i was my mistake

Ye Chen has cleaned the house thoroughly, not only the floor has been mopped spotless, even the glass on the wine cabinet has been wiped carefully.

The messy things in the house were tidied up and piled up in the corner, which seemed to make the space a lot bigger.

"Well, it's not bad, it's pretty clean."

"Huh... I'm exhausted, I must take a good bath today..."

"Then you can soak in it—I don't know what time the hot water will be available today." Wan Qing bent down to connect the wiring board, and then turned on the color TV.

This TV does not even have a remote control panel, and you have to use the knob to adjust the channel. It is an old color TV.

However, it feels surprisingly good after putting it on the dining table, adding a bit of heavy feeling to this cheap small dining table.

There is also a telescopic antenna on the side of the TV. After stretching it, you can receive analog signals. You can see quite a few stations, especially the local stations, which are quite clear.

There is a channel that still plays Japanese dramas. I just watched them casually, but I didn't expect Wan Qing to watch them for a long time with her chin resting on her cheeks. She didn't come to her senses until the advertisement popped up.

"It's not bad... If you can get a DVD player, you can put discs, and there is a connection port at the back."

"DVD player, can it be repaired?"

"Idiot, DVD players are basically new now, there are almost no second-hand ones, broken ones... probably none, even if there are, I guess there are no parts to repair." Wan Qing rolled her eyes.

"Then can I use a single player?"

"Single player? Video tape? Oh--this one is fine! There should be a lot of broken things, but I don't know the price. I can buy one and repair it."

"It's great to be able to watch video tapes, and this TV is so small, it's quite portable, maybe we can take it to the dormitory when we go to college."

"That's a good idea..."

……

98. Mother calls

"Don't shake it, don't shake it!" Wan Qing gently pressed Xiaobai's head, took two steps back quickly, walked out of the bathroom, and closed the glass door with a 'slap', "Okay, shake it!"

Xiaobai let out a 'woof', and flicked the foam all over the place with a 'crash'.

Give it a bath, although it won't resist, but the strength of shaking the hair is so strong that it makes people have a headache.

If she was standing inside together, the foam would be thrown all over her body.

The key is that Xiaobai flicks her hair just like a human sneeze, there is no warning, sometimes when she is caught off guard and flicks hard, those foam stars will fly directly into her eyes, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, I'll rinse off the foam for you..." Wan Qing muttered, opened the door, and walked back into the bathroom, but Xiao Bai slammed it violently, turning her whole body back and forth vigorously, which even made people suspicious. Will it spin like a drill in the next second?

The move in Naruto with the teeth piercing the teeth is probably inspired by it...

"Bah!" Wan Qing forcefully spat out the foam in her mouth, and patted Xiao Bai's head angrily, "Can't you shake it off all at once?"

Xiaobai wagged her tail lightly, and let out an aggrieved '嘤嘤', which made her a little helpless.

The next step is to carefully rinse its hair with warm water without leaving any foam.

Finally, wipe it off with a towel and dry it with a hair dryer.

After all, it is winter, and there is no heating. If you don't dry it, even people are prone to catch a cold, let alone a dog covered in fur.

Xiaobai doesn't know whether he likes the hair dryer or hates it. When the whirr sounded, it also barked.

But when Wan Qing brought the hair dryer closer, it didn't dodge, it just kept whistling while blowing, as if it was confronting something.

"Okay, okay, okay——you are really noisy!" Wan Qing patted the dog's head angrily, turned off the hair dryer, and the noisy room suddenly became quiet.

"Blowing and barking at the same time, I really admire you." She hugged him up. Although Xiaobai is not a long-haired dog, and his hair is rough, but after taking a bath, it is still fragrant and soft to hold , probably because of the use of conditioner, the rough hair also looks a little fluffy at this time.

She walked out of the bathroom with Xiaobai in her arms, put him in the living room, and slapped his butt hard: "Okay, get out!"

"Wow!" Xiaobai rushed out excitedly, threw herself into Ye Chen's arms with a 'shua', rubbed her wet nose against her cheek, and was pushed aside by the latter with a look of disgust.

So it ran into the kitchen again—of course it was kicked out by the father, and the door was closed behind him.

The kitchen is in a mess now, there are vegetable leaves and oil stains everywhere, if it sneaks in and rubs twice, the bath will be in vain.

So it quickly ran towards Wanqing again, but she closed the sliding door of the bathroom one step ahead, and a muffled voice came from inside: "I'm going to take a bath, you play with Chen'er!"

“小白？过来……到我怀里别乱动，好好好，别蹭了，你别老用舌头舔啊，你你，你舔一下自己的脚丫又舔我的脸，你欠揍啊!"

Ye Chen and Xiao Bai began to fight, although they were complaining, but the tone could not hear a bit of anger.

……

The sun is slowly sinking, and night is coming.

Ye Chen was taking home the quilt that had been drying for a day, while Wan Qing was sitting at the dining table watching TV with her legs crossed. The snacks were some crushed sesame seeds sprinkled with sugar and stir-fried in a pot.

When eating, just scoop them with a spoon, put them in your mouth and sip slowly for a while, then chew them and swallow them.

This was the most delicious snack in my father's era. During the Chinese New Year, he would fry some sesame seeds sprinkled with sugar for the children to eat as snacks.

"It's time to eat!" The father who had been busy in the kitchen for a day shouted, "Don't eat the snacks, you won't be able to eat them later!"

"It's so early?" Ye Chen shook the quilt vigorously, spread it on the round bed, and walked out excitedly, "How many dishes do you have today?"

"twelve!"

"Wow, so many?"

