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In the first eight days of Spring Festival 2027, Xiao Nan, who became a soldier outside, finally ended his military career and returned to his hometown of y.

city Y is his hometown, but to tell you the truth, his home wasn't here long ago.

He has no father, no mother, and his only relative is his grandmother. The old lady had gone to heaven the year he joined the army, because she was not spacious, and after the demolition of the old town, the army's Xiaonan candle could not afford a suite of properties locally.

Now that he is discharged from the army, the conversion fee given by the army is not very large. He has no skills other than strength. At the time of the conversion, his comrades questioned his plans for the future. In this regard, Xiao Nan Candle merely smiled carelessly, and then put one step at a time.

the city of y, for his part, was only a brief resting place after so many years, and Xiao Nan's candles, which were now nearly standing, did not really think well of their future way out.

He spent the first half of his life in the city, and lived in a very old mustache until the demolition of the old lady's house. Simple, but connected to more than two or three dozen households, are old neighbors who have lived nearby for more than 60 years.

These neighbors are familiar with each other and are mostly engaged in similar businesses. Because retroactively y is also a historical and cultural city, the oldest of these are elderly people who know traditional folklore.

Or selling antiques to read and paint, or looking at compatible bones, or jumping on the upper body, or acupuncture to get drugs, so far, are old things that are almost eliminated.

A grandmother like Xiao Nan candle is a show of life. Every time a girl in the same house marries, and the house beams, she has to find time to show Xiao Nan candle's grandmother the day. The old lady usually doesn't go out, just to show people the day to earn a small flower to nourish the big grandson, so after three generations and four generations passed down, these younger generations who lived here and grew up together inevitably had a relationship. Xiao Nan Candle came back from the army, the first thing he noticed was a good buddy who grew up with him.

Speaking of this dude, Xiao Nan Candle himself hasn't seen him in five or six years. The army was strictly regulated, and occasional family visits prevented him from meeting with his young counterparts.

Now all I can remember is a few scenes of the two of them fighting each other at the age of 11 or 12, and when I think about it, there are only some yellowing, messy fragments of them living there at the same time.

“Southern candle... Southern candle! The Sanhutong boys are coming!” “Come on! Stu Zhang! Let's get out of here! ”

Think about it carefully, the memories of these young people are still memorable, so that Xiao Nan candle came back with the memories of his hometown.

On the day of the Yicheng, it happened to be the Lunar New Year's Eve, in the face of China's fiercest year-end return tide, he walked out of the train station alone with his few luggage, his eyes blurred by the cold.

In the winter tide, the streets and alleys are all white. People are laughing because it's almost Spring Festival. Most of what was seen outside the station was a back shadow rushing to the house with luggage. This grew more and more shapely. At this moment, a thin man with a frozen white face was somewhat out of character. When he frowned and lit a jade creek at the door of the station, and bit the filter in his mouth and took a sip, he suddenly heard a loud scream and shouted not far away.

“Xiao Nan candle! Xiao Nan candles! There it is! Hey, what are you doing standing there? ”

Big tall, small inches, a black flap jacket with a big frustration, a man with round sunglasses holding a big mouth, far away looks kind of strange.

Xiao Nan candle, who was still stunned, looked up at the person, his heart was sudden, after confirming that the person was really shouting himself, and from the top of the five officials saw a few familiar eyes, he walked down the stairs with his luggage and measured him with smoke, then laughed.

“Eh, I said you dressed like this for the New Year's Eve, did you come to pick me up, or did you come to pick me up...”

This made the sunglasses young man a beam, pinched his finger and took off the sunglasses, he narrowed his eyes and whispered a shady tone.

“How can you say that, baby? It's not a work outfit! I just picked you up after work, you don't have a conscience? What's the matter, dude, I'm hosting today, let's go have a drink and talk about how we've been each other all these years...”

