Chapter 175 The bitter and cold area

Before noon, the plane landed steadily at Urumqi Airport

When we broke up with Team He yesterday, Team He reminded us that since Uncle Kang’s father and aunt Kang had just arrived home in the evening, we flew over the next day and must leave enough rest for the two elderly people and don’t rush to enter the door.

Nizi and I had already discussed on the plane. After arriving in Urumqi, we would find a place to live near Uncle Kang’s house. We should not appear in front of the two old men with our luggage, so as not to stimulate the two old men even more.

Before leaving the airport, Nizi and I were armed again. Nizi had a full body of leather boots, leather pants, mink coats and leather hats. I was wearing very thick pandas. Both of them wore thick leather gloves and then walked out of the airport.

Although I made sufficient preparations in advance, after leaving Urumqi Airport, I suddenly felt particularly cold and the heat coming out of my mouth could condense into ice almost instantly

The temperature here is 17 or 8 degrees lower than ours, it is really a bitter and cold area

While walking, Nizi suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground. I hurriedly reached out to support her and asked: Nizi, what's wrong with you?

She couldn't help but frowned and replied in a low voice: Why did my legs hurt particularly after coming out of the airport?

I pondered slightly and said: The temperature here is much lower than that in our place. It may be because it is too cold. Let's find a place to stay as soon as possible.

Nizi nodded, and suddenly, my fingers holding the suitcase felt a little tingling, and I couldn't help but free my hand to move. Although I was wearing thick leather gloves, I still couldn't help but feel pain. The pain was exactly where I had broken my bones.

Seeing me grinning, Nizi hurriedly asked: What's wrong with you?

My fingers hurt, too

It seems that it may be too cold

Haha, your legs hurt, my hands hurt, that must be the reason for being too cold

My hand injury and your leg injury fell in the Grand Canyon. If it weren't for the Grand Canyon, we wouldn't have come here, hehe...

Nizi smiled with her lips and said: This is to relive the past, don’t forget the Grand Canyon, let us cherish the present!

Yes, Nizi, you're right, haha...

After walking for a while, Nizi and I took a taxi

After getting on the bus, I told the taxi driver: Please go to People's Park

Because Uncle Kang’s aunt Kang’s home is near Urumqi People’s Park, after arriving at that place, follow the specific family address written by Team He to find it.

It is easy to snow in the bitter and cold areas, and it is still heavy snow. Although it is not snowing now, you can vaguely see a lot of snow on both sides of the road.

A taxi carried Nizi and me. After an hour and a half drive, I finally arrived at Urumqi People's Park

The taxi driver took Nizi and me to the entrance of People's Park. After getting off the taxi, he saw big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the park, which was a joyful scene.

I couldn't help asking: Nizi, what day is today? Why are there big red lanterns hanging here?

Stupid, isn't the Spring Festival coming soon

I suddenly realized it and laughed: Yes, I forgot about the Spring Festival, hehe...

After laughing, my expression suddenly became solemn, from solemnity to sadness. Through the park gate, I looked at the scene inside the park and thought to myself: Ah Hua's home lives nearby, Ah Hua grew up here since she was a child, she must have been here countless times in this park

Thinking of this, it was as if I saw Ahua smiling brightly, graceful, playful and cute. Shanshan was walking towards me from the park with light steps...

I hurriedly closed my eyes in pain, not daring to look into the park anymore, so I quickly reached out and pulled Nizi away

I saw several hotels near the park, and finally chose a hotel with a higher level, better conditions and full of heating. I stayed in it.

Now after noon, Nizi and I were both hungry. After staying there, we entered the room and put down our luggage and went outside for lunch.

In Urumqi, most of the store signs are written in bilingual, in Chinese and Uyghur. Thanks to the Chinese, otherwise, we really can't understand it.

Here, most people speak Chinese, but they are still relatively standard Mandarin, at least they are much more standard than what I say.

Nizi and I chose a cleaner restaurant. Each of us drank a bowl of fragrant, spicy and delicious noodle soup, and ate a few naans with sesame seeds.

Noodle soup and naan are the specialty foods here. When you come here, you must follow the local customs and try it carefully.

The new feeling brought to me by the new place and new atmosphere did not make me happy for long. I sat in this restaurant and I couldn't help but think: Did Ah Hua come to this place before?

Is it the same thing that I sit here and drink this noodle soup and eat this fragrant naan?

While thinking, looking around, as if looking for Ah Hua's shadow

As a result, I became even more sad

The more sad the more you feel, the sad it is, but you can't tell Ni Ziming that you can only endure it alone. This kind of uncomfortable feeling that is heart-wrenching and bone-eroding is really not good