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The annual celebration of the new spring, the new spring as scheduled;

Rachel paved the road of happiness, red light hung high above the door of happiness.

February 3, 1992, is the traditional New Year festival. On this day, Zi Peng was busier than any Spring Festival; he was happier than any Spring Festival; he was happier than any Spring Festival. Because he has three more happy things to congratulate this year. These three happy events were both a new starting point for his political life and a milestone for his future progress.

First, he was evaluated as an outstanding correspondent at district and township levels in 1991, and as an outstanding Communist at the same time.

The second was that he was selected as the Deputy Secretary-General of the Party branch during this year's branch change. During this period, he had already been in the Secretary of the Party Branch for five years.

The third, which he felt most honored, most proud, most proud, most glorious, was that from February 14, 1991, until January 30, 1992, the press releases, literary works, and random recordings he had collected had been broadcasted repeatedly on the People's Radio of the generalization; they had been published frequently in the newspapers of the Tonghua Daily and the Jilin farmers. To his great surprise, the Jilin Farmer published four articles in seven months.

Over the past year, he had been used in more than 40 articles on the radio and in the newspapers. He felt, therefore, that this was something he had never dared to think about in his life, and that today it had miraculously, truly, become a reality. It was a glorious page in his journey of life. He felt that he was a serious farmer, only six years old, and farming was his old line. He had never dared to dream about dancing and writing. However, ever since he had become the Secretary of the Party Branch, his education level had been constantly improving; his horizons for knowledge had continuously broadened. The work he did, and the task of reporting it. So he had to think about it; he had to change his attitude. As a result, he was fortunate enough to participate in the communications courses organized by the District Committee and the district radio stations. After the class, he worked hard and painstakingly. His works were finally adopted by the city radio station; his works were finally adopted by the city newspaper and the Jilin Peasant Newspaper; his works were recognized and valued by the district, township, and village leaders. For this reason, when the Spring Festival came this year, he would celebrate with his family and share his happiness with them …

On New Year's Eve, Zi Peng was extremely busy. In the morning, he would mix the lanterns, paste couplets, cook the melon seed, and cook the peanuts. In the afternoon, he would go to the grave for the old man.

He had no choice but to visit the little sister's Lixia, whom he missed, when he went to visit his foster father's grave. Because he hadn't seen her for more than ten days. Therefore, he had to make a detour to see her. Because it was the last day before the Spring Festival; because she could wait for him at home for dinner; because he wanted to spend two hours with her on New Year's Eve.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zi Peng took a detour to Lixia's home. She had prepared all the food and dishes and was waiting for him to arrive. She loved him like this; she loved him like this; she worked for him like this. What would she feel if he did not come? Therefore, he had to go no matter what. As long as he went, as long as she saw him, she would be full of joy; she would be so happy; she would be so happy. This year's Spring Festival, Lixia's home with new white paper ceiling, the walls of the back room pasted with six New Year's pictures, 'more than a year', 'eight immortals across the sea', 'welcome guest pine' and so on. As such, the interior of the house was very beautiful.

Zi Peng arrived at Lia Xia's home. She and Gui Hong brought him to the table and sat down. He looked at the table. This was too extravagant. This was even better than what his own family had prepared. There were chickens, fish, vegetables, pork ribs, pig's feet, liver, pig's heart, fat intestines, and stomach slices. There were quite a few of them that were found on pigs.

At this time, Lixia opened a bottle of red plum wine. She filled a cup for Zi Peng and a cup for herself. She lifted her glass, and her face was radiant, smiling, and joyful. She gazed at him deeply and then said:

"second brother, today is New Year's Eve. We are especially happy that you are able to come to our house to visit us. Over the past few years, our family has caused a lot of trouble for the second brother, and we feel very sorry for that. I toast to the second brother, and wish you happy New Year, and perfect luck! "

With that, she gulped down a glass of wine. Zi Peng raised his cup and said,

"Thank you for the hospitality extended to me by your family. I didn't do much for you. We used to be neighbors, but now I've moved away, but we get along pretty well. If you need any help from second brother in the future, feel free to tell me. As long as I can do it, I'll do my best. I'll lend you two your wine and have a toast to both of you! I wish you a happy new spring, a happy family, good luck, and a great source of money! "

He drank a glass of wine. Gui Hong took a big gulp of the white wine, put down his wine cup and said:

"second brother, you are too polite. We don't have to say anything today, just drink and eat. Come, fill up second brother. "

After Gui Hong finished speaking, he poured Zi Peng and Lixia another glass of wine. Zi Peng ate, drank, and chatted as he ate. Not long later, he felt full. So he said goodbye to Guohong and Lixia.

When Wen Wen left the house, she came out to see him off. When she saw him off outside the main gate, she stuffed a letter into his hand …

When Zi Peng returned from his two graves, it was already past six. At this time, every household was lighting lanterns. He walked into the house and saw that the table was filled with food. His mother and family were waiting for him to come back for dinner.

In his house, the dinner was also very sumptuous. Basically, it was no different from the dishes cooked in Lisha's house. Zi Peng opened a bottle of red plum wine. He first filled a cup for his mother, then filled a cup for himself.

"Mother, you just had your birthday and it's Spring Festival so I'm really happy for you. Anyway, you're in good shape. This is both your own good fortune and ours. Mother, I wish you a happy Spring Festival and good health! "Come, let's drink."

