Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 421 Roasted sweet potatoes are better than moon cakes

"Snowing?"

"Damn it, it's really snowing."

"The first snow in 2010 came later than usual..."

In the early morning, Jiang Qin woke up from his warm bedroom and couldn't help but feel the chill from the outside world. He immediately wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, sat up at a 45-degree angle, and looked out the window.

I don’t know when it was, but Linchuan received its first snowfall this year. Looking out the window, it was already completely white. It probably started in the middle of the night.

Sometimes the winter on the calendar is not called winter, but the winter when it actually snows is called winter.

Just like it's spring when the flowers bloom, summer when the cicadas chirp, and autumn when the trees turn yellow, today's sudden snow has successfully dragged Linchuan into the cold winter season.

Jiang Qin huddled under the quilt and couldn't help but think of his childhood.

At that time, the village had not yet moved collectively to Hongrong Homestead, and everyone lived in bungalows. In order to keep warm, every household had a large stove in the main room, which would burn brightly red in the winter. As long as you used tongs to poke it A couple times and you're bound to find a roasted sweet potato or two.

Use tongs to pick one out and peel off the hot skin. The inside is already soft and glutinous, and the mouth is charred and sweet.

Sure enough, it would be a waste not to light up the stove and roast sweet potatoes in this weather.

Jiang Qin sat on the bed and thought for a while, successfully thinking that he was hungry. He was about to get up and buy a baked sweet potato to satisfy his craving, when he saw a call from Yuan Youqin.

Every year when the temperature drops, my mother will make this call, telling her to wear more clothes, especially cotton pants.

If you dare to say anything about not wearing clothes, Yuan Youqin will add that it is you who will suffer when you grow old!

It is said that the child of a distant relative of their Lao Jiang family can only use a wheelchair because he did not wear cotton pants in winter. However, there is no way to verify which relative it is. I have only heard this from my mother since I was a child.

"You must wear cotton pants, you hear me? Also, I sent two quilts to You You. They have arrived. Remember to pick them up. One of them is for Nan Shu."

"I have a quilt."

"Isn't your quilt issued by the school? I don't know whether cotton is good or not. Last year I wanted to send it to you but you insisted on saying no. This year I sent it directly. The quilts outside are not as warm as those made by my own mother."

Jeju women comrades will set aside a day every autumn. Neighbors and sisters-in-law will meet at someone's house to make quilts together in groups of four or five.

The cotton is made of high-quality cotton, and the stitching is densely sewn. It doesn't feel stuffy at all when it's covered, nor is it heavy, but it is extremely warm.

The two quilts Yuan Youqin sent were newly made this fall. She was originally just a participant in this kind of activity, the kind where she would go only when people called her.

But this year was different. Ms. Yuan became the convener of the event, and then she accidentally got high and made Jiang Qin's wedding quilt.

"Don't take it seriously. Remember to take the quilt away before dark. It's cold when it snows, and it gets even colder when it melts."

"I know, Mom, I'll go get it now."

"Also, the temperature in Linchuan has dropped significantly during this period, which will last for four days, and the flu is also coming. You and Nan Shu must take good care of your health."

Yuan Youqin muttered something. Although he was not in Linchuan, he knew the temperature and health of Linchuan well.

Jiang Qin said yes, got dressed and got out of bed, then hung up the phone and left the dormitory.

Dense snowflakes were still floating in the sky, and the dormitory building was completely white. Even the pines and cypresses in the green belt were covered with snow, and a short ice skate hung from them.

Boss Jiang drove his Audi as slowly as possible, bypassing the college where there was usually not much traffic. When he passed the front square, he saw a large number of boys and girls having a snowball fight, and there was also a long queue at the door of Xitian.

"Damn, it's great to be young, full of energy."

Jiang Qin smacked his lips and drove all the way to the post office outside the school. After getting the quilt, he went to the girls' dormitory and delivered it to Feng Nanshu on the fifth floor.

Feng Nanshu wore a yellow Rilakkuma pajamas and a hood on her head, with two semicircular ears protruding from it. With her moist eyes, crystal clear face and straight nose, she looked Jiang Qinmeng's pride almost broke the moment he came out of the dormitory.

The configuration of Yu Jie takes the cute route, which is simply the superposition of double buffs.

"Damn little goblin, come here, the poor monk has brought you a quilt."

Feng Nanshu looked at the quilt in his hand and raised his head slightly: "Jiang Qin, I have a quilt."

"My mother made this by herself."

"Oh, then lay it down for me."

Jiang Qin looked at her and said, "If you change your mind, you will change your mind. She is indeed a woman."

Feng Nanshu looked confused, then followed her back to the girls' dormitory, helping Jiang Qin put the quilt on.

Everyone in the girls' dormitory 503 is there. After all, it is the twelfth lunar month of winter. There are many more female college students who choose to stay in the dormitory than those who go out to be beautiful and cold.

Before Jiang Qin came over with the quilt, they were all busy with their own studies, studying, watching dramas, doing homework, and knitting scarves.

