, I'll send the bowl back first."

There is no way, who made this kid sick now? Let the fat man do these dirty work himself.

"Ah~ Be comfortable~ I also want to make something like this at home. Do you think we should make something like this when we go to Yucun for retirement? This big earthen kang is really exciting. I will definitely like it. After all, this thing is The ones from his hometown may bring back memories of his childhood.”

Yes, I seem to be from the Northeast.

"Fat man, tell me, can I speak Northeastern dialect?"

"This..." Fatty guessed with some hesitation: "He speaks Northeastern dialect... how scary. Why do I feel like Zongzi can speak?"

"What kind of metaphor are you talking about? If you ask me, I may have forgotten how to speak my hometown dialect, because he knows many languages. Besides, if he speaks Northeastern dialect, it feels, feels, feels."

Wu Xie instantly stood up and said: "When he comes back, let him tell us a couple of paragraphs. It must be very funny. I will also record it and use it as his black material. I will play it to him in a loop when he comes back again. Then He will become a mute Zhang from the Northeast."

The fat man instantly thought of a good idea: "You said, there are so many fans of his on the road, if we can release this dirty information, wouldn't we be able to make a lot of money hehe~"

Wuxie lay back down again: "Are you crazy? You are not afraid of being kicked out. You may even be beaten by his little fans. They will put you in a sack in the middle of the night and drag you to an alley to beat you."

"Who are you trying to scare, you evil-minded person?"

Hulu hulu ~ hulu ~

Wuxie sighed deeply, why do some people fall asleep while talking? The quality of sleep is really enviable.