"Haha, it's Chinese New Year, of course we have to eat better." Father laughed and brought out the old duck pot. Wan Qing, who was watching TV, took out the wooden table mat and placed it in the middle of the table, so as not to The bottom of the casserole scalded the table.

The paint used on this cheap dining table is not very good. When it touches something slightly hot, it will leave obvious marks and even crack. After a long time, it will peel off.

Most families will therefore put a thick tablecloth on the table, or put a glass plate for protection.

It's like many people's remote controls are covered with plastic bags.

People in this era are always very serious about protecting many things at home.

So many years have passed, and the outer protective layer is removed, and the inside is still like new.

"Hey, has the kitchen been cleaned?"

"Of course, after the New Year's Eve dinner until the second day of the New Year, there is no hygiene. Haha, the dishes and chopsticks after eating today don't need to be washed, just soak them all in the sink!"

"Chinese New Year is really good, if every day is New Year's Eve." Ye Chen muttered softly, and came out with a plate of food.

Only Wan Qing sat in place like an old man.

When all the dishes were placed, the sun finally set and night officially fell.

The small dining table looks very crowded. Even the drinks have to be placed on the floor, and the bowls for eating have to be held in your hands. Although it can be placed on the table, it is very likely to be accidentally knocked down. .

"Boom—whoosh—pop—"

There were sporadic fireworks outside the window, and the laughter of people in other families who were celebrating the New Year in the city could also be vaguely heard.

Wan Qing's gaze was attracted by the fireworks outside the window, and she couldn't help looking at the bright night sky dotted with stars.

If the stars are green leaves, then those fireworks are flowers blooming in the sky.

"It's the new year soon!" Father coughed heavily, "Come on, these two are lucky money, for you, use it to buy something you like, no matter what it is."

"Oh? How much is it?" Wan Qing took the red envelope and wanted to open it, but her father stopped her.

"Cough! It will take one night for the New Year's money to be removed, and it must be put under the pillow to hold it down, so that you can... be safe every year."

"That's right, that's right, seeing Qing'er with open eyes for money."

"Tsk, don't think I don't know, you wanted to see it just now."

"Don't slander me!" Ye Chen said confidently, stuffing the New Year's money into his pocket, "You call a villain's heart to judge a gentleman's belly!"

"Bah, you are a gentleman, you are a lady at most."

"...Why, you fell in love with me."

Wan Qing almost put a question mark on her face: "Hey, you kid, have you learned a lot from me recently? You've learned your shamelessness."

"Hahahaha, well, come on, let's toast and celebrate—New Year!"

"Cheers!" Wan Qing and Ye Chen raised the glasses containing Sprite, while his father raised the glasses containing liquor. The three transparent glasses collided together, and the liquid inside shook slightly.

Although there were only three people, but because the lights in the room were all on and the two TVs were on, it still seemed very lively.

The two TVs are not on the same channel, and the noisy voices are intertwined. Normally, it would definitely feel noisy, but now it feels warm and beautiful.

"Jingle Bell--"

Just as the three of them picked up their chopsticks to pick up food, the landline rang.

Almost no one calls this landline on weekdays, and when someone is outside, they just go to the public phone booth to make a call to say something.

In my impression, this time does not exceed three times.

Ye Chen looked at Wan Qing suspiciously, and Wan Qing also looked at her suspiciously.

"Whose call could it be? Called on New Year's Eve, is it to send New Year's greetings?" Father said jokingly.

"It can't be harassing calls." Wan Qing frowned, "There shouldn't be many harassing calls in this era..."

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone was still ringing, urging the three of them to pick it up.

"You'll know when you pick it up." The father sitting next to the phone picked up the microphone and put it to his ear. Before the other person could speak first, he laughed heartily and greeted him first, "Hello? Happy New Year! who are you?"

Then Wan Qing and Ye Chen saw that the smile on his face froze instantly, and his breathing became short of breath.

He gripped the microphone tightly with both hands, his body trembling slightly.

"...Happy New Year, you, how are you..."

Wan Qing and Ye Chen leaned over and heard the voice leaking from the microphone.

"I'm fine. It's New Year's Eve here. I thought you might be celebrating Chinese New Year, or it might be coming soon, so I called and wished you a happy New Year."

Due to the old phone, the voice was slightly distorted, but the two could still recognize that it was the mother's voice.

It was a call from the past.

And it seems to be different from before, this time the time is synchronized from the lunar calendar.

"How many years have you been there?" My father took a deep breath, his voice choked with sobs.

"It's New Year's Eve in the eighth or ninth year of the lunar calendar."

"The Gregorian calendar... is already 1990?"

"Correct."

"You... you and me..."

"You're making a fuss with Chen'er right there, she's yelling that she's going to set off the fireworks."

"Cough..." Ye Chen scratched her cheek in embarrassment, she seemed to have some impression of this matter in her memory.

Of course, for her, that part of the memory is like instilled in her mind by others, and there is always a feeling of unreality.

"Ah... are you okay?"

"Everything is fine."

Father was silent, as if he wanted to say so much that he didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about me, I know my future."

"The future can... change."

"It doesn't matter if you can't change it." The mother smiled calmly, "The important thing is to cherish the present, Youliang, you have to take good care of the children, you can't be like a child like before, this time you call, I'm also thinking... this is the first Spring Festival when I'm not here, you probably won't be used to it, so if you listen to my voice, you won't be too sad."

Father's eye circles were red, but he couldn't cry anymore.

"Caihua..."

……

99. New Year wishes

His father's voice was choked up, his eye circles were red, but no tears flowed out.