The Chinese New Year's Eve of that year was already a legal holiday, and Yan Mo went to her mother-in-law's house for the first time for the holiday, naturally she got up early in the morning to freshen up and dress up, specially changed into a big red dress bought by her mother, beaming, and pulled her husband to buy some New Year goods, and came to her mother-in-law's house in the afternoon for the holiday.

When Yan Mo arrived, the small house of my mother-in-law's family was already crowded with more than 20 relatives, playing mahjong, watching TV, and playing poker, which was really lively.

Yan Mo said hello one by one in the order of eldest and youngest, found a secluded corner to sit, and chatted with the seven aunts and eight aunts without a word. It's a bit boring.

When it was almost dinner, everyone was busy together, Yan Mo helped clean up the house and tidy up the dinner table, and ran before and after. After dinner, Yan Mo thought about watching the Spring Festival Gala, which is a fixed program every year, and it has become a feeling.

Suddenly, I heard my mother-in-law announce in a loud voice, "After eating, everyone put everything in the kitchen, and don't worry about it." It's time to play cards, it's time to watch TV, it's time to watch TV. Yan Mo is a junior, you two went to wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen. ”

You are the mother-in-law, you are the biggest, Yan Mo looked at the new clean clothes, frowned, or not, he was hesitating. The third aunt seemed to see Yan Mo's thoughts, raised the corners of her mouth, and handed over a dirty apron at the right time, "Put on an apron, don't get your clothes dirty." Yan Mo smiled and took it and put it on.

"It's like a supermarket promoter. The third aunt added again. Yan Mo didn't hear why, so she could only smile and look at her husband.

My husband smiled.

The cups, dishes, and chopsticks of more than 20 people, and the chaotic kitchen after the war, made Yan Mo, who never washes dishes at home, fight for one hour to clean them. My husband just walked around the kitchen with him, and was called by his mother-in-law to pour tea.

finally cleaned up the kitchen, Yan Mo came to the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Before taking off the apron, the mother-in-law said while playing cards: "Yan Mo, wrap all the dumplings that were not finished at dinner, everyone will eat them tomorrow." You know how to make dumplings!"

"So much ... When... Yan Mo was stupid, I didn't know how to express it, and I didn't dare to contradict my mother-in-law.

"Your generation of children has grown up, and you bring your two younger siblings with you. It's time for us elders to take a back seat, so do it. The mother-in-law said in a loud voice.

Yan Mo looked at a cousin of her husband who was the same age as herself, a cousin who was 2 years younger. The two crooked on the sofa and grinned at Yan Mo: "Sister-in-law, we don't make dumplings." ”

"I'll teach you. Yan Mo gritted his back molars and squeezed a few words out of his mouth.

The two reluctantly came to the kitchen.

Yan Mo's husband doesn't know how to make dumplings, he is responsible for rolling the skin, Yan Mo holds the dumpling skin and teaches the two younger siblings hand in hand. After the two of them wrapped a peculiar dumpling, they jumped out of the kitchen, "Mom, look at the dumplings I made, how good are they." They went to their respective mothers for praise.

There was a sound of mentally retarded praise in the hall. Since then, the two have never returned, leaving only Yan Mo and her husband in the sound of firecrackers, nesting in the small kitchen with dumplings, wandering away from the jubilant Spring Festival atmosphere, and not even watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Yan Mo was unhappy, and muttered to her husband in the kitchen: "I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala, I don't want to make dumplings." So much ... ”

My husband smiled and said, "Didn't I accompany you to wrap it, I'll see it after wrapping." ”

"I can't eat so many dumplings!"

"If you can't finish eating tomorrow, you'll freeze, and you'll have to eat dumplings on the fifth day of the new year." ”

"I used to watch the Spring Festival Gala during the Spring Festival. ”

"It's not that you're not married, that's how you are married, it's not a child. ”

Then you can't use me as a nanny, you don't need to wrap up all the dumplings in your family's seven aunts and eight aunts in this life, whoever eats them will make it themselves! Yan Mo scolded in his heart.

I have never had such a unique "thirty" when I grew so big. If you get married, you spend every Spring Festival like this... Yan Mo took a deep breath and didn't dare to think about it again, so he wanted to flip over the table, throw the apron on the third aunt's face, and leave. But this is not something that the character of Yan Mo can do.

Since childhood, her mother's teaching to Yan Mo is docile, but the spirit of resistance in Yan Mo's heart has never stopped fighting.

Yan Mo felt aggrieved in his heart, his IQ was no worse than others, and he made no less money than others, he ate your house or drank your house, why did he become a nanny as soon as he arrived at your house, but his in-laws put up with it. But there are so many relatives, I know who you are! How many times have I met, why!

Yan Mo desperately controlled his thoughts, otherwise he would suffocate himself to death. Is it true that a woman becomes a nanny after getting married?

When the New Year's bell rang nearby, Yan Mo finally finished wrapping all the dumplings. I never want to see dumplings again, I don't want to eat dumplings again.

A room full of people was making trouble, and Yan Mo could only find a corner to nap.

It wasn't until after dinner on the first day of the Lunar New Year that Yan Mo finally left her mother-in-law's house physically and mentally exhausted. Looking at the festive atmosphere that filled the streets and alleys, Yan Mo's eyes turned red.

Growing up so big and making Yan Mo feel annoyed for the first Spring Festival, should the Spring Festival and all festivals in the future be like this?

Yan Mo's ex-husband didn't understand until the divorce, which was one of the important reasons for their divorce.

......

Yan Mo took a deep breath before he was about to suffocate, the sea breeze was cool and humid, and the sound of the waves soothed Yan Mo's emotions. Yan Mo has never understood why the sea can make her feel calm, even if she sees the rough sea, it also makes her feel a little comforted, and she likes the sea inexplicably. Maybe it was a fish in the last life.

Fortunately, I have left, but fortunately I am resolute enough. Yan Mo looked at the sea, was beaten by the waves, comforted himself, shook his head, and barely squeezed out a smile, which can be regarded as an end to his memories.

The sun has completely sunk into the sea level, only a little afterglow remains at the junction of the sea and the sky, and the sea has turned a deep blue, seemingly quiet, but the sound of the waves crashing on the beach shows the surging of its heart. The hotels lined up along the bay have long been lit up, reflecting the colorful colors of the world.

It's another Spring Festival of reunion and excitement.

Since that Spring Festival, Yan Mo doesn't know why, even if he has been divorced for many years, he no longer looks forward to and loves this festival. Maybe this is growing up, Yan Mo found a reason to comfort himself.

Walk and stop on the beach until the sea and sky turn dark blue, until the hotel's seaside lifeguard little brother has been staring at Yan Mo tightly, wanting to stop talking.

Yan Mo suddenly realized: Ah, you don't think I'm going to commit suicide by jumping into the sea, right? Yes, the festival of reunion, on the beach when it's dark, I walked alone on the beach for a long time, sat for a long time, and always wandered on the beach。。。。。。

Yan Mo was amused by this scene, so I wouldn't commit suicide! Turning his head to the dedicated lifeguard little brother, he smiled and said, "Happy Spring Festival!"