The snow was falling heavily on the ground.

Xu Qing heard that Qin Huairu agreed to pay back the money.

Then he stopped talking.

On this cold day, when you open your mouth, the cold wind blows into your mouth, and all the heat on your body escapes.

Xu Qing and Qin Huairu walked out of the alley side by side, turned onto the street, and continued towards the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

There are few people on the street.

Occasionally, I would encounter two people wearing locomotive hats, but they would also shrink up and walk away in a hurry.

Xu Qing looked at the red slogans on the walls on both sides of the street, and his thoughts were indescribably mixed.

When we reached the gate of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, the sky gradually started to get brighter.

The snow suddenly became lighter, but it never stopped, covering the whole world with white flowers.

There were not many workers at the factory gate at this time. Xu Qing stomped his feet onto the snow and stretched his hands out of his sleeves.
Chapter completed!