Zi Peng drank a glass of wine. After the mother took a sip, she put down her glass and said,

"Zi Peng, mother never thought that mother would be able to live for so long. When I was poor, I wondered if I would end up tramping on my feet in the morning. It's all thanks to you that our family can live such a good life. " Zi Peng took over the conversation and said,

"Mother, as long as you are happy, we will be happy. Your son has three more happy things to celebrate this year's Spring Festival. "

Tsinghua and Yu Hua hurriedly interjected and asked:

"Dad, quickly tell me, which three happy events?"

Zi Peng looked at his two daughters' anxious expressions. He was very adorable. He used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

"First, I was evaluated as a good correspondent in the district and the village, and also as a good Communist;

The second thing is that this year, I have been chosen a new branch to the Secretary of Branch. It was I who asked to be a Deputy Secretary-General;

The third piece was published in the Jilin Farmer's Newspaper; 15 in the Tonghua Daily; and 21 in the generalization People's Radio Station, for a total of 40 pieces. Do you think these are good news? "

Tsinghua and Yu Hua filled a glass of wine for their father and said unwillingly:

"Dad, you really have a lot of results? If you hadn't told us, we wouldn't have known. "Dad, let's toast!"

After eating the dumplings at midnight, it was already past 12 o'clock. Zi Peng and his family watched TV for a while longer until two in the morning before they slept.

At this moment, Zi Peng took out the letter that Lixia gave him. He eagerly unfolded her letter and carefully read it:

My brother, whom I miss day and night:

First of all, little sister wishes you happy New Year and everything else!

Brother, I miss you all the time. Do you understand my feelings? Although we have seen each other a few times in recent days, but when we come back, we still miss; we still can't eat; we still can't sleep. Sometimes I would be a fool; sometimes I would be a fool; sometimes I would be soulless. Always absent-minded and disoriented.

My good brother, I have not written back to you since you wrote to me. My reason, as you know, is that it is inconvenient to write at home. My husband had become even more suspicious of me in the past few days. He looked at me with a strange look that made me feel scared. Yesterday, when he went out to buy food, I had time to write this text message to my good brother.

My dear brother, when I was unable to sleep, I recalled our recent situation: Ever since our City met on January 5th, when I came back, I couldn't let you go. Your concern for me; your consideration for me; your affection for me; your true love for me. All the time, it's in front of my eyes. I wanted to get a good night's sleep. I didn't want to remember. But things are not people, so I can not get rid of it, can not be driven away. So I had to keep thinking: January 11th, when the weather was very good, you came to see me. When I saw you, I was so happy that I didn't know what to say. I threw myself into your embrace all of a sudden … On January 14, you and your comrades from the city newspaper came to take pictures of the six teams, and you came to see me again. I really didn't expect you to come that day. I was so excited that I started crying … On January 24th, a day of wind and snow, we met again at City. I asked you to meet me on the 14th. It makes me very happy to walk on the river bank and watch movies; it makes me very meaningful. That day, you walked a lot to accompany me to buy a machine for picking corn. He went to the City Farm Machinery Company but didn't buy any. Then, he went to the County Farm Machinery Company. We faced the wind and snow, our faces red from the cold. But you never said a cold word; you never said a heavy word, it really made me feel bad. I see you are so concerned about me, so considerate. This made me love you in my heart and respect you at the same time. You are truly the person I love the most …

February 1st, 28th, you come to wish Mother Liang a birthday, and then you come to see me, and you still play mahjong in my house. These vivid scenes appeared in front of my eyes from time to time …

My dearest brother, I knew you would come to my house on New Year's Eve. Therefore, I want to cook for you on this day; therefore, I want to make dumplings for you on this day; therefore, I want to drink with you on this day. Well, my dear brother, here it is. After the new year, I wish you a new year on the third day of the first month, I hope my brother is home waiting for me.

I wish big brother a happy mood and good health!

This to

Salute

Your little sister

29 December 1992

After Zi Peng finished reading the letter, his heart was in turmoil and he was filled with emotions. She was truly an infatuated woman. Her sincerity towards him could be seen from the heavens. Every word in the letter was full of affection; every word in the letter was full of love; every paragraph in the letter was filled with longing. Her letter caused him to be unable to release her for a long time. He thought: I am content with her doing this to me; I am happy with her doing this to me; I am happy with her doing this to me. Isn't my heart the same as hers? If I didn't miss her all the time, would I have risked the cold to see her again and again? If I didn't miss her every second of the day, would I have gone with her to two farm machinery companies to buy corn shelling machines? If I didn't miss her all the time, would I have taken the long way around to her house on New Year's Eve? Wasn't it because he missed her that he was willing to ignore everything to visit her and accompany her?

Her letter, though not very long, was warm and loving. Her memory made me feel as if I had returned to the original scene. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't touched. Therefore, I was remembered by her, by the love she clung to, by her moment of longing, involuntarily shed excited tears. Her letter was too important to me.

In her letter she gave me her full love; in her letter she gave me her full passion; in her letter she gave me her infinite longing. For this reason, she was the love of my life; for this reason, she was the driving force in my progress. She only knew how to give and give for me, but she never asked me for anything; she only knew how to make me happy and sweet and happy, but she never said a word about it after she had suffered a thousand hardships. I will never be able to repay this debt of gratitude in my entire life …