The plane is late.

Because of heavy snow.

The temperature in the airport is pleasant, but it is windy and snowy outside.

Pang Qian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass wrapped in her coat, watching the snow on the apron getting thicker and thicker. The snowflakes in the sky rolled in the wind and fell down. Under the light of the light, everything seemed a little blurry.

The staff were driving various professional vehicles back and forth, transporting passengers' luggage and cleaning the snow on the apron. Pang Qian raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It was already eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, she had already landed at the E-City Airport.

The gate of the boarding gate was closed and there were no staff. Half an hour ago, someone had sent lunch boxes and mineral water. Pang Qian lined up with a bunch of anxious passengers to collect it. After eating in a hurry, she began to think about the possibility of going home this evening.

She came to the north on a business trip alone. In the cold and cold season, Pang Qian was eager to go home in this icy and snowy city. She has been here for two weeks, which is really long enough for a home-loving girl.

Still no one came to inform them whether the plane would take off. Pang Qian sat on the chair and looked at the people around her. An elderly man had fallen asleep against the back of the chair. A young mother was coaxing the crying child in his arms. On the other side, a young couple leaned together, one of whom was stuffed with an earplug and watching the video on the iPad, laughing while watching. A capable-dressed middle-aged man sat next to them silently, as if an old monk had entered the silence...

The phone rang, and Pang Qian answered the phone. It was her mother Jin Aihua. Pang Qian told her that the plane was late and she didn't know if she could go home tonight.

"It's snowing here, and there's no news at all now." Pang Qian looked up at Feixue outside the window and said helplessly.

Jin Aihua said: "Then I'll ask Xiao Yu to go back first. He has been waiting for your phone call for a long time and is thinking about going to the airport to pick you up."

Pang Qian frowned: "Why is he here again? You can ask him to go back quickly. If I can fly here, I can just take the airport bus back by myself."

After hanging up the phone, Pang Qian decided to go for a walk. She had been waiting in the airport for several hours, which was so boring.

After visiting several local specialty stores, clothing and bag shops, Pang Qian walked into a bookstore. The books at the airport bookstore did not make her look forward to it. Many people passed on the records, financial management secrets, and travel information... Pang Qian turned over one by one boredly. Out of the corner of her eyes, she suddenly saw a book on the side, which seemed to be a best-selling product.

This is a picture book. It is a large, moderate thickness and exquisitely printed. The green leaves on the cover are drawn in detail. Among the green leaves is a small crab, staying on the back of a small ostrich.

The crab is red and the ostrich is brown. It can see the traces of feathers on its body. The ostrich's eyes are gentle and dark and clear, while the crab shrinks its claws and sleeps soundly.

The name of the picture book is - "My Miss Crab".

Pang Qian couldn't help but pick up the book, which was wrapped in a plastic envelope and was not cheap. She found the author's name - Mr. Ostrich.

A very strange name made her heart beat faster.

Pang Qian walked to the cashier with the book. When she paid, her hands were slightly shaking.

When he returned to the boarding gate, Pang Qian found that the passengers were all gathering together in a mess. It turned out that the airport sent staff to inform him. Due to the snowstorm, all flights were cancelled that night. As for when they could be restored, it depends on the weather.

The ground staff lady apologizes to contact the airline to arrange a refund or change of tickets. Passengers who need accommodation will arrange to go to hotels in the city, and passengers who need to take the train will arrange to go to the train station.

Pang Qian stood aside and watched some dissatisfied passengers and staff blush and thick necks. She tightened her coat tightly, a little confused.

It was not until 11:30 in the evening that Pang Qian was arranged to stay in a small hotel. The small hotel was very simple, but the single room arranged for her was a complete room, complete with heating and comfortable, so she had no objection.

After washing up, he got into the quilt. Pang Qian finally opened the picture book with the orange light at the head of the bed.
Chapter completed!