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    Lanhe City is either big or small. It is not easy to find two children in such a city. From noon to afternoon, from afternoon to evening, seven or eight hours passed.  Still no news.  The time is gradually approaching nine o'clock in the evening. Today is Lanhe's famous Fireworks Festival. Merchants on both sides of the road have filled the snowdrifts in front of their doors with all kinds of fireworks. From time to time, fireworks will be lit, and fireworks will appear in the sky.  A burst of brilliant brilliance burst out.  Bang bang bang The sound of fireworks continued to reach the ears of Ye Feng and the others, but they were inadvertently admiring the rare scenery in the sky.  Ye Feng looked at the time and said to Ren Hongyu and other leading actors: "It's almost nine o'clock. You guys have a show tomorrow, so go back first." Ren Hongyu's face was already pale from the cold. After hearing this, he sighed with difficulty.  He nodded and asked: "What about you? It's too late and it's probably not safe. Why don't you go back with us and look for us tomorrow." Ye Feng pondered for a moment, looked at Ou Bao'er and said, "How about Bao'er?"  You go back first, I'll take a look around by myself." Ou Bao'er shook his head firmly: "I'll accompany you. Anyway, I won't be able to do anything for the past two days. As for safety, hehe, look at how lively the streets are today.  Nothing is safe. " Indeed, many people came out to watch the fireworks during this fireworks festival. There were more people than during the day, so safety is not a problem.  After Ren Hongyu and others left, Ye Feng took Ou Bao'er and continued to walk around the street. In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed. It was already past ten o'clock at night, and there were gradually fewer people on the street.  After getting up, Ye Feng looked at Ou Bao'er next to him, whose face was pale from the cold, and said: "Forget it, let's stop here today, and we will continue looking tomorrow." Ye Feng thought that Ou Bao'er would agree immediately, but he didn't expect it.  Opel shook his head firmly again: "Look again, it's really hard for me to imagine. How can two children survive in such weather? If you find them a minute earlier, you can save them one minute of suffering."  Painful." Looking at Ou Bao'er's firm eyes, Ye Feng was silent for a moment and nodded: "Then we'll look for you again, but you have to go back at eleven o'clock, otherwise there will be problems with the rest of the shooting if you catch a cold.  " Ou Bao'er nodded: "Whether we can find it or not, we will go back at eleven o'clock. " As the two of them said, they continued to shuttle between the streets. The night became darker and the weather became colder without realizing it.  middle.  There were actually snowflakes flying in the sky. In just a moment, it turned from light snow to heavy snow. Each snowflake was the size of a goose feather, and it covered the ground with a layer in minutes.  The wind has picked up, and the wind blows on people's faces like knives. The few pedestrians on the road have become even rarer.  Even vehicles became rare. Ye Feng took Ou Bao'er and hid in a small supermarket. The supermarket was a small store run by an individual. The owner was a lean middle-aged woman. When the two came in, it was snowy and she kept selling sales.  thing.  "Then let's cook two bowls of noodles. We'll eat here and wait for someone to pick us up." After Ye Feng finished speaking, he led Ou Bao'er to sit down at a small table inside.  Then he took out his phone and called Li Qingmin, asking him to arrange a car to pick them up back to the hotel.  The landlady quickly cooked two bowls of hot noodle soup. The two of them had been hungry all night and were too cold to wait for the noodles to come out. They just started eating with the bowls in hand and sat down with the hot noodles.  The bodies of the two of them gradually recovered.  The landlady returned to the counter. The shop was quiet. Ye Feng and Ou Baoer didn't say a word except for eating noodles. They were really in no mood to talk more.  The weather outside can freeze a person to death, and now it's even more windy and snowy. It's hard to imagine how difficult it would be for the little brother and sister to survive in such an environment.  Just when the two of them were about to finish eating, the door of the small supermarket was pushed open, but because they were separated by several shelves, the two of them did not see who came in. They could only hear the voice of the landlady chasing people away:  "Get out, get out, get out. There are enough gifts for the God of Wealth today. The money I spent to buy these things will last for several days. Let's go quickly. No, no." Ye Feng knows that there is a tradition here, that  It is to give the God of Wealth as a gift during the Fireworks Festival. Many lonely elderly people who live very difficult lives will buy several rolls of plastic God of Wealth statues and send them to various stores. Each family will receive one. The amount of money depends on the mood of the person. If you give more, you will give a few yuan.  For as little as a few cents, only very poor people who lack the ability to survive would do such a thing.  Ou Bao'er didn't understand this and was still frowning and worried about her little brother and sister, while Ye Feng was also a little absent-minded and didn't pay too much attention.  The door of the small supermarket was pushed open again. It seemed that the person who gave the God of Wealth could not deliver the God of Wealth and was driven away.  "At first glance, he looks like a novice with no experience at all. If he is an experienced guy, I'm afraid he won't get any money."?will leave.  "Ye Feng's thoughts were very messy and drifted away, and his eyes were a little scattered. The door of the small supermarket closed slowly. Just when the door was about to be closed, a young and weak child's voice came through the crack in the door that had not yet been closed.  Passed in. ¡°Brother, the noodles inside were so delicious just now. Niuniu is hungry.  " Bang! The door of the small supermarket was completely closed, as if two worlds were separated. Ye Feng's hand holding the noodles stiffened instantly, and his whole person seemed to freeze. The chopsticks in Ou Bao'er's hand fell directly to the  The two looked at each other for a moment, then jumped up from their seats, grabbed their belongings and rushed outside. "Money, money, money, you haven't paid yet."  "The boss's wife yelled anxiously, stepped forward and grabbed the skirts of their clothes, and refused to let go. "I'll give it to you later.  "Ye Feng's mind was full of that immature childish voice, and he tried hard to break away from the proprietress's pull. "No, you can't leave. I'll look for you wherever you go. Give me money first. Give me money first.  "Not only did the lady boss not let go, she held the two of them tighter, and even had the tendency to sit on the ground and hug their thighs. Ye Feng's anxious forehead was sweating. He was sure that the childish voice just now was the little brother and sister.  The younger sister in the middle of the night just wanted to rush out and find the two children. You must know that it is late at night, and the wind and snow are so strong. If it is a little later, maybe the two of them will disappear into the night.  Here it is, no need to look for it.  Ye Feng threw down a hundred-dollar bill, then pulled Ou Bao'er and rushed out of the supermarket. "Whew!" The icy cold wind hit the two of them in the face, but the two of them didn't notice it at all.  He glanced around like crazy, hoping to see those two little figures. He turned around once, twice, and three times. But there was nothing, nothing, except thick accumulation on the street.  There was nothing in the snow, even the footprints were blown away by the strong wind. Ou Bao'er was so anxious that he almost cried. Ye Feng's face was also turning green. Could it be that he was really going to pass by, thinking of that childish person just now.  "What should I do, Ye Feng, what should I do?  "Ou Bao'er jumped to her feet, grabbed Ye Feng's arm with both hands, and shook it hard. She simply couldn't imagine that in such weather, a seven or eight-year-old boy led a five- or six-year-old blind boy.  What would it be like for the girl to be walking around? Ye Feng took a deep breath and calmed down a little: "Don't worry, since they are sending the God of Wealth, they will definitely enter the store. There are not many stores open at this time. Let's look for it.  Look for it.  "Ou Bao'er was originally confused. After hearing Ye Feng's words, she seemed to have finally found the backbone. She nodded vigorously. "You go over there, I'll go this way. Remember, don't go far, don't go out of this street, they should  Still on this street.  " Ye Feng gave Ou Bao'er a few more instructions, and the two of them chose a direction to start looking for the person. Before they had gone far, Ye Feng heard Ou Bao'er's call from behind: "Ye Feng, come here, come here quickly,  I see them.  Hearing this, Ye Feng quickly ran towards Ou Baoer. Before he could reach Ou Baoer, he followed the direction Ou Baoer pointed and saw the two small figures. That was a hot pot restaurant.  The store door is entirely made of floor-to-ceiling glass. Through the store door, you can see a little boy leading a little girl standing in front of the counter. The little boy is holding a stack of red God of Wealth statues in his hands, while the little girl is timid.  He grabbed the little boy's hand. A few meters away from them, there was a table of happy guests eating. In front of them, there was an expressionless waiter. Even though he was far away, Ye Feng could feel it.  Seeing the expectation and helplessness of the two children, for some reason, this scene made him feel an indescribable desolation. The waiter seemed to have said something, but the little boy still held up the statue of the God of Wealth in his hand, while the little girl was trembling.  This scene lasted for about ten seconds. The waitress seemed to be impatient and started to wave her hands away. The little boy lowered his head and slowly took back the hands that held up the God of Wealth statue.  The stack of red God of Wealth statues were put into their arms, and then they pulled the little girl out of the hot pot restaurant without saying a word. Ye Feng and Ou Baoer stared at this scene, tears blurring their eyes for some time.  The little boy led the little girl out of the hot pot restaurant. The biting cold wind did not stop their steps. The two young children held hands and faced the wind and snow, walking step by step to the next shop.nbsp; The snow was too thick, at least for these two young children. Their knees would be submerged with every step they took, and the cold snow foam would pour into their trouser legs and shoes.  The wind became stronger, blowing their clothes that had become thin for some reason, even exposing their skin to the wind and snow.  Looking at the two little figures walking hard in the cold wind, Ye Feng and Ou Baoer's minds went blank. The little match girl was just a fairy tale, but what appeared in front of them now was the cold reality.
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