Qin Fan of Hekou Village did not make the trip after all.

In her grandfather's old house on Benmen Street, Xuemei was holding her daughter and Qin Fan's cousins and cousins chattering, and occasionally Wei Feifei, who was next door, also came to see the children.

Qin Fan was told by several uncles and aunts that he had no place to hide, it was nothing more than that his grandparents were old and could no longer let his grandfather work in the store, in addition, he still wanted to let the family choose someone to manage the store, and the noise was endless.

Qin Fan just saw his uncle casually asking about his physical condition, he still stretched out his strong arm and said that he was fine, and then looked at his aunt, but his aunt complained that he scared her enough last time, and went to the hospital to check that nothing happened.

Qin Fan had to sigh, taking advantage of the fact that everyone didn't care, he went out alone to relax, and the relatives at home were talking about the things he cared about, and he didn't notice that Qin Fan had slipped out of the door for a while.

In the narrow alleys, in addition to the sound of firecrackers set off by visitors, there is occasionally the sporadic sound of firecrackers lit by children.

Occasionally, pedestrians wearing new clothes, new pants and new shoes, carrying gift boxes, hurried through the alleys.

The winter sun lazily shone on Qin Fan's body, and Qin Fan, who was sitting on the head of the ancient city wall, squinted his eyes and looked at the quicksand river under the corner of the city wall, as well as the pontoon bridge on the river not far away.

The river breeze mixed with the rustling sound of bamboo leaves blew lightly and heavily around Qin Fan, and in a trance, the girl shouted from afar at the head of the pontoon bridge: Qin Fan.

Qin Fan, who was fascinated, seemed to see Wanqing and Dong Min standing at the bridgehead again, smiling and waving to him; just rubbed his sour eyes, where was there the shadow of Wanqing and Dong Min, only pedestrians in a hurry.

"Fanzi, Fanzi. A woman's voice came from behind.

Qin Fan, who was dazed, turned his head and saw that Xuemei, dressed in red flowers, appeared in the gap of the ancient city wall, waving to him.

"Why are you here?" Qin Fan, who had come back to his senses, walked over and stretched out his hand to pull her up to the city.

Xuemei went to the city for the first time, and saw clumps of dead grass everywhere in the cracks of the old brick walls, and looked at the river flowing quietly under the city from a distance, as well as the slightly swaying pontoon bridge on the river, and at the other end of the bridge was the Gao'an Academy on Moon Island.

Xuemei, who understood instantly, hugged Qin Fan sourly, and asked softly, "Still thinking about her?"

"What are you talking about? I'm just here to breathe. Qin Fan disguised.

Xuemei gently slapped him on the back in disgust, understanding that he was talking nonsense, but thinking of the misery of that sister, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and felt that she was lucky to marry and have children with the one she loved.

After Qin Fan saw Xuemei's face change a few times, he buried his head in his arms like a little girl.

Qin Fan knew that he was not a thing, and he would always feel guilty and guilty about the girl in his arms......

After the two of them had drunk enough of the northwest wind in winter, Qin Fan returned to the old mansion with Xuemei on his back.

The quiet quicksand river flows endlessly to the north, and large and small sand dredging boats are parked on both sides of the river......

The uncles and aunts who are not at ease have a word about the Xingao Hotel, which has not yet been touched upon, has planned to be funded by each family and share the shares in proportion, saying that the good thing is to make a meager contribution to the old couple, and the bad thing is that Qin Fan is still in school now, and he can't affect his studies because of this matter.

Qin Fan didn't hear it, so he just cared about pulling the small stir-fry that his grandmother specially fried for him.

"Grandma is eccentric!" said her cousin who rushed back from out of town to pay New Year's greetings. The custom here is that there can be no stir-fried vegetables on the dinner table during the Chinese New Year, in the words of my grandmother: stir-fry and stir-fry for the New Year.

Qin's mother, who was hiding in the back room, just coaxed her granddaughter and listened to the noise of her younger brothers and sisters in the outhouse, and she was still extremely uncomfortable.

The grandfather sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals was smoking a cigarette and looking at the noisy juniors below with a smile, and the second grandfather was embarrassed to watch his son and daughter fight for the eldest brother's old shop.

The grandmother in the back room wiped her tears and said to Qin's mother: "If Xin'er is still here, then they can speak......"

Qin's mother thought of the unexpected little brother, and her heart was also sad, in that crazy era, the thirteen-year-old little brother Lin Yuxin hid from his family and secretly climbed on the roof at night, but he might as well be hit in the forehead by a stray bullet......

"Mom, Dad knows it in his heart, don't be sad, aren't they noisy every Chinese New Year? But in the end, isn't there nothing to be done without noise?" Qin's mother comforted.

"Well, Guohua, why haven't you come yet?" asked Grandma as she wiped away her tears.

"He, he's thinking about his shop now. Qin's mother explained.

"It's better for Guohua to not get involved in this matter at all. Grandma nodded in approval.

"Mom, you like him. Qin's mother smiled. remembered that in order to pursue her, Dad Qin first coaxed the old lady to be happy.

When the mother and daughter were talking to each other, Qin Ruoxin sat in her grandmother's arms, rolled her dark eyes, and quietly listened to the chatter of her grandmother and grandmother.

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In order to save money, Qin's father arrested his son Qin Fan and unloaded the goods with him, a truck of refrigerators, a truck of washing machines and a truck of TVs.

The refrigerator and washing machine were placed on the booth, but the TV set was not put on the shelves, and the customers who had already booked one were taken away when they were unloaded, and finally there was no TV set on the TV booth from the beginning to the end.

At this time, the electrical appliances that could only be bought at the state-run store with a ticket were finally open to sale at Qin's father. Within a few days, the most headache for Qin Guohua was that it was out of stock, out of stock, or out of stock.

Looking at the empty booth, Dad Qin happily picked up the bag and went to various manufacturers to buy it.

"What are you tossing around, you don't make much money after selling it, and you're tired to death. Qin's mother complained.

"Mom, if a man has no money and no career, he has no dignity, won't you let Dad live the rest of his life with his salary from within?" Qin Fan enlightened.

"There is no shortage of his money at home, I mainly feel sorry for him, you see such a heavy thing, he also carries it on his back at an age, don't you know that his waist has been injured?"

Qin Fan was silent for a long time, except for the time when the family had an accident in his hometown and asked for money, although he was not rich on weekdays, he could barely get by.

But this kind of day is not the life that Dad Qin wants to live, what he needs is to prove himself, he will live a more wonderful life if he leaves the unit, this is the dignity of a man.

Qin Fan suspected that his father still had a deep sense of loss in his heart, that is, as the pillar of the family, he had to reach out to his son to ask for money!

Money is the courage of an adult man, but also the confidence of an adult man, if there is no money, in the face of the darkness and ugliness in life, you can only continue to suppress your desires and demands, the last normal man will become extremely depressed and inferior, long-term depression and inferiority, the final result is despair!

Within a few days, the "desperate" Dad Qin returned to the store with his bag in his hands, and ran around and didn't bring back a single item!