The geese come to the north and break the cold.

Each family eats porridge Laba'an.

No flowers and plants are everywhere,

Sanjiu is the coldest day.

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Somehow, this bun shop in Beijing keeps pace with the times. Or maybe this bun shop mainly focuses on seasonal food, allowing people who are cooking food themselves to eat a bite of hot and healthy food, so that they often make these foods that have nothing to do with buns.

"Sister Laba!" Seeing the person who came with a floral jacket, Jiuzhou recognized that it was Laba that he had just arrived.

Most of the flowers in the jacket are dark flowers, so they are not that fancy feeling, so people around them will not be able to surround themselves here.

When Laba arrived, I happened to see the Laba porridge I just received in front of Jiuzhou and Xiaohan - the fragrance of lotus seeds flowed quietly, and the sweet fragrance of red dates and longan spread out with the water vapor.

A bowl of thick Laba porridge can sometimes make people feel homesick. The young man who was holding a mobile phone to video call with his parents in his hometown choked up...

"I have pickled Laba garlic at home, and I will take it to you when I go." My mother spoke, her voice a little hoarse, "You have to have a good meal every day!"

I don’t know what the mother and son were talking about just now. Obviously, the mother was worried that the child would be flawless in his work and would probably hurt his body by then.

"Mom, don't worry, don't you think I'm drinking Laba porridge?" Holding back tears, the young man's eyes were red with the heat of Laba porridge.

"Why……"

The young mother's face is a little old, and she often feels haggard in her words. She is thinking about the children in the distance day and night, which parent is not exhausted physically and mentally?

After a bowl of Laba porridge, my whole body was filled with warmth, as if it could melt all the cold around me!

After leaving the bun shop door, geese from the south cut through the sky, perhaps telling people that since the deepest winter is coming, the pace of spring will follow.

Perhaps with the blessing of the festive atmosphere of the New Year, the people on the streets who were facing the cold were fighting spirit. Jiuzhou suddenly felt thinking in his heart as he looked at all kinds of people on the street.

Why worry about the cold wind that is covered with in the plain now? Isn’t this a letter from spring? I said to people—“Winter is here, is spring still far away?”

Flashes of "gaga" circling above our heads. People all know that "the duck prophet of the warm spring river water", but they don't know that these wild geese were the first to return to the north. People declared that the cold winter was no longer left, and that spring was coming.
Chapter completed!