Bai Youwei was stunned when she heard this and asked, "They haven't come back yet?"

Calculate the time, I have been there for three days or four days?

It's not good news to stay in the maze for so long.

"Do you want to ask?" Shen Mo said, "Leonid didn't go. He was injured in the maze No. 4. Now he is in the medical area. We can ask him about the situation."

Bai Youwei frowned and thought, "Forget it... Even if you ask clearly, it's useless. People are in the maze and people outside can't help. I hope they have good luck."

"Maybe it's coming out soon." Shen Mo comforted, "Fu Miaoxue has life-saving props in her hand, so they should be fine."

Bai Youwei nodded slightly, no longer thought about it, and was ready to pack up and go to the Shen family.

...

Teacher Cheng marinated the chicken, put it in the oven, and stewed the other chicken in a casserole, then changed into winter clothes, chatted with him, Pan Xiaoxin went out together and followed Shen Mo and Bai Youwei to visit the Shen family.

He covered his whole body tightly, and a thick scarf was wrapped around his neck, and the fish scales on his body were not visible at all.

Tan Xiao was depressed for a long time, and when he went out, he saw the lights and decorations outside, he felt a little more energetic.

I didn't feel it when I stayed in the house before, but when I came out, I realized that it was so lively outside.

The staff of the headquarters building were busy carrying various decorations. The entire first-floor lobby was decorated with a prosperous life. There was also a large Christmas tree. I don’t know which shopping mall was transported from the warehouse, and the trees were full of colorful gift boxes.

In fact, Christmas has passed long ago. Now it has just entered the New Year, but it is not the time for the Lunar New Year. The hall is decorated with Chinese and Western styles, and there is no clear festival. In short, how can it be festive and lively?

Bai Youwei guessed in her heart that Chu Huaijin arranged these things probably to take into account the time of the next battle game.

——If some people are destined to go and never return, at least they have been reunited with their relatives and friends before leaving.

The snow is still falling, and the snowflakes are splashing down, and a thick layer of the road accumulates.

They drove along the white streets and saw many places hanging lanterns and pasting the word "Fu". Although they were not as prosperous and noisy as before, they could make people feel auspicious and auspicious.

Talk and laughed and looked at the window for a while, and couldn't help but sigh: "It looks like it's going to be celebrated in the New Year."

He turned his head and asked Cheng Weicai: "Old Cheng, when will it be for the New Year?"

"Based on the lunar calendar, the Spring Festival will be the 25th of this month." Cheng Wei Cai said.

"It happened to be a few days before the next battle game." Pan Xiaoxin looked at Bai Youwei in the passenger seat, "If Sister Weiwei goes to the battle, she may have to celebrate the New Year in the game."

Bai Youwei turned around and smiled at them, "Then let's take the New Year early today."

Cheng Weicai sighed: "I miss you thousands of miles tonight in my hometown, and my frosty hair is another year in the morning..."

Everyone chatted in the car for a few words and soon arrived at the place.

Shen Mo parked his car to the side of the road. The gate of the Shen family's courtyard was open. Compared to other people's houses, it seemed much quieter. The snow in the yard was cleaned to both sides. There was a cluster of thin bamboo growing in the corner, and the surroundings were silent, as if the owner was not at home.

Several people got off the car one after another.

Shen Fei in the room heard the sound and came out to greet them, with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to come so early. Come in quickly. Uncle San and my dad are inside. In a while, the other uncles and uncles will come..."

The group entered the house and as soon as they walked into the living room, they saw uncle Shen’s family whispering ink at the table. He seemed to want to write a pair of Spring Festival couplets, and his whole body was breathing and his expression was particularly focused.

There are a lot of waste red paper piled up under the table.
Chapter completed!