My Husband, Warm The Bed-Novel2

The snow continued.

The snow disaster was getting bigger and bigger. historical

Of course, the worst affected was still the misty hill area, where over a hundred families from a few villages were buried.

After receiving the news, the relevant authorities immediately arranged for the aerial troops to go out of their way to take the risk. The Mr. President then rushed to the disaster area to express their condolences to the soldiers who were in danger and the people who were trapped there.

The national central news cha

el kept rolling and broadcasting the emergency work in the disaster area, so that the people of the whole country could be informed of the progress of the emergency work in the disaster area.

However, compared to the snow outside, compared to the warriors who went to the disaster area and their Honourable President s, such a group of people had a very comfortable life.

In a snowstorm, the most comfortable thing to do was to find a tavern with a friend and have a drink, eat barbecue and talk about the weather.

A small tavern that did not look too impressive, but had a cozy and cozy interior. Today, it only entertained a single table of guests. Small signs that were already filled to the brim were hung at the entrance.

There were only two people at the table, and the first and second floor were filled with empty seats. It was unknown why the owner of the tavern did not entertain any other guests.

The two guests were sitting on the second floor of the tavern, near the window. From the window, they could see the snow-covered scenery with a white glow.

However, their focus was not on the snow outside the window, but on the TV on the wall. The TV was switched to the central news cha

el, which was currently showing Mr. President's condolences in the disaster area.

Quan Nandi held onto a large trumpet, and shouted at the people who were affected by the disaster and the soldiers who were in danger: "No matter how much material and financial resources we use, we will do our best to save every single one of us who is trapped among the masses."

"Humph, this bastard's acting is really good!" One of the two guests in the tavern, Customer A., picked up the TV remote and turned it off.

Guest B, who was sitting opposite of him, poured him a cup of wine and smiled indifferently, "Quan Nandi is willing to act and fool the masses, then let him act. Why are you getting so worked up over him?"

Guest A revealed dissatisfaction on his face: "Seeing that Quan Nandi is getting more popular with each passing day, with more and more people supporting him, and his position becoming more and more stable with each passing day, only you can sit."

Guest B refilled his glass for Guest A and slowly refilled his glass for himself. Still indifferently, he said, "Some things are not his. Even if he stole them, they can't be his."

Guest A looked at Guest B's indifferent expression and muttered, "Are you really not that anxious?"

Guest B did not reply to Guest A. He held the wine cup and took a whiff of the wine's fragrance: "Un, what a good wine! "Of all the pubs here, this is the one with the most aroma."

The calmer guest B appeared to be indifferent to the world, the more anxious Guest A became. "I'm talking business with you, what are you talking about? If you want to drink alcohol, you have to drink alcohol. "

Guest B lifted up his glass and took a sip of wine. "It's snowing heavily today. Is it easy for me to go out? Why don't you accompany me for a drink?"

One of them insisted on talking about official matters while the other kept quiet, unwilling to bring up official matters. The atmosphere was in a deadlock.

After waiting for a while, he watched as Guest B poured a cup of wine into his stomach. Guest A was actually the boss of this tavern. He glared at the person in front of him and said with slight anger, "What on earth are you pla

ing?"

Guest B said, "It's still snowing, and it looks like it's going to get worse. Today, the villages under the misty hill were buried, who knows if there will be more places buried tomorrow. "

The owner was so anxious that he poured a glass of wine into his mouth and said, "What does the snow have to do with what I want to tell you?"

Guest B smiled and said slowly, "As long as the snow does not stop falling, the disaster will continue. We can't care about one or two disaster spots ??" If the affected areas get wider and wider, the government might not be able to take care of them. "

He laughed in his heart and then laughed out loud. "As long as the government is not in time to take the risk, the people will complain, and at that time, there will naturally be people who will push Quan Nandi off the stage."

Guest B sipped his wine with a cold and determined smile on his face, but he did not continue to answer the owner's question.

The owner said, "It seems like the two of us should drink to our heart's content. Hopefully, the snow will continue for a few more days and will not stop."

"Yes, cheers." Guest B narrowed his eyes, a look of disdain flashing across his eyes.

In his opinion, begging the heavens for snow for a few more days was just the thought of some useless people. He casually said it and this foolish person actually believed it.

He really didn't understand. That person was so smart, hiding behind a curtain for so many years. Why would he use such a subordinate?

However, he was just taking money from someone to do something for them. He didn't care what kind of subordinate that person wanted, nor did he care.

It was just that every time they discussed matters, it would be quite arduous for them to talk to such a foolish person.

Because he had received Lin Jiacheng's reply, Qin Leran could very quickly go to Quan Nandi's side to translate.

Thinking about being able to work with Big Brother Lie everyday, then work together again, Qin Leran felt an unspeakable gap in his heart.

She was so excited that she rolled a few more times on the sofa and ran around it a few more times. She looked like a little lunatic who had lost his mind.

Excited, Qin Leran thought about his family back in New York, but at this time, it was already afternoon on her side and midnight on New York's side, so it would not be good for his to call and disturb them.

She took out her phone and dialed her mother's cell phone. She thought her mother would turn off her phone, but she didn't expect her mother to pick it up the moment she called.

Her mother's soft, sleepy voice came through the phone. "Baby, what's the matter with the call in the middle of the night?"

"Mom, I'm sorry, I woke you up." Qin Leran stuck out his tongue playfully, "I'm just too excited, I want to share my joy with someone."

"Baby, it doesn't matter." Jian Ran's voice became gentler, "Tomorrow is the weekend, so I can sleep for a bit more. "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Mom, you are so nice!" Qin Leran really wanted to jump into his father's embrace and act coquettishly.

To her, the happiest thing in her life was to have such a good mother and father and such a good family.

Her parents doted on her like a precious treasure, so she never experienced the feeling of a father who didn't love his mother much.

"Silly child, you're your father's and my baby!" Jian Ran chuckled, "Tell me, what exactly is it that you want to share with me?"

"Hee hee ??" Qin Leran laughed foolishly, "Mom, I can go to Big Brother Lie's side now to work."