The girl's mother dragged the little girl out, a look of worry flashed in her eyes.

Sensing the worry on the girl's mother's face, Ning Xiaotong responded with a warm and bright smile.

Seeing this, the little girl's mother sighed.

Poor girl, she lost her parents at such a young age, so lonely during the New Year alone!

……

The air in the countryside is much better than that in the city. When you wake up in the morning, the air is filled with a faint fragrance, which belongs to the earth alone.

I stayed in the countryside when I was a child, and after many years, many people in the village have become strangers.

Occasionally, I can recognize one or two of them, and I nod my head as a greeting, with a simple smile on my face.

In the house, no one has lived in it for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated.

Cleaned up the whole house, it was already dying at noon.

She went out for a walk to buy some daily necessities.

On the street, children are wearing brand new clothes, dangling in the streets and alleys.

The courageous ones held firecrackers in their hands, and threw them out as soon as they were lit.

There was only a crisp cracking sound, and the firecrackers instantly turned into powder and exploded.

Walking on the street, sometimes children accidentally throw firecrackers under their feet, and they will be startled. They will look up at the naughty child, the naughty little boy, smile at themselves embarrassedly, and then run away.

Looking at their innocent and lovely appearance, the baby's fat little face, flushed, is really cute.

If my daughter grows up, she will be like them, cute and naughty.

I just don't know, where is her poor daughter now?

By the time we got back to the house, it was almost eight o'clock, and the sky was getting dark.

Every household was lit up, and from a distance, the stars were dotted in the vast night, so lively.

Even, there are already gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky, with various shapes, making people overwhelmed.

The fireworks at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night are beautiful before the time to watch the new year.

Every household outside is preparing to welcome the new year with excitement, but looking back at myself, I am the only one who will spend the New Year's Eve alone.It would be a lie to say that I am not alone.Fortunately, she still has her parents in heaven to live with her.

Enduring loneliness, enduring sadness, enduring longing for her relatives and missing her daughter, she tried to calm down, pack up her mood, she got up and went to the kitchen.

Even if it is a year alone, she has to work hard to live it well!

She told herself that the old, bad year was finally coming to an end, and she must welcome the new year happily.

In the kitchen, flour and fillings for dumplings are ready.

Ning Xiaotong sat down and began to make dumplings silently.

Skillfully spread out the dumpling wrapper, put it in the palm of the hand, put the filling on it, knead it, and in the blink of an eye, a dumpling stands in the palm of the hand.

I still remember that at that time, I was always greedy, but I refused to do it myself.

Later, my mother was impatient and asked me to do it myself.

For the first time, I ate dumplings made by myself, and the taste is still in my mind, with endless aftertaste.

Watching the white, tender and chubby dumplings fall into the pot one by one, tumbling in the boiling water, but after a while, they have already attached to the water surface.

Turn off the fire.

There are three chopsticks and three bowls on the table.

At that time, when my father left, there were only me and my mother in the house, but I would still put three dishes and chopsticks. Now, only myself is left, and the habit has not changed.

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