In the twinkling of an eye, it's new year's Eve.
It's still snowing on New Year's Eve. The fine snow particles are blown by the wind and hit on the face.
There were crackling firecrackers outside, and the voice of the little fat man, I don't know what he was shouting.
The new year's day in old street is much more lively than that in Tonglin road. The family get together, move the small table to the living room, make dumplings together, mix stuffing and roll dough. While listening to the creaking sound of the TV set, they chatter about their daily life. Xiao Anya shakes with a bell in the toddler, and hobbles two steps from time to time.
"Guanglin, buy a bottle of soy sauce. There's only a little left."
Qin's mother shakes the soy sauce bottle in the kitchen and asks Qin Guanglin to run errands.
"It's going to be Chinese New Year. I think the soy sauce is gone."
Qin Guanglin murmured. He took his coat from the hanger, put it on, opened the door and took a step. He was shivered by the cold outside. Then he came back, put on his hat and ran out against the snowflakes.
Because of the snow, but at five in the afternoon, there is already a trend of darkness. The overcast sky has no light, and the street lamps light up early. There are few people on the cold street. Only the children waiting to eat are still on the street with firecrackers. It's not too cold. He took a few quick steps and patted at the convenience store across the street.
Bang bang!
"It's closed. It's new year's day today."
Inside came a voice from old pan.
"Uncle pan, I, Guanglin."
Qin Guanglin shrinks his neck and shouts, "dumplings, take a bottle of soy sauce, or you won't be able to eat dumplings."
After a few seconds, the window was pulled open. Uncle Pan's head came out and had a look with a chill.
"Xiao Qin Wait a minute. What do you want? " The old pan convenience store was installed a rolling door by Uncle Pan's son. It was inconvenient to open and close it, so he planned to give it to Qin Guanglin from the window.
"Well Just pick the good ones. "
"Ho, take the good one Wait a minute. "
Uncle pan drew his head back again. Qin Guanglin was waiting there with his sleeves folded. He didn't care what kind of soy sauce he used at home. If it was good, it would be over.
After a while, uncle pan showed his head from the window and handed out the soy sauce, "here, this is the best! The dumplings are fragrant and tasty. "
"Thanks uncle pan, my brother pan, they didn't come back for the new year?" Qin Guanglin saw a large bowl of noodles on the table in his room through the window. He said casually as he paid.
"Hey, go to Xiao Li's for the new year, and come back here in a few days."
"You can't eat noodles for the new year's Eve. Wait a moment. I'll send you two bowls of dumplings when they are cooked."
"You boy Hey, don't bother. If you want to eat, I have a refrigerator. I'm too lazy to cook. "
Uncle pan waved his hand with a smile. His gray hair made him look a little older. The folds on his face were piled up. He opened his mouth and said, "go back quickly. I'll delay making dumplings for a while."
"Then you are busy."
Qin Guanglin tightly tied his collar and did not delay any longer. He took small steps to go home. His chubby body twisted and came in with cold. He stamped his feet to take off his hat and coat, handed the soy sauce to Qin Ma, and pia was waiting for dinner on the sofa.
"I don't know how fat you are now. I just lie there every day and don't know how to exercise." Why don't you roll your face and despise it.
Qin's mother said to her, "that's it. It's heavier than your Aunt Wang."
Qin Guanglin pretends to be dead. What can he do? He's desperate, too.
I'm on a diet as much as I can, and my weight is still swish every month.
It's all my fault. It's so good.
mobile phone make complaints about listening to the two people Tucao, he opened the browser to think, knocked down "why men get fat easily after marriage", see what can not help but happy.
"Aye, aye."
Qin Guanglin interrupts them. He struggles to stand up, lies on the back of the sofa and shakes his cell phone at them. "It's scientific Cough, cough... "
He gently cleared his throat and said to his mobile phone, "usually, men who feel happy in marriage are easy to get fat, because on the one hand, they have rich diet rules, live a comfortable life and are taken care of. On the other hand, they feel pain and love, and are happy in spirit..."
"What a mess?" Why don't you turn your face and look away? Although I'm an old man and wife, I can't help but feel embarrassed to hear what he says in front of Qin's mother.
The dead fat man's skin is getting thicker and thicker, and he is complacent on the sofa. "Ah, it's happiness. Look, look --" he patted the meat on his stomach and said complacently, "the symbol of happiness. I'm willing to be fat."
"It means no one hurts?" Qin Ma always finds Hua Dian easily.
“……”
Qin Guanglin got stuck and leaned back on the back of the sofa, "different constitutions, different constitutions, different men and women."
"Exercise for me after the new year, or keep running."
Why don't you look at the precious bicycle put away by Qin's mother in the corner of the living room and say, "gym, running is one of the two choices.""I can't run. Look at the meat. It Well
"Ba Ba, Ba Ba!"
Xiaoanya is pushing a walker to stagger over. Qin Guanglin is too lazy to pay attention to the two women. He reaches out to copy his daughter and puts it on his belly. Seeing her giggle, she can't help laughing. "Does her daughter like a thin father or a fat father?"
"Ba ba."
"Look, my daughter likes me to be fat." He turned his head.
"Virtue."
As the night goes down, the firecrackers outside become more and more lively. The dumplings of the Qin family have been wrapped. The dining table is set by Qin Guanglin facing the TV. Why don't you go to the bedroom to pay New Year's greetings to your family with your mobile phone? Qin Guanglin goes to fry some small dishes.
When the time is almost right, when the dumplings are cooked, why don't you come out of the bedroom, hold your daughter and wait for dinner. The whole family gather around the table to eat and watch the Spring Festival Gala.
"By the way, there is news that we are going to demolish this part." Qin Ma said holding the bowl, with a touch of melancholy in her face.
Demolition is naturally a good thing, but the old place that has lived for decades will always be reluctant to give up.
"When? Who did you listen to? " Qin Guanglin doesn't have so many ideas. Anyway, it's not too short of money. It's ok if he doesn't tear it down, but he must be happy.
"Everyone is saying that someone has come here to investigate."
"Oh, that should be fast."
Qin Guanglin turned to see why not, and directly asked the big baby to know everything.
Why don't you gently shake your head and don't say anything? Qin Guanglin knows that it's mostly false news. Bai is very happy. He turns the topic and doesn't discuss it any more.
The new year has passed quietly. There is nothing left except another year. Time always slips away. When I look back, I suddenly realize that yesterday was a few years ago.
Why don't you go back to Hecheng on the third day of junior high school? The snow is too heavy, which affects the high speed. Fortunately, Qin Guanglin grabs the train ticket. Qin Guanglin carries his bag. Why don't he come into the station with his daughter and wait for the train in the waiting room.
The custom in Hecheng is that if there is only one parent in the second or fourth day of junior high school, you have to choose the odd number.
"Remember the first time I went to my house? It's the same as taking a bullet train. The bus scares you. Ha ha ha. " Why don't you tease your daughter and chat with him.
"How can I forget that I was opened the first time I went to your house." When Qin Guanglin talked about it, he could not help but raise his hand to touch his back. His memory was especially deep, "those guys..."
Half way through, he suddenly stopped.
"What are you looking at?" Just then, why don't you see him looking out and ask.
"Oh It's nothing. "
Qin Guanglin shook his head. He just saw a tall figure standing out from the crowd carrying a travel bag. He almost recognized Sun Wen. When he wanted to say hello, he was already on the platform with the crowd.
"Probably the wrong person."