A piece of paper

This year's taste is better than last year's. Last year, Chen Fu was like a bereaved dog. He lost his concubine and was kicked out of the power center of the Chen family with an oil bottle. comfortable.

This year, although my heart is not comfortable, but I have more money in my hands, no matter how big the hole in my heart is, I can use money to settle it.

Chen Fu led Huahua and Zhang's mother, hung red lanterns, wrote Spring Festival couplets, pasted blessing characters, and pounded rice cakes——Zhang's mother refused to pound rice cakes. Zhang's mother was rich and powerful. I gave the lock.

Suo'er was very happy, which was equivalent to exercising at public expense, dancing the wooden stick for pounding rice cakes vigorously.

Zhang's mother is also very happy. Last year, she was bullied by the servants of Chen's family in Xuancheng and made rice cakes for half a month. This year, she can kowtow melon seeds and sit on the rocking chair to watch the little girl. Zhang's mother couldn't help but sighed, "I can do anything with money!"

Xian Jin passed by and laughed, "If you have money, I can find you two young men at the street corner, and let him pound rice cakes for you with shirtless arms."

Zhang Ma held the melon seeds tightly and said shyly, "Eighteen? It's too young."

Showing gold and comfort.

At any rate, there are still some people in this house who still have the concept of honor and disgrace.

Zhang's mother blushed, "It's about twenty years old, no matter how young it is, it will be as old as my son."

Xianjin:.
farewell.

The people in this house are all doomed!

On the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, Jing County is bustling with activity. Red ribbons and lanterns are hung on the two streets of Shuidong and Shuixi. The vendors and shops close early. The doors and windows of every house are wide open to welcome the festive atmosphere, and the lights are brightly lit everywhere. , Every family reunite.

Chen Ji only lit a lamp, and the people in the two shops were either released on the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, or left on the [-]th and [-]th of the twelfth lunar month. In comparison, Chen Ji was a little deserted.

After reconciling the account, Xian Jin locked the door with a copper lock, which counted as the end of a year's work, put the key in his bosom, and walked towards the old house without haste.

As soon as he turned the corner, he saw Chen Jianfang waiting at the gate of the old house with a lantern.

Xian Jin walked a few steps quickly, and asked with a smile, "Did you go back to celebrate the New Year too?"

With a smile on the corner of Chen Jianfang's mouth, he nodded lightly, "I gave them a three-day vacation and came back on the second day of junior high school."

Xian Jin clicked his tongue, "Three days?"

Three days off for the Spring Festival, which is worse than a day off!
Chen Jianfang raised the lantern a little bit, with a calm expression, "I don't touch craftsmen for three days. According to me, it's a big deal. I'll go home for a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, and I should come back to study."

Xian Jin: You are really the grandson of your grandmother!
While the two of them were talking, they walked through the Chaoshou verandah, and saw Zhang's mother arrogantly followed by Suo'er and Huahua, and each of the three carried two food boxes in their hands.

Like two chicks following an old hen.

Chen Jianfang slightly raised his eyes and looked at Mama Zhang.

Xian Jin's voice sounded from behind, "Bao Zhu is willing to follow Mama Zhang, so you can let her go. The little girl has only just recovered, so don't restrain her. After the new year, I'm going to invite her Ms., or send it directly to you and take it with you for reading—let’s not talk nonsense after closing the door, and no one will know.

Chen Jianfang pondered for a moment, and Fang said softly, "I see it as a circle, but he sees it as a square. The circle is twisted and twisted, and everyone's words make gold."

Xian Jin lowered his head, and made a signal to Hua Hua with his hands in his sleeves, Hua Hua pouted and handed the food box to Zhang Mama, and came to hold Xian Jin's clothes corner.

When he was about to enter the main hall, he saw a huge round table with more than [-] dishes piled on it, cold dishes, hot dishes, white dishes, red dishes, pot stews, stir-fried vegetables and steamed vegetables, complete with five blessings.

Cheap Dad Chen Fu is still jumping up and down to make arrangements.

