In the early morning, rays of golden sunlight shine through the gaps in the curtains and gently fall into the house.

Xu Changping slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the wooden roof for a long time before he slowly sat up.

After putting a coat over his pajamas, he slowly walked to the window, opened the curtains and pushed open the window.

Suddenly, a fresh and slightly cool air blew in his face, and Xu Changping took a deep breath.

Looking out the window, he saw the azure blue sky without a single cloud in sight. Xu Changping, who had endured the gloomy sky for many days, couldn't help but smile.

Ever since the day when we successfully completed the household registration for Yang Xiaoyue and her sister, the heavy snow has been falling in the city.

Unexpectedly, the heavy snow stopped suddenly on the day before the Chinese New Year. It seems that God wants everyone to have a good new year.

Just when Xu Changping was daydreaming, a clear and pleasant laughter suddenly came from the yard.

Xu Changping looked carefully and found that Xiao Mi was playing with Xiao Hei and Huanghuali cat in the snow at the corner of the wall.

"Brother Candy, come and play too!"

Xu Shi heard the sound of Xu Changping pushing the window, and Xiao Mi turned around and invited him with big eyes.

Xu Changping did not respond to Xiao Mi's invitation. Instead, he pointed in a direction and smiled maliciously: "Look."

"Sister~" Xiao Mi followed Xu Changping's finger and saw Yang Xiaoyue standing at the door with an angry look on her face.

"Candy..." Before Xiao Mi could finish her call for help, Xu Changping slammed the window shut with a bang.

What a joke! He didn't want to provoke the angry Yang Xiaoyue, lest he get scolded by her too.

"Sister~" Seeing that there was no hope of getting help, Xiao Mi had to obediently walk down from the snow pile, staring at Yang Xiaoyue with her watery eyes and acting coquettishly.

"What sister? I'm not your sister." Yang Xiaoyue looked at Xiao Mi's cotton coat and pants that were soaked by the snow, and the blue veins on her forehead popped out.

Ever since it started snowing, Xiao Mi's wild horse-like temperament has been aroused.

I don’t know which parent’s genes this little girl inherited, but she plays happily when she sees snow.

"Sister, I was wrong. I will never go up there to play again." Xiao Mi pulled on the corner of Yang Xiaoyue's clothes, acting coquettishly while looking back at the small snow pile she had just come down from.

Xiao Mi didn’t understand at all. She wouldn’t get sick anyway, so why her sister didn’t want her to play in the snow.

"Okay, go in quickly, change your clothes, wash your hands and eat."

Yang Xiaoyue looked at Xiao Mi's expression, suppressed the smile on her lips, and spoke with a deliberately serious face.

Xiao Mi, who had been pardoned, brightened up her eyes and turned around and ran into the house.

After a short while, he changed his clothes and followed Yang Xiaoyue to Xu Changping's house.

At the dinner table, Xu Changping said to Yang Xiaoyue carefully: "Xiao Mi likes to play in the snow, let her play. What child doesn't like to have fun outside?"

"I know." Yang Xiaoyue squinted her eyes and glanced at Xu Changping who was pleading for Xiao Mi, and replied in a flat tone.

Seeing this, Xu Changping didn't dare to say anything more and could only cast a helpless look at Xiao Mi.

When Xiao Mi saw Xu Changping's eyes, she shrugged at him like a little adult and acted as if she didn't care.

She really didn't care. After all, she promised her sister every morning that she would not play in the snow, and it didn't really delay her from playing.

At the small dining table, the three of them exchanged glances for a while, and Xu Changping retreated.

After such a long time, he also realized that playing in the snow has become a daily performance for the sisters.

And he, Xu Changping, is just a part of this sister play.

After quickly finishing his meal, Xu Changping put on his coat and rode his bicycle to work.

In the morning, just after they started work for a while, the radio called out for them to go to the logistics department to pick up New Year's goods from the medical department.

Looking at the rice, flour, oil, meat and fruits in his hands, Xu Changping couldn't help but sigh at the abundance of this year's New Year's goods.

With this New Year's gift, many families don't have to buy anything else for the New Year.

At night, when Xu Changping brought the things back to the courtyard, Jia Zhang's eyes almost popped out.

"Xu boy, is this the New Year's gift distributed by your factory?"

"Well, it's not bad."

Xu Changping looked at Jia Zhang's hand, which was about to pop out of her eyes, and responded with a smile.

"That's right, but why didn't the factory send it to our family?"

Although Jia Zhang looked at the things hanging on Xu Changping's handlebars with greedy eyes, she did not dare to stretch out her hand to ask for it, but just muttered.

When Xu Changping heard her words, there was no expression on his face. He pushed his bicycle back to the East Courtyard.

Jia Zhang stared at Xu Changping's back, then suddenly turned around and ran to the front yard, knocking on Yi Zhonghai's door. "Old Yi, Old Yi, are you home?"

Inside the door, a middle-aged woman looked at Yi Zhonghai and asked, "Ms. Jia Zhang, will you open the door for her?"

Yi Zhonghai listened to the hurried knocks on the door, sighed helplessly, stood up and opened the door from the inside, and said seriously:

"Jia Zhang, what do you want?"

"Lao Yi, your factory has distributed New Year's goods, why is there no goods from our Dongxu?"

Jia Zhang didn't bother to be polite with Yi Zhonghai. She squeezed into the house from outside and asked as if it was a matter of course.

"Dongxu is no longer a factory employee, how can we send him New Year's goods?"

Yi Zhonghai was confused by Jia Zhang's question, and then spoke.

"Why is Dongxu no longer considered a member of the factory?" Jia Zhang glared at Yi Zhonghai and shouted.

"Didn't Dongxu retire due to injury?" Yi Zhonghai now began to doubt whether there was something wrong with Jia Zhang's brain.

"He's injured and retired, but don't we still have a job opening?"

"There are vacancies but no one is going to work, right?" Yi Zhonghai advised Jia Zhang in a gentle voice.

"If no one is working, you won't send New Year goods to my family? How can that be possible?" Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai and said angrily.

The wary expression on her face made it seem as if Yi Zhonghai had teamed up with the factory and secretly placed something under Jia Dongxu's care.

"Then go talk to someone in the factory, you have no right to talk to me." Yi Zhonghai shouted angrily, not knowing whether he was disgusted by Jia Zhang's eyes.

"Everyone in the factory has gone off work. Who else can I talk to except you?" Jia Zhang's eyes were fixed on Yi Zhonghai.

"You can't talk to me about things at the factory!" Yi Zhonghai was anxious. Was Jia Zhang going to blame him?

"You are Dongxu's master, who else should I look for if not you?" Jia Zhang was no longer in a hurry. She looked around Yi Zhonghai's house twice, then sat down on the chair and didn't move.

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