My Husband, Warm The Bed

The effects of the snow were getting bigger and bigger.    

Of course, the ones that suffered the most were still the Misty Mountain area. Hundreds of villagers and families were buried at the foot of the Misty Mountain.    

After receiving the news, the relevant departments immediately arranged for the airborne troops to take the risk. Mr. President also rushed to the disaster region to pay respects to the soldiers and the trapped people.    

The national central news channel was constantly broadcasting the disaster area's emergency work, so that the people in the country could immediately know the progress of the disaster area.    

However, compared to the snow outside, compared to the soldiers who went to the disaster zone to take the risk, and their Mr. President, there was a group of people who lived a very comfortable life.    

The most comfortable thing about a day with snow flying everywhere was to find a small tavern with friends, drink liquor, eat barbecued meat, and chat about small days.    

In a tavern that looked inconspicuous but had an especially comfortable and cozy interior, there was only one table of guests that was served today. A small sign that was full was hung at the door.    

There were only two people at the first table and the second floor was filled with empty seats. For some reason, the owner of the pub did not entertain other guests.    

The two customers sat at the window seat on the second floor of the pub. Looking out from the window, they could enjoy the snowy scenery of the white light.    

However, their attention was not on the snowy scenery outside the window but on the television on the wall. The television was switched to the central news channel, and the news channel was showing Mr. President's condolences in the disaster area.    

Quan Nandi held a loudspeaker and shouted at the victims and the soldiers in danger, "No matter how much material resources and financial resources we have, we have to do our best to save every single one of us who are trapped."    

"Hmph, this son of a b * tch is really putting on a good show!" The customer A of the two customers in the pub picked up the TV remote control and turned off the TV.    

Customer A, who was sitting in Customer A's restaurant, picked up the wine pot and poured him a glass of wine. He smiled indifferently: "Quan Nandi is willing to play a role to fool the crowd, so let him play. Why are you in such a hurry with him?"    

Customer A showed dissatisfaction on his face. "Seeing that Quan Nandi's popularity is increasing day by day, the number of people who support him is increasing day by day. His seat is getting more and more stable day by day. You are the only one who can sit still. "    

Customer B filled the glass of wine for Customer A, then slowly poured a glass for himself. He still said indifferently, "Some things are not his, even if he snatched them away. Even so, they can't be his. "    

Customer A looked at Customer B's indifferent expression and muttered: "Don't tell me you are really not that anxious?"    

Customer B did not answer Customer A's question. Instead, he held his glass and took a whiff of the aroma of the wine. "Mm, what a good wine! "There are so many taverns here, but your tavern's wine is the most fragrant."    

The more indifferent Customer B appeared to be, the more anxious he became. "I'm talking business with you. Why are you talking about wine fragrance with me? If you want to drink, why don't you drink? "    

Customer B raised his glass and took a sip of wine, then said, "It's such a heavy snowfall today. Is it easy for me to go out for a trip? Just accompany me to drink a few glasses."    

One insisted on talking about the so-called proper business, while the other refused to talk about the so-called proper business. The atmosphere was in a stalemate for a moment.    

After waiting for a while, he watched Customer B pour a glass of wine into his stomach. Customer A was actually the owner of this pub. He glared at the person in front of him and was slightly angry. "What are you planning?"    

Customer B said, "The snow is still falling, and it looks like it will get bigger and bigger. " Today, a few villages under the Misty Mountain were buried. Tomorrow, who knows if there are any more places buried? "    

The shop 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?"    

Customer B smiled and said slowly, "As long as the snow doesn't stop, the disaster will continue. One disaster point and two disaster points can still be taken care of... If the area of the disaster is getting bigger and bigger, the government might not be able to take care of it."    

It was so obvious. The shop owner finally understood. He laughed in his heart and laughed out loud. "As long as the government doesn't take the risk in time, the people will complain. At that time, someone will push Quan Nandi down the stage. "    

Customer B sipped his wine. There was a cold and determined smile on his face, but he didn't continue to answer the shop owner's words.    

The shop owner said again, "It seems that the two of us should raise our glasses and have a good toast. Hopefully, the snow will fall for a few more days. Don't stop."    

"Okay, cheers." Customer B slightly narrowed his eyes, and an extremely disdainful look flashed in his eyes.    

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

He really did not understand. That person was so smart, hiding behind the scenes and strategizing. For so many years, how could he use such a subordinate?    

However, he was only using money to do things for others. He could not control what kind of subordinate that person wanted to use, nor did he want to care.    

It was just that every time he talked about things, he would talk to such a foolish person. It was really a little hard on him.    

...    

Because Qin Leran had gotten Lin Jiacheng's answer, she could quickly go to Quan Nandi's side to translate.    

Thinking about how she could work with Big Brother Lie every day and then get off work together, Qin Leran's heart skipped a beat.    

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

While she was excited, Qin Leran thought of her family in New York. However, it was afternoon on her side, and it was midnight in New York. It was not easy to call them.    

She endured it and could not help but call her mother. She thought her mother would turn off the phone, but she did not expect her mother to pick up as soon as she called.    

Her mother's gentle and sleepy voice came through the phone, "Baby, what did you call me for in the middle of the night?"    

"Mommy, I'm sorry, I woke you up." Qin Leran stuck out her playful tongue, "I was just too excited and wanted to find someone to share my joy with."    

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

"Mom, you are so good!" Qin Leran wished she could crawl into her father's arms and act spoiled.    

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

Their mother doted on her like a treasure, so she had never experienced the kind of feeling Big Brother Lie had when his father didn't love his mother.    

"Silly child, you are the treasure of your father and me!" Jian Ran laughed lightly, "Tell me, what kind of good things do you want to share with me?"    

"Hehe..." Qin Leran laughed foolishly and said, "Mother, I can go to Big Brother Lie's side to work."