Xian Jin was dumbfounded, "Why are there so many dishes!? We can't eat until the fifth and sixth day?!"

You have to eat every meal hot to finish the job!

It's like dreaming back to the previous life, the fourth day of the Lunar New Year when one person kills a bowl of tiger skin elbows in the morning!

Chen Fu had just stepped on the stool and finished hanging the ribbons, and muttered, "Who said it wasn't! I told Zhang's mother to restrain herself early in the morning, it's not too cold and hot!"

Mother Zhang chuckled, but her eyes moved behind Xian Jin.

Xian Jin turned his head to look.

I saw Tuesday Dog walking in with a brother of the Zheng family under one arm, smiling all over his face; behind Tuesday Dog was the family-led, smiling Dong Guanshi; Li Sanshun and his wife hugged several grandchildren and smiled Come in; after that is Aunt Du who is holding Du Junning's hand, and Aunt Zhong who is a one or two-year-old child with her natal parents...

"Trouble talk!" Director Dong took his little grandson by the hand, and bowed to Chen Fu, Xian Jin and Hope Star with a smile on his face, "Dong Wubo brought his old wife, dog son, humble daughter-in-law and little grandson to bother New Year's Eve!"

Chen Fu almost hung the ribbon on his forehead, blinked his eyes hard, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, "You...you...don't you go back to celebrate the New Year..."

Xian Jin also looked incredulously at the guys and their families who were gradually filling up the hall.

Director Dong smiled and said, "My house is deserted, and I have to chop firewood and cook for myself. Why don't you come here to enjoy the autumn breeze and have a bright and lively meal!"

The dog barked loudly on Tuesday, "Anyway, I'm alone, and Mama Zhang said there's roast leg of lamb today! Then I have to come!"

Xianjin's nose was sour, and he laughed loudly at Zhou Zhougou, "It looks like a blind date is a waste of time, if it does, how can we bother with us! I've been guarding the girl's window early in the morning!"

The eldest brother of the Zheng family laughed, "When he saw each other, he would talk to the girl that he could carry twenty loads of stones, and ask the girl how many loads she could carry?"

On Tuesday, the dog poked its neck, "That girl looks very strong, and I asked the question in admiration!"

The eldest brother of the Zheng family laughed again, "After that girl said she can carry five or six loads, why do you encourage people to practice harder and catch up as soon as possible!?"

Xianjin: .....
All lone (single) wolves (body dogs) have their reasons.

The main hall of the old house suddenly became lively!

Four or five children played hide-and-seek around the main hall, and there was a big table. The men drank, and Aunt Du persuaded them to drink. All the good wine is ready!"

The toddler blinked, and immediately scratched his eyebrows and beard from crying.

Xian Jin laughed until tears came out.

After drinking for three rounds, Chen Fu toasted everyone three times with red eyes, and then lay on the rocking chair half-closed with red eyes and red face.

Xian Jin sat next to Chen Fu with a stool, handed a cup of warm water to Father Cheap, smiled and said softly, "San Ye, shall we go back to Xuancheng?"

Chen Fu raised his head abruptly.

Xian Jin looked up at the cups and cups on the table, and everyone laughed with their hips on their hips or whispered in whispers, "if the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain, and I will go to the mountain. It is better to take the initiative to beat people than to be beaten passively."

Chen Fu put his hands on the handle of the chair, pursed his lips, smelled of alcohol, and looked a little dazed.

Xian Jin pushed him back into the rocking chair, "Don't worry, just think about it slowly, we have something to do, let's talk about it after a year."

Just outside the window, fireworks all over the sky rise from the gentle and clear water of Wuxi River.

"Bang bang bang-"

Chen Fu, whose attention span was worse than Mrs. Zhong's son, was instantly attracted by the fireworks.

Xian Jin turned his head afterward, only to see Chen Jianfang, who was sitting upright on the opposite bank, holding a cup of tea, with a smile on his face, respecting each other from afar, "Happy New Year."

Xian Jin also smiled, picked up the teacup, and lightly tapped the bottom of the cup on the bowl in front of him.

"Happy New Year."