passionate youth

Chapter 311

Feather-like snow drifts down.

The cold wind was blowing, and people's noses and faces were swollen from the cold.

New Year's Day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Xindong arrived at the entrance of the village, waiting for Jiang Ping'an and the others to arrive.

After a while, many Jiang family members came to join in the fun, and Jiang Xindong was no longer bored.

I thought it would be a long wait.

I never thought that just after eight o'clock, there would be a car coming, followed by a minibus.

"Is that a new car bought by Ping An?" Someone asked Jiang Xindong.

Jiang Xindong shook his head and smiled, "It's considered new, it's been around for a long time."

As soon as he spoke, everyone stepped forward to greet him.

After the car stopped, Jiang Pingan got off the passenger seat, stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Xindong, it's not like I don't know the way in this cold weather, so I don't need to come pick us up."

Jiang Xindong tilted his head to see that Jiang Shijie was driving the car, and replied with a smile:

"I guess you have to bring a lot of luggage when you come back, so come here to help."

Then Guo Yan and Miao Hexiang also got out of the car, and those children were all in the minibus.

Jiang Pingan smiled happily, took out cigarettes from his pocket, distributed them to everyone, and shook hands.

This time I came back for the New Year, and I planned to leave after the Lantern Festival, and I did bring a lot of things.

There are food, clothing, and gifts for others, dozens of large and small bags.

It's good if there are many people, and you don't need to toss back and forth several times to carry it.

After a while of busy work, picking, carrying, and carrying, everyone was carrying things to the village. Jiang Xindong asked:

"Should I go directly to my house, or go back to your own yard first?"

"Go home and settle down. You all come over for lunch at noon." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

He asked again, "Is Uncle Dahai okay? I'll go and see him later."

"It's much better than before, but I still cough frequently." Jiang Xindong sighed softly.

Jiang Pingan nodded silently, and said, "I brought back some cough medicine, which should be useful."

"I hope it works. Since he caught a cold, he hasn't taken less medicine." Jiang Xindong said worriedly.

This kind of elderly people are afraid of getting sick. Once they get sick and collapse, it is difficult to recover.

It's good to be blessed, to live a few more years.

If there is no blessing, the transactions that range from a few years to a few months or a few days may disappear one day.

An old family is like a treasure, Jiang Xindong still hopes that his parents will live longer.

Talking all the way, braved the wind and snow, and came to Jiang Ping'an's house.

During the summer vacation last year, Jiang Ping'an's family had stayed here for a while, and they were no strangers to each other.

When they arrived in the yard, Guo Yan took the children to put things away, while Miao Hexiang went to the kitchen to boil water.

The folks who helped twist things knew that Jiang Ping'an and the others had just come back and would be busy for a while, so they all said goodbye and left.

Jiang Pingan took gifts and cough medicine, and first went to Jiang Xindong's house to visit Jiang Dahai.

"The village is quite lively!" Jiang Pingan smiled when he heard the sound of firecrackers going off from time to time.

Jiang Xindong nodded and said with a smile, "Isn't it? People who study or work abroad are coming back to celebrate the New Year, of course it's lively."

"It's still early, and many people have just woken up. After a while, there must be many people visiting your house."

Over the years, many children have asked Guo Jiangping to help them go to school or work.

Especially in the year when the college entrance examination resumed, many people were able to enter the university because Jiang Ping'an provided study materials.

Jiang Pingan shook his head and said, "Yes, I came back to hide, I hope they don't come."

"It's up to you." Jiang Xindong laughed straight.

When they arrived at Jiang Xindong's house, Jiang Xindong asked Jiang Xindong to take the gift away, and Jiang Pingan found Jiang Dahai in the main room with the medicine.

Not seeing each other for a few months, Jiang Dahai has lost a lot of weight and aged a lot.

He was leaning on a chair covered with cotton cushions, squinting and warming himself by the fire.

"Uncle Dahai, why do you look like this?" Jiang Pingan stepped forward and sighed, people still have to obey their old age.

"I brought you some medicine back. You can try a course of treatment. If it works, I'll buy it for you."

Jiang Dahai came to his senses when he heard the voice, and said with a wide smile, "Your boy is back?"

"It's Chinese New Year, why are you giving me medicine? I'm afraid I won't die, right?"

Jiang Pingan walked up to him, took a bench and sat down, stuffed a pack of medicine into his hand, and said with a smile:

"Our father and I don't shy away from this. We should take medicine when we are sick."

"Okay! I know you're doing it for my own good, so I won't be polite." Jiang Dahai replied with a smile.

He asked again, "Have the children come back?"

"Go back, Yanzi is taking them to decorate the house! I'll see you later." Jiang Pingan nodded.

Jiang Dahai nodded and smiled and said, "It's good when you come back. There are so many people, why don't you stay for lunch?"

"No, I just told Xindong that your family will go to my place at noon." Jiang Ping'an said quickly.

Jiang Dahai nodded and said, "Forget it, where are you going to eat? It's okay now, there is no shortage of food for the New Year!"

"Isn't it? So you can live a few more years and enjoy the happiness." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

At this time, Jiang Xindong brought his family over, Xindong's mother, Xindong's wife and several children of Xindong...

Because the relationship between the two families was unusual, and it was the first day of the new year, Jiang Ping'an sent a red envelope to each of the children.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Jiang Ping'an left and reminded Jiang Xindong to remember to go to his house early to play.

After returning home, Jiang Pingan brought gifts again, and took Jiang Shijie out together to visit the clansmen and give gifts.

Most of the gifts were sugar and wine, and no money was given, because it was difficult to give them back gifts.

Before returning to the city, the villagers returned gifts, mostly with local specialties, such as bacon, sausages, mushrooms and so on.

It's not about making money at a loss, it's mainly about the meaning. During the Chinese New Year, only by walking around each other can there be human affection.

When Jiang Ping'an and Jiang Shijie returned from outside, the family received a lot of gifts.

Guo Yan explained with a smile: "They said that you helped them take college entrance examinations and get jobs, so I should thank you!"

"Where are the people? They left after delivering the things? You didn't keep them for dinner?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

Guo Yan replied: "Why didn't you stay, but everyone is polite, saying that there are guests at home who can't leave, everyone has their own reasons."

"Do you know all those people?" Jiang Ping'an asked again.

Guo Yan nodded and said: "Basically, I know everyone. I also asked the name of those who didn't know, and wrote it in the notebook! You have time to read it."

"The house is all packed?" Jiang Ping'an took a few glances at the notebook and wrote down the name of the person who gave the gift.

Guo Yan nodded with a smile and said, "It's roughly tidy, cook first in the morning, and clean up slowly in the afternoon when I'm in a hurry."

After saying a few more words, he went to the kitchen to cook.

Jiang Ping'an and Jiang Shijie were not idle either. They brought a TV back this time, so they had to put up the antenna earlier.

Of course, it was mainly because Jiang Shijie was busy with his younger brothers and sisters, and Jiang Ping'an was in charge of directing.

"The snowflakes are still quite heavy, you can adjust it a little more."

The TV was placed in the bedroom on the first floor, and Jiang Ping'an yelled in the room.

The TV signal these days is very weak, and as long as the direction of the antenna is slightly skewed, the picture will be blurry.

If it is windy and snowy, the antenna outside will be shaken, and the picture will be even worse.

(End of this chapter)