A Rural Life in the 70s

In the morning, the snow stopped, the weather was fine, and half of the pale month was hanging in the corner. The cold air is pure and does not touch the dust, and there is a faint sweetness that makes people breathe deeply.

Qin Lan has been waiting under the eaves. When Xiao Qiu went out, he turned back and looked over, his eyes were full of warmth.

He reached out and pulled down Xiaoqiu's hat, and put her scarf on, wrapped her chin and cheeks tightly. Finally, she took out Xiaoqiu's gloves under her arm and helped her wear it. Ok, this nodded with satisfaction, naturally pulled her hand and set off.

The snow has been half-stayed, and a thick layer has been accumulated. As far as I can see, there is no place for silver.

There are no traces in the yard and in the hutong. The whole city is still in a deep sleep and has not yet woken up.

Xiaoqiu was handcuffed by Qin Hao, and he stepped on the snow under his feet. When he left the house, Qin Hao put down a snowmobile with a stool and let Xiaoqiu sit on the top. He pulled the rope in front and used it as a power. .

Under the stool, a triangular iron was installed, which reduced the resistance and dragged on the snow. It was very smooth and effortless. When the hutong came out, the Qin dynasty even ran up and ran while looking back at Xiaoqiu, two The hot air exhaled in the population makes the laughter bring a different kind of heat.

Two people soon arrived on the ice of Haizi. After the snow, the ice and the shore had been connected. Two people were familiar with the road and found a gentle slope. Qin Lan let Xiaoqiu sit still, let go, just like a slide. I rushed down and brought a burst of laughter.

Qin Lan has already run hot, and the ear of the hat is pulled up, and even the scarf must be taken off.

Xiaoqiu jumped from the 'sliding block' and stopped Qin Yu from picking up the scarf. Instead, he took him to sit down and replaced her with the Qin dynasty sliding on the ice.

Compared with the road surface, the sliding on the ice surface is more labor-saving and easier. After the speed is up, it is hardly exerted. But the ice surface is much more slippery than the road surface. The person who acts as the power should be careful under the foot, otherwise it is easy to fall.

This is not, Xiaoqiu tried to push Qin Hao out, but she herself was overwhelmed by the force and fell on the ice!

Fortunately, there was a thick layer of snow on the ice, and fortunately her body responded well, agility was also possible, and even if the arm was held, it did not fall into a five-body cast.

Qin Hao heard the movement and looked back. Before the snowmobile was still sliding, he jumped over and jumped, unexpectedly slipping, but kept climbing up and ran to Xiaoqiu and held her. While patping her on the snow, she asked: "How? Where is the fall? Is the hand broken? The knee? The ankle is twisted..."

Looking at his old hen to the guardian, Xiaoqiu is full of warmth, but can't help but have a little funny, and quickly waved his hand: "Nothing, nothing... you see, good, can run and jump!... ... come again, come back!"

Qin Hao checked it again, and determined that Xiaoqiu was really fine. This was a relief. I was willing to let Xiaoqiu sit on the snowmobile, but I couldn’t stand the insistence of Xiaoqiu. I could only hold my hands and feet in the snowmobile again. On, let Xiaoqiu push and run.

After running for two laps on the ice, Xiaoqiu gasped more and more, and his body was hot. Even the hat couldn’t pick it up. He was dragged by Qin Hao and switched to the snowmobile. He pushed again. run……

The two men replaced a few laps on the ice and felt a little tired. Xiaoqiu proposed to build a snowman.

This is not difficult, Qin and Xiaoqiu each have a snowball, and then began to roll on the ground, with the rolling, the snowball is getting bigger and bigger...

In the end, the big snowball that Qin Hao rolled made the body of the snowman, and the small snowball that rolled in the autumn made the head of the snowman. She groaned from her pocket for a moment, and found two chestnuts pressed up to make the snowman's eyes. A carrot made the snowman's nose. Qin Lan found a small bucket to make a snowman's hat, and a broom placed on it. Snowman in hand...

After finishing this, the two men slowly retreated. Xiaoqiu looked at the short, twisted and twisted snowman and smiled and said: "It's ugly!"

Qin Lan was dazzled by her smile, but she still couldn't help but turn her eyes: "Like this, tomorrow, let's take the tools and slowly ponder..."

Having said that, Qin Hao had a meal and said: "I still have a better play than a snowman..."

"What?" Xiaoqiu asked.

Qin Lan sold a pass and smiled and said: "Wait, you will know at night."

Xiaoqiu licked his mouth and smacked the snow on his body. He turned and turned back: "You don't say, I still disdain."

When I arrived at Haizi, when I went to the embankment, Xiaoqiu fell off and fell down. Qin Lan ran over and pulled her up to climb up. As a result, this time she was replaced by two people and fell into a gourd.

The two men didn't fall too heavy, just rolled a snow, and they were all on the head. Even the eyelashes were covered with a layer of snow particles...

Xiaoqiu looked back at Qin Hao, who seemed to have white eyebrows and white eyelashes. He couldn’t help but scream and laughed: "With two more white beards, you are almost white-bearded husband!"

Qin Xiao smiled at Xiaoqiu and said slowly: "Then you are a white-haired old woman!"

Xiaoqiu smiled and grabbed a handful of snow, and unexpectedly sprinkled Qin Qin's face. After he climbed up, he ran. Qin took a moment and was not willing to lag behind. He pinched a snow scorpion and chased Xiaoqiu. Playing... Two people chased on the ice, laughing and screaming.

I laughed for a while, and both of them were tired and panting, and they had a group of snow-printed shots on their faces. They had to propose a truce. Qin Lan took Xiaoqiu step by step and climbed the embankment, then sat on the bench exhausted.

The two men snorted and gasped. They took the hat and scarf and took it in their hands. No one was too lazy to talk. They sat quietly and quietly, silently.

At the edge of the sea, the people who insisted on exercising have already come out, doing all kinds of exercise exercises, as well as those who love drama, and began to hang their scorpions at the sea side, oh... yeah... and gradually The voices of the voices, the ringing of the bicycles, and even the hawker’s screams... are peaceful and peaceful.

Xiaoqiu leaned back on the back of the chair and leaned slightly to the head, looking at the blue sky and the blue sky, some stunned: "Nature blue, like a big crystal without a side..."

When they enjoyed this piece of peace and tranquility, what was it like in the distant jungles of southern Xinjiang?