Winter solstice in '97. A cold snap hit, and the temperature in Shanhai City plummeted.

Two days after this winter solstice, it will be Christmas Eve.

Christmas, a festival imported from the West, is very popular among young people in China. In fact, it is to give everyone a reason to play and a lively atmosphere, usually high school students are in class at this time, but sending gifts to each other is the most common.

Every year, the courtyard of Huatong Company is still inevitably vulgar and wants to engage in formalism, and everyone sends it back and forth, of course, now I am afraid that it will be renamed Fulong Company Compound.

In the compound, it is already the beginning of the lanterns.

The winter solstice is Monday, but there is no evening self-study, a high school is very humane, and students go home after school in the afternoon.

As Christmas and New Year's Day approach, it is most legitimate to ask your parents for money at this time, which is more justified than compiling make-up fees and the like. Of course, some parents will still snoop at this time, such as Yu Xiao's family.

"Mom, give me money, the day after tomorrow Christmas, I will give gifts to my classmates. ”

"What do you want to buy, or I'll help you go to the supermarket and buy it yourself...... Did you get any chocolates...... Hey, hey, I know, I know, I won't ask in the future, hey, I'm asking you, you're so grumpy now......"

"How much does it cost? sixty!?That's a lot?What do you send, just send something...... Okay, good...... Take it!"

When Yu Xiao's mother opened her wallet, she took out a few pieces of money, and her expression was suspicious, "You don't want to buy flowers for girls...... right?"

In fact, Yu Xiao is simply sending greeting cards, three cents, five cents and not waiting for one, a few dollars can get the person to be sent, and the rest of the money will fill his pocket. In this kind of thing, Cheng Ran and Yu Xiao maintain a high degree of brotherly unity.

Cheng Ran's home.

Xu Lan served the mutton soup, and finally put twenty yuan in front of Cheng Ran's table.

"It's almost the end of the year, aren't you going to give each other gifts, take these and buy them......" Xu Lan said, "Why didn't you ask us in advance this year?

Cheng Ran secretly thought about his mother's keen sense of smell, and he smiled, "Didn't you talk about how we used Cheng Xiang's shop to make printed chess pieces and sell them for money last summer? ”

"Yes, yes, I heard your second aunt talk about this, she sold it for a lot of money, what are so many ideas in your head...... What about the money? How much do you earn?"

"That money has a cost, our brothers have always been the New Year's money...... Now I'm barely making some money...... Thousands of pieces. Cheng Ran doesn't know if the next family reunion, the second aunt will expose the amount of sales made by the store, the store naturally invited Sister Xiao Zhao to take care of it, and the second aunt also goes to play mahjong most of the time. But this can't be said well, maybe the second aunt has all their income and expenditure. It doesn't matter, you know. Cheng Ran just needs to master the degree, and it is enough not to let the family get involved.

The current profits, in the past, they can still accept it, and even praise their brothers for doing business with each other, and they will not intervene, but if it is tens of millions of profits, the family is not shocked, and I am afraid that they will have to point fingers, and this kind of peaceful family pattern will have to be disrupted.

Therefore, Cheng Ran had to contact the printing factory to do the work in the future, saving time and effort, and only needing to give money is enough. In fact, the production cost of the single pair of Three Kingdoms has decreased.

Xu Lan said, "Oh...... That's right...... If you earn it, you will make money, save the money you earn, plan and arrange it. Take the twenty yuan, this is what your mother gave you. Let me start by saying that no matter what you do, you can't affect your grades. Otherwise, your dad will be the first to come back and talk to you. ”

The post and telecommunications office in Bulu County started, and Cheng Feiyang led the team to the county to garrison it in the past two days, but he couldn't go home on the winter solstice.

The post and telecommunications office of Bulu County is of great significance, from the geographical location, it is the north of the mountains and seas, the northwest region of the province, the two districts and ten places and the main cities of the choke point, the hub of transportation and communication, once the situation is opened here, to the northwest of the two districts and ten places of equipment renewal will be logical. Now is the time for Fulong to conquer the city, and Cheng Feiyang will inevitably have to run around.

Cheng Ran knew that his achievements were the foundation of all this stability, and if he really fell behind, the strength that supported Cheng Feiyang might also be released.

However, the winter solstice didn't wait for Cheng Feiyang's figure, and the house was always a little empty.

Accepting his mother's money, eating mutton soup, and shaving a bowl of rice with mutton belly white radish dipped in water, Cheng Ran returned to the room.

On the table, there are some greeting cards.

I bought it back with Yu Xiao when I got out of school, I bought it wholesale, and I wrote Merry Christmas by hand, saving time and effort. It's just for Jiang Hongshao, and under her slightly threatening "suggestion", she still attached a recent photo of herself.

The main Cheng Ran didn't know what to give to Jiang Hongshao, if he wanted to talk about chocolate and the like, it would be vulgar, so he could only convince himself that for Lao Jiang, receiving greeting cards and photos might surpass other forms of things.

Cheng Ran has received two photos of Lao Jiang, in addition to the first one next to the foreign phone booth, the second one is the scene she attached to the letter of drinking water from a cup in the classroom of Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School and being photographed by a friend. In the classroom, she held a water glass, probably to find that she was being photographed, her pretty eyes stared, and she glanced at the camera obliquely, her eyes wide open.

In the background was the poster behind the blackboard, and there were leafy green vines outside the windows, and the light seemed to drift in through those windows.

If this photo is released in the future, Cheng Ran can almost imagine what kind of craze it will cause on the Internet, in the information age where those artificial beauties have seen enough and are aesthetically fatigued, this is the same lethality as a nuclear bomb.

The windows are stained with frost, the room is filled with warm light, and the radio is filled with the sound of a song on the radio, a reminiscence of an old song - "Casablanca".

“…… I don't think our love story will ever be brought to the screen, but when I have to watch you leave, I feel that pain too...... Oh, the kiss from Casablanca is still ...... But without your sigh, the kiss is no longer a kiss......"

"Please come back to Casablanca and find me...... As time goes by, I love you more and more every day......"

"I guess there are a lot of sad people in Casablanca...... You know I've never been there......"

The song is accompanied by the gentle sand of snow in winter.

Echoing in this yellow room.

Cheng Ran has already begun to look forward to receiving a letter from Lao Jiang in the New Year.

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Yang Xia's family.

On the table, there are notebooks neatly stacked, and the cover is a cartoon pattern, yes, Yang Xia plans to give notebooks to the people around him.

On the title page of each notebook, she would write a paragraph, such as to Yao Beibei: "I hope your optimism and uprightness will always be with you." "What is given to Liu Ying is a small poem that belongs to girls who will like Chunyan Lixia, and what is given to Yu Xiao is: "Don't be a bark in the coming year!" for Zhang Xiaojia, for Zhang Xin, and for Liu Kehong......

A lot of people's books, almost all of them are written.

But it was for Cheng Ran, and several of them were written badly.

After all, it was not finalized.

There was a song on the radio, it was Casablanca.

Listening to such music, Yang Xia took a deep breath, picked up the pen, as if he had made up his mind, and wrote it on the title page of a dark blue notebook in beautiful handwriting: "Everyone will insist on something, others think it is a waste of time, but for this person, it is very important." Maybe all this person is waiting for is a ...... Turn back?"

As soon as she finished writing, Yang Xia quickly knocked on the notebook, and the moment she remembered that the notebook would eventually be delivered to that person, she pressed it under her body with both hands, but she didn't want to tear it anyway, and her arms were pillowing her head.

In the movement of the song, Yang Xia bites her lip, and her crimson cheeks are bright and dripping.

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(Thank you, Ah C, another leader.) ）