My colleagues in the countryside had almost taken two shifts. In order to save travel expenses, Mu Yi did not go down the mountain. He just gave the food money to his colleagues and asked them to bring some food for him when he went down or when he came up. Although Wen Qingfeng sometimes went down the mountain.

He would buy medicine and bring food to the table, but Mu Yi would never let go of the opportunity to buy food.

It's just that this time Mu Ping and Chu Yanhong were not ready to come up. Because it was New Year's Day soon, they had to make some preparations for their wedding. The wedding ceremony was scheduled for the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the wedding invitations were sent to colleagues. Mu Yi

I also received one. Once you get married, you have to take a wedding leave. If you take a wedding leave, it's almost the Spring Festival. So they will go down this time and not come up.

Except for a few cadres in the countryside, others are either holding meetings or doing business at the foot of the mountain. Anyway, there is basically nothing going on in the countryside. Because it is already the middle of winter. It snows most of the time on the mountain, and it doesn't snow most of the time.

Time is only a small part.

After tonight, after midnight, it will be the year 2001.

The river water in winter has become very small, almost drying up. It is a typical dry season. The power station has long been unable to generate electricity. Because there are few people in the countryside, the generators in the countryside

It was basically not used. So as soon as it got dark, everyone went to their beds early.

However, for Mu Yi, he couldn't sleep tonight. He was thinking about his life, relationships and work this year, and thinking about how to live next year. He didn't know how long he had been thinking about it. Anyway, he was just lying in bed, nothing.

Sleepy. Suddenly, he vaguely heard someone shouting: "Is anyone there? Is anyone here?..."

This shouting was a little impatient, a little hesitant, a little anxious, and a little choked. Muyi thought he heard it wrong. How could someone be shouting in the middle of the night? If it was a colleague, he would have called everyone directly.

But if it wasn’t a colleague, how could there be Han people shouting here? Mu Yi suddenly felt a little scared and thought, could it be a “ghost”?

Thinking of this, Mu Yi himself was startled. He quickly wrapped the thin quilt tighter. However, Mu Yi, who had already opened his eyes, vaguely saw a light shaking from outside the window. Yes, it was a light, and it was a flashlight.

Lights. You can be sure that this is not a "ghost". Who is that person shouting outside the government at such a late hour?

Mu Yi struggled in his heart. He told himself that it was none of his business. He did not tell himself to sleep, go to sleep. However, because he woke up, he wanted to go to the toilet. However, in this cold winter,

At night, leaving the bed feels like the end of the world. However, you can't hold it in forever! If you really can't hold it in anymore, you should put on your clothes, turn on a flashlight and go to the toilet.

Opening the door of the house, wow! Wherever the flashlight shone, I could see heavy snowflakes falling from the deep night sky. A thick blanket of snow had been spread on the ground. The hot breath I exhaled soon turned into a puff of snow.

The white mist on my butt was cold! It was really cold. When Mu Yi finished taking a shower and returned to the house, he clearly heard the cry of "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?..." again.

So, he took courage and walked to the gate of the township government.

The moment the light of his flashlight shone at the gate, he saw a pile of snow. Oh no, a "snowman" should have jumped. The "snowman" saw a flashlight shining in the township government. Hurry up.

He shouted in a trembling voice that was slightly shivering from the cold: "Please, help us! We are freezing to death!"

Muyi heard clearly what the "snowman" said, and was sure that this was a "human" and not a "ghost". He quickly ran towards the gate. Accidentally, his foot slipped and he rolled directly from the slope to the gate.

He was a little embarrassed and in pain. He got up with difficulty and patted the snow on his body. Then he asked: "Who are you? Why are you here so late?"

"We are business people. We were on our way in the middle of the night. When we passed by here, our car broke down. It was dark and dark, and it was difficult to repair. It was too cold. We didn't dare to ask the fellow villagers for help. Seeing that the houses here are big, I guess

It should be a government, and there should be Han people. Let’s give it a try.” The visitor finished speaking tremblingly.