But as soon as Jiang Qin arrived, everyone had no intention of doing anything else and just indulged in eating sweets.

Then I don’t know who informed me. Soon, the door of 503 was filled with a group of people, all coming to see Boss Jiang, who was on the news every day, come to make the bed for his good friend.

It's unusual for a boy to come to the girls' dormitory openly, let alone this famous man.

Feng Nanshu looked at Yingying Yanyan outside the door, and then suddenly touched the work badge placed on the table and hung it around his neck.

"Jiang Qin, is there a lot of snow outside?"

"Big, I accidentally dropped a piece of my pride. I touched it for a long time but couldn't find it. The snow is deep."

Hearing from Jiang Qin that the snow was very heavy and that there were many people playing snowball fights and building snowmen outside, the girls in 503 couldn't sit still anymore and expressed their intention to go out for a walk.

Then, a group of seven people braved the cold wind and came to the front square from the girls' dormitory, and ran into the snow with a huff and a puff.

Xiao Gao also picked up a branch from anywhere and wrote his pen name on the snow. Hui Huizi, who loves candy, made Jiang Qin frown for a while. He thought to himself that he had the nerve to show off such bad words. I have to pee. It's better than this.

"You guys have fun, I'll go to the cafeteria to see if there are roasted sweet potatoes. Oh, by the way, do you want to eat them?"

"Just half of it, more than enough to finish. Thank you, Boss Jiang, for the treat."

"I want half of it too."

Jiang Qin turned around and went to have a meal. Sure enough, he saw the seller selling roasted sweet potatoes. Then he bought four and put them in his arms. He returned shivering to the ice and snow and found a step to sit down.

The group buying market has now blossomed in the second-tier market. Through the Linchuan Business Gang and a series of group buying operations, many brands have been pushed to the forefront and are being heavily discounted by major websites. , so fierce.

Mr. Xianhui, the third store in Xijing, just opened yesterday. Today’s daily sales can match that of an old supermarket. This seems outrageous to others, but in the abnormal group buying market, it is completely normal.

For Lashou.com and Nuomituan, the money has been burned and what is left is ashes.

But for group shopping, there is an additional brand that is suddenly well-known in the cooperation market.

After a while, when the brand is almost mature, another batch will be added to cause chaos in the world.

He once asked Cao Guangyu to treat Ren Ziqiang to dinner, and received a thank you from Ren Ziqiang. Now he is using his opponent's funds to incubate brands in his own business district. In fact, the principle is the same.

Business tips and life tips have something in common to a certain extent.

And what is most important right now? It is the official launch of the internal management system.

The markets in second- and third-tier cities are too fragmented, and there are opponents from all directions. The current policy of the group is to retreat when the enemy advances, harass the enemy when they are stationed, attack when the enemy is tired, and pursue when the enemy retreats.

But if you want to achieve such an impressive position in the huge national market, the reliability of the internal management system is a crucial factor.

Sunai said that the last round of optimization can be completed in the next few days, and it is estimated that it will not be far away.

Sure enough, the reborn person must be equipped with the system to be qualified.

Jiang Qin took out a sweet potato from his arms, peeled it off and looked in the direction of Feng Nanshu.

At this time, the little rich woman was wearing a pair of khaki boots and a down jacket, and was squatting next to Gao Wenhui to help her build a snowman.

Her expression seemed colder than a snowy winter day, but her eyes were very lively. Every time she stood up, whether it was her face or figure, she felt a little embarrassed by those around her.

Realizing that Jiang Qin was looking at her, the little rich woman suddenly stood up and ran towards him. Her pretty nose and white hands were already red from the cold.

"Want some baked sweet potatoes? Good friend."

"I don't want to eat sweet potatoes, my dear friend."

Feng Nanshu shook his head, then put his little hand into Jiang Qin's pocket to warm himself.

At this moment, Gao Wenhui, who had been building a snowman, felt so cold that she ran towards them huffing and puffing, reaching out and asking Jiang Qin for sweet potatoes.

Eating is second, and the most important thing is to warm your hands.

"Fan Shuling is from the south. It doesn't matter if she gets excited when she sees the snow. Why are you, a northerner, so excited?"

"Although I'm from the north, you can only see snow once or twice in winter. And do you know that with global warming, you might not see it anymore in the future."

While eating sweet potatoes, Gao Wenhui muttered something. She turned around and talked to Jiang Qin about the hole in the ozone layer. She said that it was an oval shape over the Antarctic, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

Xiao Gao's classmate has a rough feeling of manliness on her body, and the roasted sweet potatoes are really sticky, which makes it all over her mouth.

Seeing this scene, the little rich woman was dumbfounded for a while, then suddenly reached out and pulled Jiang Qin's sleeve: "Brother, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

"?"

"You're not saying you won't eat."

"I want to eat it now. I think roasted sweet potatoes taste better than moon cakes."

(I have a cold, please give me a monthly pass, I have a fever)

(End of chapter)