It's still Liu Shumei's home.

At the noon class reunion, the eldest son He Guoqiang and his wife Wang Zhen ate with a group of high school classmates for more than two hours, and went to KTV for dinner until more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

After calling the old lady twice but not working, he returned home.

"Mom, Mom, why did you turn off your phone?"

As soon as he entered the door, He Guoqiang shouted.

But unlike in the morning, when the old lady heard the movement and greeted her at the door, this time, no one answered.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the house was quiet, and the lights were not turned on for the New Year, He Guoqiang and his wife glanced at each other: "The old lady is not at home?"

"Can't she, isn't she sleeping? Where can she go during the New Year?"

"Mom! Mom?"

Hearing what his daughter-in-law said, He Guoqiang also felt that this was the case, but his mouth beckoned, and when he arrived at the bedroom, he was completely stunned.

In the old lady's bedroom, the futons were neatly stacked at the head of the bed, and the small single bed with a width of one meter and two meters was empty, where was there a figure?

"Huh?!"

Seeing this scene, He Guoqiang was stunned: "Where did this old lady go?"

"It can't be to buy groceries, right? Wait a minute? Guoqiang, come and see, there's a letter on the table!

Hearing his wife's "ah", He Guoqiang hurriedly ran to the kitchen, put the most conspicuous position on the dining table, and picked up the letter with "Mom left" written on the envelope and opened it, and saw the first few sentences of the letter......

He Guoqiang was stunned!

Immediately, his eyes were red.

"Mom, what kind of demon is this? What kind of letter did you leave in a good way? What did you write?"

In the face of his wife's inquiry, He Guoqiang covered his mouth and stuffed the letter into his wife's hand.

"Guoqiang, Guoxing, Guoming, you can go home for the New Year, Mom is very happy. But the way you did when you came back made me think about it a lot.

So after you left, Mom made a decision.

This decision is to disappear from this home for a while.

This is not a temporary initiative.

I'm ready to do this, I have a safe and comfortable place to stay, and I have people around me, so please don't worry and don't try to look for it.

Seeing this, you may be confused, and you will think that I am angry because you are not eating at home at noon, right?

My sons, it's not like that.

If life is a long journey, then in my understanding, the meaning of parents is to accompany you through the first part of this journey.

Sooner or later, I'll get off this train from your life.asxs. to the end.

And the objective fact is that the day of getting off the bus is getting closer and closer.

Sooner or later, you will usher in a life without me.

So today, it's a preview of the second half of your life's journey.

Just like when your mother was not at home when you were a child, in this rehearsal, I will leave you a task;

Some of your favorite dishes, I've prepared the ingredients and put them in the fridge, and the recipes are in the envelope. Try to make your own Chinese New Year's Eve dinner without me.

I hope that in this little rehearsal, you and I can gain something and grow.

Love you, Mom. ”

When his wife read out the contents of the letter in a low voice, He Guoqiang held several large pages of recipes in his hand, and the tears of soybeans were already pouring out.

Under his wife's worried gaze, He Guoqiang took out his mobile phone and silently sent a video to his two younger brothers.

Seeing that the second brother Guoxing was still on the noisy wine table at this time, the third brother Guoming was holding a cigarette and holding a microphone in his hand and asked what he was doing, He Guoqiang wiped his tears fiercely and yelled.

"Stop playing, get me home right now!"

Meanwhile.

The home of the old man Wang Erni, a member of the fan group.

After the two sons had a hurried lunch at noon, they went out after calling friends. Playing mahjong is playing mahjong, and the relationship between feelings is connected.

There are only three grandchildren left in the family, and since after lunch, they have been holding their mobile phones and nesting on the sofa to eat black chicken.

"Grandma!"

At six o'clock in the afternoon, a few adults who had passed the New Year finally put down their mobile phones without limiting the game time. The eldest grandson, Liu Miaomiao, roared.

"I'm a little hungry, when will I eat at night? I want to eat your Sichuan white meat in the evening!"

"Grandma, Grandma, do you have water? I'm so thirsty. ”

After several calls in a row, but there was no answer, the three grandsons finally realized that something was wrong.

"Well, did you see grandma in the afternoon?"

"See! She went out after tidying up the house at noon, and then came back a little later, and after a while she seemed to be gone, and never came back?"

"Okay, I see. ”

"Where is this going? Whew, there's no hot water. Really—"

"Look, there's a letter here!" for us!"

And at the same time.

The home of the old man Sun Xiuzhi, a member of the fan group.

After cooking more than four hours of video with her boyfriend who had just been separated for more than ten hours, Sun Xiuzhi's youngest daughter Guo Jing finally walked out of her room.

"Mom, why don't you cook yet?"

Just when Guo Jing wanted to steal a mouth and walked to the kitchen, she saw a large table of dishes left at noon, and she didn't know when she disappeared without a trace!

Looking at the extremely conspicuous envelope on the empty table, Guo Jing frowned and picked up the letter......

......

Small theater.

Because Li Shixin talked about the old man Liu Shumei in the fan group at noon, after eating in the afternoon, almost all the old fans gathered over.

After only a morning's silence, the small theater returned to its usual liveliness.

Looking at a group of old fans bringing their own melon and fructose tea, sharing their own snacks for the New Year, holding a handful of peanuts in their hands, Li Shixin, who was sitting on the mahjong table and paddling, smiled faintly.

"Two cakes touch! 50,000. On the side, Wu Ming played a mahjong game neatly.

"What do you think these monkey cubs will do now when they find out that their mother is gone?"

"Heh, how can they react? Now they must be looking for their mother everywhere! Four of them!" The old man Liu Feng on the mahjong table trembled and wiped his reading glasses with the sleeve of his Armani suit, and grinned: "Look at this group of rabbit cubs, when your parents are around, you don't feel anything, but if your parents are gone, you will be numb!"

Liu Feng's grandson, who was wearing a parent-child suit, helped his grandfather to pick up the cards, tilted his head and thought about it, and was happy: "I don't know how to cherish it when I have it, and I can't breath......e when I lose it."

"Sun Tzu said it well!"

Seeing that Liu Feng's grandson came directly to a painful literary fan this time, a group of old fans were overjoyed.

Seeing that a group of old fans praised their grandson, Liu Feng was happy and patted his grandson's hand.

"Grandson, don't accompany me for the New Year, you old man, go out and play with your children, ah. Let's see if we can bring back a granddaughter-in-law for grandpa!"

Liu Feng's grandson grinned: "Master, you are nonsense!"

"Oh, huh, I'm huh, hurry, pay for it! grandson, how many times is this?"

"Butt beard, don't double...... Hehe, grandparents, Chenghui, one person and two cents. ”

Wu Ming happily paid the money, and looked at Li Shixin, who was silently paying the money on the side, "Shixin, you came up with this idea, what do you say?

Li Shixin skillfully placed the mahjong and raised his eyebrows.

How does Lao Tzu know?

After all, Lao Tzu is just idle, there is no material for shooting VLOGs, and his own son can't play, so he can only play with other people's sons......

is only responsible for playing, as for how to develop in the future......

It's like this mahjong dice throw, just throw it out, as for what time......

When it's settled, don't you know?

"Oh, two six! Twelve o'clock, catch it from Lao Wu. Tsk, Brother Feng, why are you catching too much!"