It's been years since I've seen him, and this guy's breath hasn't slipped. Xiao Nan's candle somehow felt a little comforted in his heart, lifting the corner of his mouth and snagging him around his neck gave him a firm hug. Dressed like a blind man, Mr. Stu Zhang laughed. He was strangled by Xiao Nan's candles and walked forward, but his heart was warm. After the two men drove to a local restaurant and sat down and began to narrate, it was half an hour later.

An old friend can only talk about the past and talk about old relationships. Both grew up together in small numbers, and spoken freely.

Xiao Nan candle was used to being a soldier outside. He didn't have any courtesy with Stu Zhang. He just lit a few dishes and a bottle of wine and started smoking on the back of the chair of the small restaurant. Since just now, he had been flogging knife, and Stu Zhang, who asked the questions, didn't care that this guy loved to ignore his virtue. He just took his breath off and rubbed his glasses with a cloth and asked.

“Personal problem solved? ”

“It's all male. How do we solve it? ”

“Has the work problem been solved? ”

“To work, what can I arrange? ”

In a lazy reply, Xiao Nan's candles shrugged his eyes, seemingly inadvertently shaking the ashes on his fingertips. He had actually planned to stay in school for a long time. After all, this society was under a lot of pressure to compete for employment, and even younger college students did not necessarily get a job, especially veterans like him. Stu Zhang grinned and brought the round sunglasses back to the nose beam, and Xiao Nan, the witness, asked consciously.

“Ask me so much, what about yourself? ”

After this question came out, Xiao Nan Candle obviously felt Stu Zhang's smile converge a few points. Xiao Nan Candle and Stu looked at each other silently. The dead sunglasses only smiled and did not speak. Xiao Nan Candle glanced at him carefully and then deliberately pressed the voice for a good reason.

“Hey, you've been wearing a pair of sunglasses since I just saw you. You're not going to sneak a pair of eyelids...”

“ …… ”

At that moment, Shi Tu Zhang's face was so wonderful, Xiao Nan candle laughed so badly that he squeezed his lips.

“Xiaonan candle, you grandson. ”

A harsh curse, Stu Zhang twisted his eyebrows, he really didn't know what to say about Xiaonan candles since he was a kid and most of them loved to tease himself, and after breathlessly filling the liquor, he looked at Xiaonan candles with a smile and smile.

“I opened a massage parlor for the blind. I'll show you some other time. It's not the kind of major health care. Don't think about it, it's just a serious pneumatic massage treatment...”

In fact, even if Stu Zhang didn't say so himself, Xiao Nan Candle could guess what kind of behavior this guy is doing today. After all, the ancestral craftsmanship of the Stu Zhang family is quite well known. In all kinds of third-class professions, Qigong artists are always named liars, and their reputation is basically no different than that of selling counterfeit medicines. Many years ago, when the two of them were neighbors, Stu Zhang's parents gave people a Qigong massage.

When I was a kid, Xiao Nan candles every time I went to visit Stu Zhang, I could see a lot of old ladies lined up there waiting for Master Stu to do his work.

Master Shi Tu is Shi Tu Zhang's real father. He is said to be able to live 15 minutes more once.

This kind of sounds like bullshit at the time, obviously a lot of people believed in it, but this was nothing new at the time, so Xiao Nan Candle never took it seriously, but what I didn't expect is that Stu Zhang, so young, actually went to do this work that had long been eliminated by the times, after all, in his impression, Stu Zhang's brain was smart, and there was no reason to find a way out, and when he saw the look of his exploration, Stu Zhang just laughed, and then poured a full cup of ha beer in front of him,

“What, I didn't think I could inherit the estate? My ancestral qi kung fu has been passed on to this generation for almost 300 years, can't it just be broken? Besides, my blind massage business is fine. If it weren't for you today, I'd have dozens of guests lined up behind me...”

“ …… ”

“You've been gone too long, you don't know much. Do you remember Auntie Liu, who danced with us? Her big girl went to dance college, one studied modern dance, one studied famous dance, now the great gods are easier than others, and the astrologer, Master Wang, remember? His grandson Wang Xiaodong, the famous horoscope expert on Weibo, made more money than I did... Oh, and of course, the ghostly Aunt Li Xian, uncle Zheng with a big, crushed chest..."