Mu Yi: "How many of you are there? Where is the broken car?"

Visitor: "Two. My father and I. He is still waiting in the car. The car is not far from here."

Mu Yi: "Let's do it. Go and call your father over. I'll find the key to open the door. You guys stay in my house for the night, and then go repair your car at dawn."

After Mu Yi finished speaking, he still hesitated when he saw the person coming and did not start immediately. Then he asked: "Why don't you call your dad?"

Visitor: "If we all leave, what will happen to the car and the goods on it?"

It turned out that he was worried that the car and goods would be stolen if no one was watching. Mu Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry. No one will take your things. It's freezing cold here, everyone can sleep well."

It smells great. Who knew your car was parked on the road? Go call your dad. Don’t freeze. People are more important than anything else!"

The visitor left. Only then did Mu Yi realize who this person was. Although he flashed it with a flashlight just now, he was wearing a hat and his face was wrapped in a scarf. Only two eyes were left outside. He was just talking.

The voice sounds like the accent of Xigui. He should be from Xigui, right?

Mu Yi went to knock on the door of Secretary Lamu’s house. No one answered even after knocking several times. Mu Yi went to the window of their canteen and knocked. It was just a wall away from their bedroom. As expected, Mu Yi knocked,

While shouting "Secretary Lamu, Secretary Lamu..." came the familiar and somewhat wary voice of Secretary Lamu: "Which one is it?"

"Secretary Lamu, it's me, Mu Yi."

"Oh, Mu Yi! What do you want to do in the middle of the night?"

"Secretary Lamu, someone came to ask for help just now. They were passers-by doing business, and their car broke down. It was snowing heavily outside, and they were afraid they would freeze to death. They came to ask for help, hoping to stay overnight. Wait.

Let’s repair their cars after dawn.”

"Oh! It's not easy for anyone to drive. Then let them roast at your place all night."

While he was talking, Secretary Lamu opened the window of the canteen a crack and handed the key to the door to Mu Yi. He did not forget to warn: "Pay attention to safety! If you find anything wrong, shout loudly!"

Mu Yi took the key and thanked him profusely. He also said, "I'm sorry for disturbing your rest."

Mu Yi was waiting for the "two father and son" under the eaves, why didn't they come yet? Alas! It was so cold in this damn weather that Mu Yi kept shivering. Mu Yi couldn't help but hold a flashlight and point it at the road outside the gate.

Suddenly, I vaguely saw two people walking slowly towards the township government.

Mu Yi just watched them silently. He was afraid that the light of the flashlight would dazzle their eyes, so he just shined a little in front of them, and slowly shrank the light toward the door as they moved.

When they were almost at the gate, Mu Yi quickly opened it. It was cold! The lock was actually a little sticky.

As the "two father and son" entered the township government, they kept saying: "Thank you. Thank you."

As soon as Mu let them in, he quickly locked the door. Then he led the two of them to his house.

When they arrived at the door of the house, the "father and son" were stamping their feet and slapping each other's clothes in order not to bring the snow on their bodies into Mu Yi's house.

And Mu Yi quickly brought his stove into the house, opened the fire door, and let them warm themselves up.

The two father and son were polite and thanked each other.

Mu Yi: "You must be hungry."

Father: "I'm not hungry."

Son: "I'm hungry."

The caliber of their answers was actually inconsistent. But Mu Yi understood. When the son said "hungry", he was really hungry. When the father said "not hungry," he just didn't want to trouble himself.

Mu Yi lit the candle on his desk. Suddenly the candlelight illuminated the room a lot brighter. Only then did Mu Yi realize that his "son" looked familiar. I guess his "son" also felt that Mu Yi looked familiar, right?

The son asked with some uncertainty: "You, are you Mu Yi?"

Mu Yi was a little surprised when he heard his "son" call his name accurately, but he was sure that his "son" knew him and should be an "acquaintance".

Mu Yi: "You, you are?..."
Chapter completed!