On this day, the sky was gloomy. Snowflakes had been floating since early morning. At first, it was not very heavy, but gradually, it became heavier and heavier. By noon, it was already snowing like goose feathers. Between heaven and earth, everywhere was a vast expanse of white.
Wang Yao looked outside and suddenly became interested. He went up the mountain against the wind and snow. Although the wind was howling, he walked like the wind. The Qi in his body flowed like water. His body was warm, and he was not afraid of the cold.
Not long after, he reached the top of the mountain and stood on top of the rock. He looked into the distance and saw the snow covering the sky. Intuitively, a different kind of emotion brewed in his heart. He wanted to sing a song and compose a poem. Slowly, all these emotions disappeared and only calmness remained.
He stood on the mountain quietly and looked at the falling snow. It was so quiet.
He didn't realize it was noon until he saw smoke from the village at the foot of the mountain.
"Let's go!"
He walked slowly from the foot of the mountain.
San Xian was lying quietly in his hut. He looked outside and seemed to be enjoying the snow.
The eagle was standing in the wind and snow. According to Wang Yao's observation, its wings had almost recovered. It would not be long before it could fly again.
It snowed for a whole day. It didn't stop at night.
Wang Yao decided not to go home, so he cooked a meal for himself in the cottage to make do with the food.
It was getting dark. It was still snowing outside. Wang Yao read a book for a while, then turned off the light and went to sleep.
The next morning, it was still snowing. Wang Yao opened the door and thought of a poem.
Open the door in the morning and snow covers the mountain!
It was true. When he opened the door, he saw the mountain covered in snow. It was silver.
Because it was snowing, Wang Yao only watered the licorice roots. He didn't water the rest of the herbs. He didn't go up the mountain to cultivate either. Instead, he sat cross-legged in front of the hut and started to practice breathing.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. He stepped on the snow.
Hmm?
Wang Yao opened his eyes and stood up. He saw a black shadow going up the mountain. It was very eye-catching in the wind and snow.
At this time, there was still someone going up the mountain. Who could it be?
When the man got a little closer, Wang Yao vaguely saw his face. It was Wang Mingbao.
He left in a hurry as if he had something urgent to attend to.
When they got closer to the hut, they realized that his face was filled with joy and excitement.
"What's the matter? Why are you going up the mountain in this weather?" Wang Yao said.
"Getting married?"
"It's not about that. My dad's matter has been settled!" Wang Mingbao said excitedly.
"Oh, that's a good thing!" Wang Yao said with a smile. He didn't expect Tian Yuantu to be able to get this done so quickly. This also showed that Tian Yuantu's connections were indeed extraordinary.
"Is it because of the person you found?" Wang Mingbao asked.
At home, when his grandfather mentioned this, his face was full of surprise and doubt, because this matter was basically a foregone conclusion. Several major leaders in the county had already communicated with each other, and only a vote and written notice were left. However, he did not expect that someone would mention this matter at the group meeting on Monday, and then there was a big reversal. This was definitely caused by the intervention of a strong external force. Otherwise, it would be impossible to change something that was almost certain to be a foregone conclusion.
However, Wang Mingbao's father certainly didn't know who helped him. Now was not the time to inquire. He would find an opportunity to thank the person after the appointment.
He didn't know, but Wang Mingbao vaguely guessed that this matter should be related to Wang Yao. These days, he only talked about this matter with his close friend. Wang Yao promised to find someone to have a look. There was no one else except him.
"I don't know. He didn't tell me," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"I have to thank you for this matter!" Wang Mingbao said. "By the way, how much did it cost to thank the person?"
As a businessman, he knew that there were very few people in the world who helped for no reason. There was a price to pay to do something. The more difficult it was to do, the greater the price. His father belonged to the kind of people who were difficult to do.
"I didn't spend any money. I owe him a favor," Wang Yao said.
"A favor?" Wang Mingbao frowned.
For some people, a favor was nothing and had no binding power. However, for some people who valued morality, a favor was the hardest to repay!
Wang Mingbao still knew his friend. He valued friendship and honor. If he owed someone a favor, he had to repay the favor as much as possible.
After a moment of silence, Wang Mingbao said, "Why don't you ask him out some other day? I'll be the host and thank him properly."
"We'll talk about this later. Come and have a cup of tea." Wang Yao made a pot of black tea for him. Drinking some black tea in winter was good for the body.
"It's so cold. Don't you feel cold in this house?" Wang Mingbao looked around and found that the house didn't have any heating equipment. It was cold sitting inside. He only felt that there was cold air all around.
"You'll get used to it." Wang Yao smiled. Not only was his physical fitness better than ordinary people, but he also had neixi flowing in his body. This cold was really nothing to him.
"This mountain is cold and quiet. Don't tell me you really want to be a hermit in the mountains?"
"Of course not," Wang Yao said with a smile.
He still had relatives and friends. In the future, he would marry and have children. He still had to interact with society. How could he be a hermit in the mountains? He just liked this relatively quiet and slow life.
"Why don't you decorate your house after spring and the weather gets warmer?"
"There's no hurry. It's up to you. I don't live there anyway."
"That's true."
After sitting in the house for a while, even with Wang Mingbao's physique, he couldn't help but shiver. It was really cold in the house.
"I don't want to stay here. It's too cold. I can't stand it. Come to my house for lunch. I've prepared everything."
"Okay."
At noon, Wang Yao locked the door and went down the mountain. He went to Wang Mingbao's house. He basically lived in the city. His parents were usually in town. Only his grandfather and grandmother were at home. Wang Mingbao also came home from time to time to see his grandparents.
The two brothers sat together, eating, drinking, and chatting. Time passed unknowingly. Soon, it was past one o 'clock in the afternoon.
"Are you still going up the mountain in the afternoon?"
"Let's go, but there's no hurry." Wang Yao turned his head and looked outside. The snow was still falling.
On this snowy day, no one would go up the mountain. They were not even willing to go out, let alone go up the mountain. It was cold and windy. It was so nice to eat melon seeds and watch TV on the hot kang. It was also because of this that Wang Yao was not in a hurry to go up the mountain.
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