Chapter 884

Shen Mo Chen couldn't understand their conversation. He only saw song Zang stamping his feet in the same place. He seemed a little angry, but you Bai Li was still very happy.

On second thought, Shen Mochen knew that it had already happened. Songzang Yunlai had the same character as you Boli, an old urchin.

"Brother Shen, come in. Grandfather songzang's tent is warm." You Boli greets Shen Mochen and enters the tent together.

After holding this mobile phone which obviously lags behind the market and has been eliminated in many batches, Shen Mochen's mood is somewhat complicated. It's not because of the equipment. Now he also understands the situation of most Tibetans here, and he can't use what they think is essential to live here.

Because there is no network, smart phones can only answer and make calls.

He was embarrassed just because he didn't remember mu Lingtian's mobile phone number. He used to contact mu Lingtian directly by phone, and there was a stored number on his mobile phone.

After thinking about it, Shen Mochen still called Gu youyou.

Gu Youyou, who is far away from Mu's home, was at the dinner table when he received Shen Mo Chen's second call. He was playing games with Gu Li with his mobile phone just before, so he didn't miss his call.

"What's the matter? Cousin Gu youyou goes to one side and answers the phone.

"Is mu Lingtian with you?" Looking at the 10% power bar displayed on the top right corner of the mobile phone, Shen Mo Chen has no time to chat with Gu you again and get to the point.

"Where are you, looking for him?" Gu youyou doesn't doubt that there is him. In fact, she is used to the scene that these two people plot together from time to time. She can hear Shen's tone is very urgent.

Without waiting for Shen Mochen to answer, Gu youyou walked to the dining table with his mobile phone, went to Mu Lingtian and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm looking for you."

This is their first conversation today, but under such circumstances, they only got a brief response from mu Lingtian.

Mu Lingtian naturally took the mobile phone and went to one side. Later, they said something on the phone. Gu youyou had no intention to pay attention to it. He sat down and continued to eat, just like what just happened did not happen.

"Who is it?" Lu Mei asked curiously.

"My cousin, it must be business." Gu responded with a smile.

"Oh, it's that young man. He's a good man." Lu Mei recalled Gu youyou's cousin Shen and made such a comment. In fact, she didn't remember much. Her most impressive impression was that she was good-looking and had a fight with her son.

"Eat more. You've lost weight recently." These days, Gu youyou and Xiao Tian's strange things are in her eyes, but they are not safe and don't know how to solve them. There is no anger between them. It's not like a quarrel, but it's not like a cold war.

"I see." At the end of the last sentence, Shen Mochen hung up and was stopped by you Baili when he was about to pay songzang.

"If you can't give me money, grandfather songzang will be angry."

Then he exchanged a few words with song Zang, and you Boli took Shen Mochen, who had a strange face, on his way home.

On the way, you Boli told him the story of song Zang. The old man had three sons, but two big ones died in the hands of wolf bandits one after another, leaving only one small one. Song Zang and his wife worked hard to bring him up. However, the little son had a lofty pursuit and was not willing to live in such a place for a generation, so he went to work in a big coastal city.

He bought this cell phone.

Just when song Zang's wife was seriously ill and couldn't survive, song Zang thought of the mobile phone. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to use it at that time. When she finally got through the number of her little son's address book, her wife had already died, and her little son only came back to catch up with his mother's funeral ceremony.

Since then, songzang has not only learned how to make a phone call, but also contributed this mobile phone. Villagers can use it for anything they want. They just think it's inconvenient to charge the phone fee, and the number and time of calls every day should be controlled.

Such a story can not move Shen Mochen, it just touched him, but he also understood that if he really gave money, the old man would be sad.

Suddenly a piece of cold fell from the tip of his nose. Shen Mochen subconsciously raised his head and saw a piece of white falling from the sky. The goose feather like snowflakes soon covered the old snow, and even the road they had passed was filled with traces.

"It's snowing again."

Because of the snow, they were delayed on the road for some time. When they returned to the hotel, dilati had already prepared the food for them.

Three people take a seat, father and daughter are Lord, he is guest.

Shen didn't ask you why you didn't see her mother. Judging from the room, there were only two of them for a long time.

Because of the snow and the unstable power, Dillard lit the old oil lamp candle, which made the tent warm.

The wind and snow are still raging outside, and the wind is pouring into his ears. Shen Mochen is a little lucky. If he doesn't meet dilati and youboli, how can he spend such a snowy day?

"Bang bang." The wooden door of the tent was suddenly knocked. It was very strong and urgent.

Youboli, who was sitting beside him, suddenly showed a look of identity fear. Dilati put down the bowl with goat's milk and said in a deep voice, "I'll go and have a look."

"What's the matter?" Shen Mo Chen looks at you Bai Li in a puzzled way. It's just someone knocking at the door. Is it possible that you are still a cannibal outside?

Maybe it's a traveler who came by for help. He didn't take it seriously.

"It's the wolf..."

Before the bandit's words came to the ground, dilati had already opened the wooden door of the tent. The wind and snow poured in all of a sudden, and there was no heat in the burning tent.

His position was back to the door. When he heard the sound, he subconsciously looked back. Two guys in fur cloaks were standing in the snow, carrying the white sky light, which lengthened the night a little.

One of the cloak men kept saying something, and dillarty immediately changed his face, bent over and arched his hands, as if to apologize.

"It's no use saying anything. I've kept my brothers waiting in the snow for so long. Do you think your bones are not old enough?"

"Yes, I'm neglecting. Why don't you come in and have a drink?" Mingming was standing in such a cold place at the air outlet. From time to time, snow flakes were patted on him by the wind, but his forehead was sweating all the time.

"Cut the crap." The man waved dillarty aside and swaggered in.

The wooden door to block the wind and snow was suddenly closed, but without the invasion of the wind and snow, the tent still did not seem to feel a trace of warmth.

Shen Mo Chen frowned, looked at the two men, turned back, and continued to eat the hot leg left on the road.

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