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After reading the letter, Lixia was so excited that tears fell like the rain. She thought that after he moved away, he would ignore me and abandon me. He didn't expect him to be so thoughtful and meticulous. His love for me, his love for me, was sincere and eternal. Although he said so, he would definitely do so. As she thought of this, her eyes stopped tearing and her face broke into a blissful smile.

Then she thought: The second brother has a culture, but also care for others, I know him, it is my lifetime of happiness. I really can't do without him now. If I did, I'd go crazy. His concern for me, his love for me, his consideration for me, his sincerity towards me, everything he did to me, I must remember, melt in my blood, carry on with my actions. He is really my good second brother, there are many people talking about us right now, but I don't care. As long as I get the true love of the second brother, even if I talk about it, what can I do? When she thought of this, she smiled in relief …

On January 26, the Taoyuan Village visited old Party members and old cadres, subsidized the families in need, and offered condolences to the families of the dead and to the veterans who had been discharged from the army. This was an annual routine, and a reflection of the Party's concern for them.

This year's Spring Festival watch schedule is different from last year's. This year is February 5th, New Year's Eve, February 6th. It was arranged like this: Secretary Wang Peng and accounting Wang Xingbang were on the thirtieth day of the first month; Village Head Deng Chunming and cashier Liu Guochun were on the first day of the first month; Deputy Secretary-General and Industry Director were on the second day of the first month; Vice Village Chief Wang and medical director Cao Guoli were on the third day of the first month. And so on and so forth until work.

Time flowed by like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, it was the New Year's Eve of 1989. On February 5th, Zi Peng's house was still very busy. After he finished dealing with a series of things, he began to eat dinner on New Year's Eve. The meal was still very sumptuous. Zi Peng poured a glass of champagne for his mother, then poured a glass for himself as well. Everyone else was drinking. Zi Peng raised his glass and said to his mother:

"Mother, today is New Year's Eve, and you have grown another year. After the new year, you will be 76 years old. For your health, I wish you a happy Spring Festival and all the best! Actually, we have something to celebrate this year. Our new house has been renovated, and when spring breaks out next year, we will move over and let you live in your new house and enjoy your blessings. "Come, cheers!"

After Zipeng finished speaking, he drained a glass of champagne. Mother took a sip of champagne, put down her glass, and said:

"Child, I really haven't lived enough in this place. I'm going to move after the new year, and I really don't want to leave here. " She drank another glass of champagne...

After dinner, Zi Peng went to the village to work.

Taoyuan Village was a place where workers and peasants lived mixed together. With more people and more households, there would naturally be more fireworks. "Starting at 9 p.m., the sounds of firecrackers rose and fell, echoing through the sky. The fireworks were colorful and colorful, illuminating the night sky as bright as day." "AHH!" The New Year is so lively! " Zi Peng said to himself.

The hubbub of the Spring Festival passed overnight, followed by greetings. On the first day of the first month, Zi Peng was on duty when he returned home. The moment he entered the door, he saw Yu Lixia and her family of three who came to pay their respects to him. He was so happy inside, she didn't expect that the person he loved would come so early to greet him.

The family of three had lunch here at noon. After dinner, he began to play mahjong. While playing mahjong, Zi Peng and Li Xia still sat at the same place, and Cheng Hua and Gui Hong at the same place. They called from one in the afternoon until seven in the evening, when the family returned.

The second day, the second day of the first month, Zi Peng went to pay his respects to Lixia. At noon, she enthusiastically entertained him with 12 dishes. Zi Peng looked at the table. Cough! Too much: roast chicken with spice in it, crispy roast duck with full color and fragrance, beef stew, red-braised elbows, skate, carp with sweet and sour, a few fresh vegetables and cold dressing. At the table, Lixia accompanied Zi Peng in drinking wine. After eating his fill, he played mahjong again. This time, Lixia and Gui Hong sat at the same place, while Zi Peng and Gu Shouye sat at the same place. Even so, Zi Peng was still very happy. Because he felt happy and sweet in the presence of Lixia...

Unknowingly, it was already time for work. February 13th, eighth of the first month. After Zi Peng went to work, he paid respects to all the Village cadres. Today was the first day of work, so everyone was chatting and laughing together. They did not get to work.

Time relentlessly flowed on. In the blink of an eye, the first month had passed. Then the temperature began to rise, the snow began to melt, and the earth began to recover.