“Oh, my God, is this too fashionable? ”

The wine in his voice almost sprayed out, Xiaonan candle really didn't think that his old neighbors suddenly had a good future, and when he saw his unbelievable face, Stu Zhang didn't expect this guy to hear it, he just smiled and blinked at him.

“Now people always say that fate and qigong traditional Chinese medicine are not scientific, what is not science? Isn't that what science can't explain? Let's talk about science, not superstition is one thing, but it's about folk inheritance, and the ancestral doctrine of cultural continuity cannot be abandoned, don't you think? Speaking of which, your old lady was a famous Master of the Yellow Calendar, you didn't want to inherit your craft. It's better to come back and be so idle..."

After listening to this, Xiao Nan Candle thought of her old lady who had been gone for four or five years, but her eyes were full of emotion. However, Stu Zhang Ti's suggestion was not very constructive in itself. After all, his grandmother did not intend to pass on the talent of reading the Yellow Calendar to him when she was alive. Now that she has gone, she naturally cannot learn from it, let alone use it as a way out of her future.

Xiao Nan's candles didn't take that to heart either.

The evening's drinks didn't leave until almost 10: 00, and each of them came out of the small restaurant with a slightly unstable foot. Stu Zhang refused the offer to soak up the house all night. Xiao Nan candle gave a verbal promise to reschedule next time and waved away. When he returned with his luggage to the rental house on his regular vacation, the old house, which had not lived for more than a year, finally lit up tonight.

Old couch, old wooden table, old yellow calendar hanging on the wall.

Everything in the house was left behind by the old man. After her death, Xiao Nan's candles didn't have time to clean up, and she didn't want to. Now that he was back, every part of the house had memories of the past, despite the smell of bad mold, and when a few drunken Xiaonan candles walked into the house, he first touched the wall and turned on the lamp, then went to the kitchen and boiled the kettle and sat back in the living room.

It's almost New Year's Eve, with fireworks ringing from time to time outside the window, everywhere.

Waiting for the boiling water to burn Xiaonan candles leaning back on the old sofa, you can almost hear the upstairs households moving tables and chairs. The old hanging clock on the wall showed that half an hour was to pass today. Xiao Nan's candle opened his eyes and glanced at the old Yellow Calendar beside him, but suddenly frowned somewhat strangely.

In a house that hasn't stayed in over a year, it seems logical to say that nothing should change slightly.

But somehow, when Xiao Nan's candle eyes pointed against the old Yellow Calendar hanging on the walls of the house, he somehow discovered that the date had been turned over to today's page.

“Wednesday, 11 February 2027…”

After a while, Xiaonan candles recalled the time she had left home, and always found it strange that the old yellow calendar hanging on the wall could not be said through. The doubt in his heart prompted him to rise and walk to the wall.

When he carefully pointed at the old yellow calendar, Xiao Nan candles found that in addition to the dense and numb daily luck of the murderous zodiac, the yellow calendar drew in the middle a carp boy dressed in an embroidered red jacket with a mole on his eyebrows.

“Sanhe Tiger Dog, Nine Star Four Edge, Wong Dao Jiri, everything is feasible… hence what is called a small… year? ”

Speaking to himself, he read the lines under the Huang calendar, and the confused Xiao Nan candle always felt something was going to happen.

This sensation of no reason caused him to unconsciously frown, and the next second, he looked at the red carp boy who had been stuck on the yellow calendar and suddenly opened his eyes, first dumped him with a smelly water stain, then stared at the drums of his eyes and shouted at him.

“Baby, I have half an hour left this year!! Some mortal with a hole in his brain is looking for me! Don't you want to go wrong next year all year!! Ah!! Ah!!!! ”

Xiao Nan candle: “…”

This is the yellow calendar, the yellow calendar, the yellow calendar spoke human language??

Huh? Huh?