The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

year.

If the New Year is a kind of expectation, I feel that we have gradually changed from people who accept this expectation to people who create this expectation.

In other words, we are no longer the protagonists.

"You... are celebrating the New Year, why are you so sad?"

In the early morning, the manor is paved with red carpets, clean water pours into the streets, and even the flower beds are hung with various colored lights, ready to compete at night.

At this time, Xiaoxiao and I expressed our inner feelings.

And this year, I didn’t call everyone over on the 29th of the year to celebrate together. I set the celebration time on the official day. After all, my identity is different now.

"Why is this sad? If this were put abroad, it would be nothing more than you transforming from a child asking for candy to a Santa Claus who needs makeup and a beard. Isn't that how the generation above you serves you?"

Did you see it?

The flavor of the New Year is just missing.

When you were young, you would be happy if you put ten dollars in a red envelope. Now you have become aggrieved that your year-end bonus was wiped out by a sinister boss. Giving you another red envelope with ten dollars is just like scratching your itch. Same, are you still happy?

It's even worse when you're married. When you open your eyes, you'll see all the children who come to pay you New Year's greetings. Every one of them kowtows to the ground, and the minimum is a red ticket. Sometimes I want to move to Guangdong. At least, the red envelopes can be less embellished.

"Go quickly and take a shower."

Xiaoxiao’s words confused me: “Why should I take a bath during the Chinese New Year?”

"Hey, people celebrating the New Year will be here soon, why don't you stay clean?"

I was lying on the bed in the bedroom and was pulled up. From that moment on, I wondered whether Xiaoxiao was from the Northeast: "Don't you know you can't take a shower during the Chinese New Year? In order to avoid being so clean in the new year."

"I do not know."

I was stunned for a moment, looked at Xiaoxiao who was wearing a bright red skirt in front of me, and asked again: "You don't know that bright red can only be worn in this calendar year, and you can't cut your hair during the New Year, otherwise you will kill your uncle, right?"

Xiaoxiao suddenly turned around, put a pair of scissors on her hair, and opened her mouth: "Uncle, can you take a shower?"

"Hey! That's not what you shouted last night..."

"roll!"

Xiaoxiao turned around and left, arranging everything in the house like a hostess.

As for me, I turned around and went into the toilet. I squatted on the toilet and used the shower head to pour water on the ground, for fear of splashing on my socks. I experienced the way of entering the dry toilet in my hometown where my butt freezes when I go out.

After a while, he stretched out his hand to get some water to wet his hair, and poured a few drops on his face. He acted as if he had just taken a shower, but he stubbornly insisted on his opinion and walked out.

This is home, my home.

"Master Xu, have a great New Year!"

Yutou and the others came. Although they didn't bring their little brother, they brought their whole family with them this time.

I saw a young Wa girl holding her newborn baby in her arms, and asked in surprise: "What is this?"

Yutou smiled and said, "It hasn't been long since I was born."

I quickly asked: "Then why can't we do it?" I was asking why we didn't do it for the full moon, and he explained: "At that time, Bangkang was busy getting medicine, and I didn't come in the house every day, so how could I have time to do it? I finally have two days of free time, isn’t it the Chinese New Year again?”

"I've thought about it. I won't do it until the full moon comes. I'll do it again after a hundred days."

"Master, you have to come when the time comes..." Yutou shouted to Xiaoxiao from a long way away: "Sister-in-law has to come too." I guess Xiaoxiao didn't even hear what was said, so she immediately responded: " okay."

At this moment, Ban Bula, Old Smoker, and Minsheng are all here.

I habitually turned around and shouted: "Come on, stand up for the card game!"

As soon as the words went down, all the brothers smiled.

Even when Yang Rong arrived, he didn't even say hello to me, but went straight into the card game. A group of people smoked cigarettes and completely killed everyone.

Even though most of them are now worth a lot of money, when it comes to the card game, they still have to compare their dollars and cents. Yutou shouted "four" and when the card was drawn, a "seven" was drawn. That didn't work. It's called a 'death card', and you will never be asked to change it.

However, if they go to the battlefield, they will definitely dare to hand over their backs. Anyone who can enter this room today is a life-and-death friendship, just like me and Bujea.

Burea came, but when Burea came, he didn't go straight to the lively place like before. Instead, he took a girl's hand and walked towards me.

The first sentence is: "Brother, happy New Year." The attitude is relatively correct.

The second sentence is: "Brother, I want to get married."

I didn't say anything. I didn't even look at the girl. I turned around and shouted, "Xiaoxiao, we have a guest at home. Please greet her."

If this really happens, we will have to call others younger siblings in the future. How can we not take it seriously?

The girl was also very sensible and handed four boxes of gifts directly to Xiaoxiao as a greeting gift. Xiaoxiao then pulled her aside for a chat, and she understood what she was saying. "

"Hey, what did you call it just now?"

"How is the old man's health?"

"Let me tell you, there is a Chinese-developed property in Bangkang recently. It is cheap and good... Where is your home in Bangkang? Is it close to the property?"

After listening to a few words in secret, I wanted to go over and give her an elegiac bun and a headband. It would be more like having her legs crossed and lowered.

In the study room, when I opened the door and entered the room, I no longer had the bossy attitude I had towards Boureia. I knew that the child had grown up, so I asked him very kindly: "Tell me about this girl."

Boureia was the first to show an embarrassed smile on his face, but in my opinion, this smile was so sweet that it even reached my throat.

"Brother, I'm not impulsive."

"It's not like I can't even go to class every day, and all I can think about is her."

These words sounded fresh to me: "Have you ever had a good job?"

Burea, who was not very good at talking, was stunned for a moment. I quickly raised my hands and made a gesture of surrender: "No more, brother, no more, you go on."

Bujea continued: "But every day when I get off work, I am always willing to be the first one to call her. I am not so anxious to meet her. I just want to simply listen to the voice, chat about family issues, and tease her a little by the way. . As long as she smiles, I will hang up the phone immediately and do whatever I need to do."

I strongly suspect that Boureat has stolen the "Rhetoric Book" from my campus. The things written there are very different from his.

"Brother, we have been together for a long time. We have known each other since summer, and now it is winter and New Year. Spring is about to begin again."

"I think we have a thorough understanding. I hope that when I go back from work at night and put on my shoes, she can smile at me."

This time, the serious kid has grown up and I can't help myself. I still feel a little sentimental, as if someone wants to take this brat away from me.

It even reminds me of the Chinese New Year.

What if they go to play here or there during the Chinese New Year and don’t come back? What if they come back and stay for two days and then turn around and leave?

Isn't this the fucking Nian beast? It comes and sets off firecrackers for a few days, eats and drinks, and then leaves!

Co-author, in today's modern society, the Nian beast is not a monster, but a person we miss day and night... (End of chapter)