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Li Aijun helplessly pulled the radio back.
When Li Xiaomei came here, she was weak on the tricycle. When she went back this time, she was in high spirits. The radio was a bargain for her.
Ever since Chen Shuo left, the dormitory suddenly became a lot quieter. Li He suddenly felt that he couldn't even find someone to chat with.
As long as Gao Aiguo and Zhao Yongqi buried themselves in their books, they wouldn't say a word. Occasionally, when they chatted, they would ask and answer each other.
On the night he sent Chen Shuo off, Chen Shuo was drunk. He hugged Li He and refused to let go. "Ah La will never meet such a good brother like you in this life. When Ah La gets better, I will never forget you."
Li He kept flipping silver. You never looked me in the eye in your previous life.
On the day of farewell, it did not snow, but it was colder than snow.
Li He gave her a bear hug. "Don't look so sad. When you come back, I'll drive a Benz to pick you up. I've also given you my home address. Don't be afraid that you won't be able to find me after I leave school. Remember to write me a letter. "
Chen Shuo directly ignored the part about driving a Benz, thinking that it was a delusion. However, he was still quite touched. "I will write to you."
Regardless of whether it was Class 1 or Class 2, Li He finally went up to give a few instructions. When they finally got on the bus to the airport one by one, he felt a little upset.
During the school holidays, He Fang left on the third day.
Li He asked Old Man Lee and Shou Shan, "Are you two interested in a seven-day trip to Northern Anhui? It's quite lonely to spend the New Year here. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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The two hurriedly waved their hands. Shou Shan hurriedly waved his hands. "If I don't squeeze into the train, I can still live for two more years."
Thinking of the surging flow of people at the train station, Shou Shan seemed to have a lingering fear.
It was the New Year, and the restaurants were closed. The supply of vegetables and meat was tight, and it was difficult for the restaurants to continue operating.
Old Man Lee said, "Old Yu and his wife, plus Fu Xia and the two of us, there are six of us celebrating the New Year together. How is it lonely?"
Li He was in a dilemma about the leather boots that Li Aijun gave him. He already had Four and Five's boots and Li Long and his wife's boots. Should he give the last pair to his elder sister or his mother? He was in a dilemma.
Originally, when Li He asked Li Aijun to do it, he had planned it well. Big Sister and his mother had a pair. But when He Fang saw it, he liked it very much. Li He Fang thought about the Northeast region which was very cold, so he gave a pair to He Fang and He Fang. So now there was one pair missing.
If I give it to me, Big Sister will think too much. Will I not be considered a member of the family if I marry someone else? Although Big Sister was a generous person, the whole family was wearing new shoes. Anyone would feel uncomfortable if she was left out.
If I give it to Big Sister, his mother will be unhappy. Li He knew Wang Yulan's character too well. She might not say it, but once there was a reason, she might cry and give him the title of unfilial.
In the end, Li He had no choice but to go to the department store and choose a pair of black leather shoes for them to choose.
As for Li Zhaokun, Li He didn't even consider him.
On the night before returning home, Li He couldn't fall asleep. He lay on the bed and tossed and turned.
He got up to pour a glass of water, but the kettle was empty.
The clock on the wall showed two o 'clock in the morning.
Li He wanted to go to the kitchen to look for water. But the moment he opened the door, the cold wind rushed up from the bottom of his long johns. He couldn't feel any warmth at all.
Li He didn't care. He went into the kitchen and took a ladle to scoop water from the bucket.
In the end, not a single drop came out. Li He shook the bucket and found that it was frozen.
Li He smashed it with the ladle twice but didn't break it. In the end, he used the iron ladle to poke it open.
Shivering, he gulped down a mouthful of water before hurriedly going back to his room and hiding under the covers.
The next day, he woke up with a groggy head. When he saw that it was already eight o 'clock, he complained to Fu Xia, "Why didn't you wake me up? I had to catch the train."
Fu Xia said aggrievedly, "I didn't know what time you were at. I made breakfast. Have some."
Li He didn't have time to eat. He took a bun in his hand and hurried to catch the bus with his luggage.
On the way, Li He's luggage was no different from most people's. He had a bulging snakeskin bag stuffed with many things. He also had a large canvas bag in his hand, which contained many things he bought from the department store and a change of clothes.
When he reached the train station, he heaved a sigh of relief. The train was late, but he didn't miss it.
When he entered the station, he threw his luggage in through the window. Before he could react, he was thrown out again.
Thrown to the ground and being stepped on, Li He couldn't help but stomp on the ground. He scolded, "Son of a b * tch, show your head and let grandpa see you."
Li He was furious. His anger hadn't subsided since last night, and now there were people looking for trouble. As for the so-called simple and honest, there was no such thing. There were a lot of stupid people.
"Son of a b * tch, there's no room here. Change a window," the person inside retorted loudly.
Li He finally saw the person's face. He picked up his luggage and climbed in through another window.
He casually placed his luggage next to an elder sister. "Elder sister, help me look after this."
Li He's money was in his own pocket. He struggled to squeeze through the crowd, passed several windows, and saw the person who had thrown his luggage.
Li He looked at the man's burly appearance and became even angrier. He went up and waved his fist. "F * ck your mother. You're so cocky. F * ck."
The man couldn't find a place to hide in the dense crowd. He didn't even have a chance to fight back. He could only swing his arm randomly and hit several people next to him.
"You hit me."
"F * ck, are you blind?"
Some people had long disliked this person and took the opportunity to give him a few kicks.
Li He also gave him a heavy kick. Taking advantage of the fact that the police hadn't arrived, he followed the crowd and slipped back to the place where his luggage was placed.
By the time the man reacted, Li He was already nowhere to be seen.
Li He finally vented his anger. He said to the elder sister who was helping him look at his luggage, "Thank you, elder sister."
"You little brat, I haven't even agreed to help you look after your luggage and you're already gone." The elder sister complained, then asked curiously, "Is there a fight in front? I heard someone shouting. It's a mess."
Li He had bought a standing ticket, so he could only try his best to stand in the chaos. He held the back of the chair and said with a smile, "No, it's just that an idiot was stepped on a few times and was crying out in pain."
"You said that this train is always late, it's never on time." The elder sister complained again.
Li He was delighted. It was good that it was late, otherwise he might not be able to catch the train.
Suddenly, someone beside him said, "It can't be a flat tire, right?"
Another burst of laughter rang out.
Li He waited for the crowd to settle down before he straightened his posture. However, when the conductor came to check the tickets, it was another mess.
One of them was a skinny girl who looked to be less than 20 years old. She was being pushed around by the passing passengers.
Li He casually supported the little girl's arm, "Are you alright?"
The little girl was unhappy and scolded loudly, "Why are you touching me? Are you playing a hooligan?"
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