Behind me is the earth

"It's New Year's Eve. There's nothing to do. You can go cook first while I practice martial arts here."

New Year's Eve is a time for every family to reunite and watch the New Year's Eve. At this time, everyone stays with their family and does not have the habit of visiting each other.

"good."

Xiao Wan responded and went to the fire room to light a fire and cook. Sometimes she stretched her head to look at the young master who was practicing martial arts in the snow.

The white snow was flying, and Ren Pingsheng felt like a free spirit, as if he was integrated with the sky and the earth.

Consciousness exists within himself but transcends himself. Every snowflake flying around him seems to be attracted by him, dancing around him and changing. As his body rotates, his consciousness rotates, It also made a whirlpool.

At this moment, his consciousness seemed to have touched these snowflakes, feeling the crystal, clear, and coolness of the snowflakes, and he could clearly see the tiny traces of cracks in the crystals.

At this moment, in Xiaowan's eyes, the young master was filled with a sense of rhythmic beauty, as if he had merged with the surrounding snow scene, no longer distinguishable from each other.

"call!"

This feeling was clear and short-lived. Ren Pingsheng felt that he was just in a trance. After the trance, the wonderful feeling disappeared. The snowflakes around him fell to the ground and blended into the plain white ground.

Ren Pingsheng stopped and carefully recalled the feeling just now.

It's not like the feeling when practicing boxing. In the Lan's martial arts school, the senior brother has never explained that there is such a feeling when practicing martial arts.

But that feeling was not like my imagination. It was as if I had really become an elf in the snow and entered a wonderful realm.

"Huhuhu~"

As the fists resumed, the wind roared in the courtyard, and the wind picked up the snow, which danced in the air.

But this is the strong wind brought by fists and feet, and it no longer has the rhythm just now.

Until Ren Shengsheng felt tired and could not find the feeling at the beginning, as if it was really just a trance of his own.

"Forget it, there are times in life that must come, but there are times in life that don't force it. Who knows what that feeling is like?"

When a person cannot get an answer because he is obsessed with one thing, when he regrets because of a wrong response, or when he is overwhelmed by what he has to do in the future, it is very painful, as if the spirit is trapped in a closed maze. If you don't come out, you will become mentally and physically exhausted due to internal friction.

Ren has experienced these things in his life. When encountering such a thing, he can only explain himself and use Zeng Guofan's words - adapt to things, do not welcome the future, do not mess with the present, and do not love the past.

He couldn't tell what state he was in just now, so he simply wrote down that feeling and asked his senior brother again when he got to the Lan's martial arts school.

After breakfast, Xiao Wan started to work, making noodles, cutting meat, and chopping stuffings. The little figure was diligent and busy.

Ren Pingsheng was also there to help.

Both of them enjoyed this plain and warm New Year's Eve.

At noon, Xiaowan made a portion of fried pork with green pepper and tea-flavored short ribs, and served a portion for Sledgehammer. She also picked up a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine that Ren Pingsheng brought to Ma when he came back in the morning.

"Sledgehammer, the young master asked you to come over tonight and eat dumplings together."

After Xiaowan put down the food and medicine, she said to Sledgehammer.

"I understand, little Wanmei."

Sledgehammer responded.

After lunch, Ren Pingsheng went out for a walk. The family was more tolerant of children during the Chinese New Year, and many children were running and playing outside.

"Hello, Mr. Ren!"

"Happy New Year, sir!"

Many children greeted Ren Pingsheng when they saw him.

They may not know what Mr. Ren's name is in his life, but they all know how respectful their parents are when they talk about and see Mr. Ren. Under the influence of their ears and eyes, they naturally have awe of Mr. Ren.

Ren Pingsheng casually took out some candies, some caramels, or some hard candies from his pocket, one for each child.

The sweet candies made Mr. Ren's image more intimate and profound in the children's hearts.

When Ren Pingsheng returned home, the snow had lightened up.

Xiaowan was making dumplings, while Ren Pingsheng took a book and sat on the bench by the stove.

The stove was burning brightly, the hearth was burning red and bright, and you could hear the sound of the blazing flames burning inside.

Ren Pingsheng took the ash that leaked from the stove outside the door and spread it on the snow. He came back and took out a small shovel, shoveled a few pieces of coal, hooked the stove lid with an iron hook, and added it in.

The fire is burning brighter!

Occasionally there are a few "crackling" sounds, or the sound of coal burning and popping.

Reading the book, time passed slowly.

In the afternoon, Sledgehammer also came over early and brought some dried dates.

Ren Pingsheng put the big red dates on the stove lid and roasted them. When they were hot, he put them in his mouth and chewed them. They were especially sweet.

"Sledgehammer, let's make dumplings."

Xiaowan looked at the sky and shouted a sledgehammer.

"good."

Sledgehammer followed Xiaowan to the fire room, sat on the small bench, and started the stove.

"Ah~"

The sky has turned a little dark, the words on the book can no longer be seen clearly, and I feel a little hungry.

Ren Pingsheng put down his book, stretched out, and his bones suddenly crackled. When he got to the fire room, he opened the lid and saw that the dumplings were rising and falling in the pot.

In the evening, on the round table in the north room, there were more than a dozen plates of dumplings, and Xiaowan also fried a few side dishes!

The three of them were eating and talking, chatting about their experiences this year and thinking about the coming year.

After dinner, the three of them ate sunflower seeds and chatted around the stove for a while before leaving.

Xiaowan returned to her west room, but she didn't want to sleep at all. The flame of the kerosene lamp flickered, and the room illuminated by the dim light swayed with light and shadow.

She picked the wick and carefully added some oil to the lamp, and then the flame became stable again.

Someone started to set off firecrackers outside, and sporadic firecrackers and the laughter of children came from outside.

In the dim room, Xiaowan couldn't sit still.

She put on her cloak and opened the door. The snow outside had already stopped.

"Master!"

She walked to the door of the north room, lightly knocked on it, and called a few times.

No answer.

She moved her steps again and returned to the west room. She sat down blankly, holding her chin in her hands, looking at the huge fire in front of her, feeling a little lonely.

"boom!"

A long ray of light pierced the sky, and finally exploded in the sky. Suddenly, colorful colors spread out in the sky, and exploded again, turning into colorful fireworks that filled the sky, twinkling in the sky. .

"it's beautiful!"

Ren Pingsheng, who returned to Zi City, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his mobile phone in his hand: "Mom, did you see it just now? Those fireworks are so beautiful!"

"Look at the baby, look at it. Your parents are not at home, and you don't have a girlfriend. You are such an old man, and you don't even have anyone to accompany you during the New Year."

"You're celebrating the New Year, why are you talking about this?"

The father over there said to the mother.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore, let's watch TV."

Ren Pingsheng hung up the video.

While editing the group New Year greeting messages, he took a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator and put it on the coffee table. He pressed the electric button and adjusted the sofa to a semi-reclining position.

At this time, the skit being performed on TV was coming to an end. Among the happy music, Ren Pingsheng only heard one sentence: "Two newlyweds 321, love is so wonderful!"

Ren Pingsheng was not too interested in the next magic show and continued to edit personalized New Year greetings messages to some close friends and important friends.

"Happy New Year!"

On the phone, Qingyang's profile picture flashed.