Chapter 170 Is it him? Are you crying?
He Tiantian washed the dishes, wiped them with clean cotton cloth, and put them in the kitchen cabinet.
There was a lot of rubbish in the trash cans in the kitchen and the house. After He Tiantian cleaned them up, he carried two garbage cans to the big bucket at the entrance of the alley to empty the garbage. Garbage trucks take away the garbage there every day.
Because it was not far away, He Tiantian went alone and did not ask anyone else to follow.
This alley has been imprinted on He Tiantian's mind and is very familiar. She can walk smoothly without lighting. Because the alley is relatively narrow, everyone has agreed not to put anything at the door, so there is no need to worry about tripping.
As He Tiantian walked, he hummed the "Purple Bamboo Tune" with a lively rhythm. Ahem, as for whether outsiders heard it as "Purple Bamboo Tune", that was beyond He Tiantian's control.
In short, she is in a very good mood now.
It would be even better if you could always celebrate the New Year at home.
But He Tiantian also knew that this was impossible. There was a long road ahead, and she had only just walked a short distance.
The road in her previous life, because of her own cowardice and weakness, made the already bumpy road full of thorns and mud. But in this life, it is no longer like this. She has a sharp and useful machete in her hand to cut through the thorns, and she also has many helpers.
If she would repeat the old path of her previous life, she would die headlong and never live in this world.
When he reached the entrance of the alley, He Tiantian took out the garbage and stood under two large elm trees at the entrance of the alley.
At this season, the leaves of the big elm trees have fallen, leaving only dry branches, which were blown by the biting cold wind in the air, as if they were about to be blown off in the next moment. Even if sometimes the branches are broken by the fierce cold wind, we don't care, but choose to hide our capabilities and bide our time, waiting for the arrival of next spring, so that we can bloom our lives again and show our beauty and greenery.
These two trees are hundreds of years old and very strong. She also wants to be a strong and strong elm tree.
He Tiantian touched the big elm tree on the left, and then touched the big elm tree on the right.
It's great that no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, they still have each other to rely on and keep company, and they are not alone.
Just when He Tiantian was deep in thought, a tall and thin figure approached the Big Elm Alley with brisk steps. Just as I was about to go in, I noticed that there seemed to be a person next to two big elm trees leaning against each other.
Just as he was about to go around, he heard a voice that haunted him.
Is it her?
Huo Yingjie walked over quickly and wanted to see what was going on.
He Tiantian was thinking about something. When she felt someone approaching, the black shadow was already in front of her.
"Who are you?" He Tiantian asked hurriedly, taking two steps back and hiding behind the big elm tree, hoping that the big elm tree could protect her and block the sudden black shadow.
"Who are you?" Huo Yingjie also asked, but now after hearing He Tiantian's voice, even if it was dark and he couldn't see the other person clearly, he was already sure that it was her.
He Tiantian was also stunned, this voice was very familiar!
He Tiantian's brain was half a beat slower than Huo Yingjie's. When he was thinking about who this person was, the man opposite him came over with long legs, grabbed He Tiantian's hand, and pulled him in front of him.
"I'm finally back..." Huo Yingjie murmured, with great strength in his arms, as if he had found a treasure that had been lost for many years and never wanted to let go.
He Tiantian was startled, and then she realized that this was Huo Yingjie!
Her Yingjie brother also came home.
Once upon a time, He Tiantian also longed for such a warm embrace!
He Tiantian wanted to break away and look at Huo Yingjie's face.
But just when she tilted her head and raised her head, she suddenly felt water droplets falling on her left cheek.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
Is it raining?
He Tiantian was puzzled, and at the same time she felt moved by Huo Yingjie.
Are you crying?
He Tiantian's heart is sour, there are thousands of words, thousands of worries, there are countless...
In Huo Yingjie's tears, He Tiantian could not say anything, she cried silently, and hugged the man who was crying for her tightly with her backhand. No, he is still a big boy now...
After a while, the clean, lean and big hands with clear joints carefully held He Tiantian's pretty little face and slowly lowered his head.
The hero has come out, why are you hiding the ticket in your hand? Come and vote!