The wind and snow calculated the time, and it was indeed a bit tight. Now it has been 5 years, in January of the solar calendar, and the lunar calendar is the beginning of the lunar month, Wang Fengqiao wants to rush back to his hometown within 20 days, which is not realistic, and no one can guarantee that there will be no problems along the way.

As Wang Fengqiao said, I don't know how many times the train has to stop for maintenance along the way. The workers and soldiers who built the railways worked very hard, and it was they who made the railways one by one with their hands, and the railway workers who worked in the railway bureau also worked hard, and they had to overhaul one train after another every day to ensure that the trains ran smoothly.

This time, they took an express train, saying that the average speed was about 50 kilometers per hour, and the maximum speed was 80 kilometers per hour.

The capital departs, directly to their destination, because of maintenance, as well as railway problems, in fact, it has not reached this speed at all, the road may reach this level if the road is good, and the speed is particularly slow if the road is not good.

It's the general speed that goes home, not to mention the speed.

"Of course, it's good to go home a year ago, and it's okay if you can't get there." The New Year in my hometown is not too much compared to the city, which day in the capital is not better than the New Year at home?

Wang Fengqiao didn't rush home in a hurry for the Chinese New Year, but didn't want to trouble Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue.

"I'll tell you straight, I just can't let go of your uncle!" The wind and snow sighed, the voice was long, and the smile was on her face, she understood, she understood, she understood.

.. Wang Fengqiao's old face was a little red, and he stretched out his hand to hit her, and suddenly heard Xibao shouting: "Fight!" Hit the beat! Beat! As the voice sounded, the little guy waved his fist, and kicked off the quilt on his body.

Soon, he rolled over, pouted and continued to sleep, his whole body curled up into shrimp balls.

"Who did this stinky boy hit in his dream? It must be that he and Ah Jiang showed off their great achievements in the capital, remembering the scene of fighting Su Ping, and they were fighting in their dreams! The wind and snow were angry and funny, turned him over and lay him down, and covered the quilt again.

After about half an hour of sleep, Xibao woke up. Tengdi sat up, and he didn't have time to rub his eyes before he said to the wind lightly: "I beat my father to tears!" Not only Wang Fengqiao and Feng Qingxue were stunned, but Lu Jiang, who knocked on the door and came back to get something, was dumbfounded when he heard this, and immediately frowned,

"Lu Xibao, why are you beating me? Where have I offended you? The tone was indignant, but he didn't touch Lu Xibao with a finger, okay?

You can't let the other party wronged you. When I woke up and saw my parents, Xibao seemed very excited,

"Daddy! Mom! Grandmother! After calling one by one, Xibao jumped up, and after Lu Jiang repeated his question, he looked up at Lu Jiang with a fat face, blinking his innocent big eyes,

"Daddy is bad, spanked!" Feng Qingxue smiled: "Dad spanked you, so you beat Dad and then beat Dad to tears, right?" ”

"That's right! Daddy spanked! "Don't forget to reach out and touch your butt. was so angry that Lu Jiang pointed at him,

"Lu Xibao, you can do it!"

"Dad, I'm good!" Xibao didn't forget to give himself a head when he said. Wang Fengqiao and Feng Qingxue laughed at the same time, this kid!

Lu Jiang pretended to be angry and walked out, Xibao was reluctant, his two feet were staggered on the kang, and his two hands were open to him.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, hug me! Hug me! ”