In the past, the Spring Festival Gala was an empty alley, and how many sketches are now smiling so much that I can't stand up straight.

But I don't know what's going on over the years, although the lineup is getting stronger year by year, the content is getting worse year by year.

It is obvious that there are more stars on stage, and this year's Spring Festival Gala is a well-known line from beginning to end, with as many as sixty or seventy people.

The sketches are ugly, the songs are ugly, no wonder Fang Wei wants to complain.

Fang Jing turned on the TV just to create an atmosphere, hoping to have a bit of New Year's flavor.

After finishing the meal early, Fang Wei stared at her big eyes, "Brother, Happy New Year." ”

"Take it!" Fang Jing sighed and took out a red envelope from his pocket.

Weighing the thickness, Fang Wei smiled, "Then I'll go and play with my classmates!"

"Go ahead, come back before nine. ”

"Got it!"

In the kitchen, Father Fang mopped the floor clean, wiped his hands, and said with a smile: "I'm going to play mahjong, you have nothing to do to go out for a walk, the park is still very lively." ”

"Got it!"

Dad's mahjong is all five cents a piece, Fang Jing didn't stop it, the elderly just have this hobby, it's not a big deal, let him be.

Half an hour later, only Zhu Jun's voice came from the TV in the empty room.

Although he is rich now, he doesn't know how, Fang Jing misses Huangling Village a little bit when he was a child.

At that time, the poor were poor, but the family was happy, the three or five dishes on the table tasted more fragrant than anything else, and a large number of friends in the same village played for a day.

"Maybe this is a cheapness!" Fang Jing laughed at himself.

Put away the dishes and chopsticks, put on a thick down jacket, wear a mask and go out, it's rare to come back and walk around.

He didn't turn off the TV and left it on.

The thieves in the thirties of the Chinese New Year's Eve had to accompany their families, and no one came out to take over the business.

On the street, lanterns are hung under the eaves, crowds are crowded, the elderly, children, couples, wearing festive clothes holding hands, showing a warm smile.

All the way to the park, there are more people here, singing and dancing, selling barbecue toys, setting up night market stalls, and anchors singing live broadcasts.

Stop and go along the way

Follow the traces of the teenager's drift

......

I first knew this world before

Linger in every way

Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of you

I am also willing to go to the soup to walk through it

Fang Jing is a celebrity in Rongcheng and is very popular, there are few people who don't know him, it is not an exaggeration to say that the old lady dances square dances at night is his song.

The anchor who is singing now is a man in his forties, and his hoarse voice sings a bleak experience of vicissitudes.

sang so badly during the New Year, no wonder no one listened to him here.

I was overwhelmed by the size of the world

Also indulge in dreams

No truth or falsehood, no struggle, no fear of jokes

I have turned my youth into her

I also used to pop up the middle of summer at my fingertips

Let your heart go with the flow.

Humming the song lightly, touching his pocket, Fang Jing took out a red envelope and gave it to the singer, he thought that the house was very lively, and he also prepared dozens of red envelopes, but now it seems that it is useless.

"Thank you and Happy New Year!"

"Let's have fun!"

Along the way, everyone who meets a person, who sells flowers and lanterns, Fang Jing will send red envelopes and say Happy New Year to you.

"Bang Bang !!!"

At twelve o'clock, fireworks went off, and at this time, Fang Jing stood on the top of Phoenix Mountain Park, and the whole county was in the eyes of the whole county from this angle.

Small counties are not as good as big cities, there is no rule that fireworks are not allowed, everyone is in the yard, on the roof.

One after another, the sky was full of colors, and he felt beautiful, Fang Jing took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of his hair.

......

"Teacher Xu, when did you come back?"

The next morning, Fang Jing was making dumplings when Xu Li knocked on the door and came in.

"I came at eleven o'clock and went to bed early. Looking at the pot, Xu Li laughed, "It seems that I came at the right time, Fang Wei, bring me a pair of dishes and chopsticks." ”

"Okay godmother!"

While eating, Xu Li said, "Why didn't I see you when I came yesterday?"

"Go out and watch the fireworks!"

"This is for you!" Xu Li took out a red envelope, "Fang Wei also has it, one for each of you brothers and sisters." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Xu!"

"Thank you, godmother!"

When the money was in hand, Fang Wei swallowed the dates and ran away after eating the dumplings.

Xu Li is tall and has a large skeleton, and the amount of food is not small, and they eat dumplings in the north, Fang Jing knows that these few in the pot are definitely not enough to stuff the teeth, and they have wrapped a lot.

For the New Year, as long as someone eats, he is very happy.

"Teacher Xu, didn't you go home?"

"Aren't I at home?"

"No! I'm talking about the home of the North. ”

Over the years, Fang Jing has rarely heard about her mother's family, and she is accompanied by students during the New Year's holidays.

"Over there...... I haven't been back for decades, and I have no home for a long time. ”

Why haven't you gone back for decades? Fang Jing was puzzled, Xu Li's age was only over forty.

"Is Mr. Xu here? We've come to see you. ”

Fang Jing was about to speak, when there was a sound of footsteps running upstairs from the stairwell.

Xu Li put down her chopsticks, stretched out her head and shouted, "Third floor!"

A few seconds later, seven or eight people poured in, all classmates. "Huh, Fang Jing, why are you here?" said Lei Yu, a junior high school classmate.

"Is this my family, where am I not here?"

"Your home?"

"Well, I've been living for more than a year! You don't know?"

There were quite a few people who knew about his residence, and Fang Jing thought they knew it too.

"Who knows, we are all studying outside, and we only come back for the winter vacation. ”

"Come on, come on, what kind of gift do you bring, really, put it on the coffee table. "Fang Jing Yile.

"You think beautiful! This is for Mr. Xu, it's so fragrant, how many dumplings are there? I want to try the dumplings made by big stars. ”

"I want it too!"

"I want it too!"

"Yes, sit down first, and you'll be fine right away!" There were not enough dumpling wrappers on hand, Fang Jing opened the refrigerator and took out some of them, which he bought for Fang Wei to make for himself.

More than a dozen people sat in one room, and the cold atmosphere was swept away, chattering non-stop, and Fang Jing's ears were almost gone.

"Fang Jing, get me a cup!"

"Fang Jing, take a pair of slippers, I stepped in the water when I came up. ”

"Fang Jing, are the dumplings ready, I'm hungry!"

"Fang Jing, are you still five cents short of me? I'll remember it for a while! It's been many years, I don't say you shouldn't know, right?"

"Fang Jing, this is the attitude when a guest comes? What about melons and fruits? Hurry up and put them on!"

The dust was on his face, Fang Jinghao was nostalgic for the coldness a few minutes ago, and these people were using him as an animal.

......

After more than an hour, the gang of uncles finally left, Xu Li helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Fang Jing was tired of spreading on the sofa.

"Teacher Xu, don't move the pot, I haven't eaten it yet!"

"Hahaha! I'm sorry, I forgot, there were too many people just now. ”

After finding a pair of dishes and chopsticks, Fang Jing put the last remaining four or five dumplings into the pot, and he didn't take a bite at a time.

"Teacher Xu, is there something wrong with you?"

Seeing Xu Li's embarrassed face, she kept spitting, if it weren't for entertaining her classmates, Fang Jing would have wanted to ask.