On March 8th, Rural Government held a party for the "Three Eight" women. Branch Secretary Wang Peng, Village Head Deng Chunming, Deputy Secretary-General Zhou Zhenfeng, Vice Village Chief Wang has, Director of Women's Affairs Ding Qingzhen, Company accountant Li Junying participated in the joyous event. The party was grand. There were literary shows arranged by the village and the village. It was colorful and very interesting.

At noon, the village prepared lunch for the Village cadres. After lunch, all the Village cadres in the village went back. Only Zi Peng did not go back to the village. He was going to see Lixia, whom he had missed for many days. As a result, he sped up his ride.

It was only 2 in the afternoon when he arrived at the door of the Lisha's house. With a yearning heart, he hurried into the house. At this moment, Lisa was at home looking after her 'family'. She was very happy to see Zi Peng here. She went up to him and took his hand, saying urgently:

"second brother, you came. I haven't seen you these past few days, your thoughts are too painful. That's why I took out the book 'Family' and read it for a while. I wanted to use the book to alleviate the longing in my heart. "

Zi Peng was deeply moved. He gazed at Lixia with deep emotions and said,

"little sister, second brother is missing you too! Why don't I come to see you instead of going to work? Is Gui Hong not at home? "

"He went up the mountain to check on firewood, and will only be back at 4 o'clock. Xiao Wei went to play in his room."

Zi Peng was overjoyed when he heard this. He shook hands with her, hugged her, kissed her, and caressed her. It was a beautiful, wonderful feeling. All the pain and longing he had experienced for the past few days suddenly vanished into thin air. After making love for a while, Zi Peng took his leave and headed home. At this moment, Rizia stuffed a letter into Zi Peng's hands. He happily took the letter and put it in his pocket. Then he pushed the bike back.

Zi Peng went home. He first pushed his bicycle into the barn, then entered the house. He took out the letter from his pocket and opened it impatiently. The letter read as follows:

second brother, hello!

Since the 25th of last month, I have been unable to calm down. I don't know what language or action to use to express my sincere feelings towards you.

That day, I was too useless and disturbed your work, so I apologized to the second brother. second brother, I'm really telling you the truth, I can't do without you. Because you are a powerful pillar of my spirit, and only you can give me the strength and courage to live. So I can't lose you.

On March 3, I waited for you around the office until eleven o'clock. However, what I did was a bit too selfish … The feelings between you and me were nurtured and nurtured by the sweat of hard work. They have now grown into a tree of love, and the flower of love has bloomed, not to be lost or lost. second brother, I am also unable to find anything that you have done for me in my own sister. I recall that you paid a great price for me. The feelings between you and me are difficult to put into words. For that, I want to see you and we'll have a good talk together. As a result, the wrong timing prevented him from achieving his desired goal.

Dear brother, you will not understand me. Almost mad, I returned to my hellish home, brooding and tearful, and wrote this letter to my brother.

Dear brother, I will never forget you. You are my dearest friend. At this point, I can not help but feel excited, I shed tears. Hateful, the corridor of life is about to separate us. If only we could talk about this together for a few days and stay for a few nights, how wonderful it would be!

My dear brother, the practice has really convinced me of the path of life. It's hard for me! I've seen through it for the rest of my life. Between my family and my husband and wife, I am distressed, and will accompany me for the rest of my life.

I miss the second brother, I believe: joy, happiness, these words, will never come close to me, you will never come close to me. I reviewed my life and everything that happened in the future. You and I will never be partners. second brother, it seems like you are hiding something from me. You and I have been together for a year and you still don't know me. I'm really just your friend for a few days. Brother, words and a pen alone cannot express my feelings for you. I feel like I have a lot to say to you face to face.

second brother, let's stop talking here. I forcefully kept the pen in my hand. We'll talk when we meet on the 24th.

May your work be smooth and happy forever!

Your little sister

afternoon grass, 7 March 1989

When Zi Peng finished reading the letter, he couldn't help crying. How could the grief of her letters not make him pity and weep? She showed great pain to her family, to her husband; she felt loss and sorrow for her situation, her state of mind; she showed some distrust towards him. Even so, she still wanted to have a pleasant conversation with him, so she placed great hope in him …

In short, her letter was low-key. There was no joy, no joy, no emotion. Therefore, he thought: I should hurry up and write her a letter to comfort her broken heart …