After singing a paragraph, the little girl with cute pigtails on the big screen also started to go to school, becoming more and more generous, many of the audience were elderly audiences, and many people were already teary-eyed when they saw this scene.

Yes, after having a child, you can understand the hard work of your parents, but you never seem to have expressed your love to your parents.

From babbling, to breaking free of his parents' hands, having his own friends after school, regardless of the rebellion of his parents, leaving his parents to work, study and live in a different place, and then starting a family, he began to be busy around his small family.

But have you ever remembered that far or near, there is always a light lit for yourself, there is always a mobile phone lying quietly on the table, waiting for your call, and there is always a pair of old people who are looking forward to their return home day and night.

"Where has the time gone?

Before I could take a good look at your eyes, it was spent

Firewood, rice, oil, and salt for half a lifetime

In the blink of an eye, all that was left was the wrinkles on his face."

The young Spring Festival Gala staff who had just led the fat brother to the backstage waiting room rubbed his red eyes, and then dialed his mother's phone and said in a slightly nasal voice:

"Mom, I'll be here tonight, but it's a little late!"

"It's okay! It's okay! You drive slowly, your parents will wait for you tonight!"

Then I heard the mother shouting excitedly on the phone: "Son, Dad, my son said he will come back tonight!"

Two lines of hot tears rolled down his face......

At the end of the song, the photos on the big screen froze, and Han Hongyi, who was sitting in the front row, looked at the photos of his daughter on the big screen fixedly, and finally couldn't help but bow his head and pretend to rub his eyes to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

And those netizens who are still waiting to complain about Fat Brother, a "traitor" in the Tucao industry, have nowhere to start, and they have begun to turn into one-sided compliments.

"I really can't spray this song, come on. ”

"At the beginning, I was disappointed to see that the fat brother actually broke away from our organization, but now it seems that he is okay with the Spring Festival Gala. ”

"Fat brother's song is the best in the Spring Festival Gala, there is no need to comment on the later ones!"

"I'm embarrassed to say that I cried. ”

"Don't be embarrassed upstairs, I'm crying too......"

"Fat brother, you made me cry again, lose money!"

As soon as he got backstage, the staff and other performers rushed to say hello to the fat brother, and some wanted to go up and ask for a group photo autograph or something, now that the fat brother's show is over, he should be willing, the fat brother had no choice but to sign a few names and apologize to everyone that he still has something to go first.

Originally, there was a group appearance after the Spring Festival Gala, and the fat brother didn't want to participate, Han Yuyun was still waiting for him at home, since the wedding date was set, the fat brother was thinking about running home every day, this small home has endless attraction for him.

Just after Chinese New Year's Eve, Han Hongyi began to work, and Han Yuyun took the fat brother to wander hand in hand in the streets and alleys, and when the two walked to a square, they saw a lot of people around, and there was a faint sound of quarrels, how could a nosy person like the fat brother let go of this opportunity!

The heavily armed fat brother squeezed in with great effort to take a look, and the people who were surrounded in the innermost were a dozen young people divided into two factions, on one side were his own family, and on the other side he listened to the onlookers saying that it was a stick.

"What is this?"

The fat brother asked a middle-aged man next to him who looked indignant, seeing that he was still holding the baby, it was estimated that the family came out to hang out.

"I don't understand too much, it seems that these young people are from some kind of association, and they are setting up stalls here to help people write couplets or something, and the sticks on the other side come over to smash the field, and the people on both sides quarrel, and you see, the tables have been overturned, it's too much!"

It can be seen that the middle-aged man really wants to go up and help or something, but he can't interject, because these people are arguing about what kind of poems and lyrics.

"You even have your own words and language are ours, what face do you have to compete with us here for poetry?"

A bespectacled man with glasses yelled as if he was about to eat people, pointing at a man with a single eyelid and a large cake face opposite.

"Hehe, you also say that the Chinese medicine is yours, but what is the result? The United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization only recognizes us Korean medicine!"

The man with the big cake face on the opposite side spoke a long list of their own vernacular, and a girl next to him translated it in standard Mandarin, and the understatement attitude undoubtedly made the young man opposite even more angry, and he wanted to beat people directly when he rushed up, but he was stopped by his companion.

"Do you want to hit someone? You have to think about it, these are foreigners. ”

The translator's words made everyone present angry.

"What about foreigners? We have to abide by our rules! Seeing that you have also learned our Chinese, you should know what kind of crime it is to deliberately pick quarrels and provoke trouble in public, right?"

When the atmosphere on the field was embarrassing, the fat brother stepped forward and said loudly.

"We, no, they don't!"

This girl who acts as a translator is probably a college student or something.,It's okay to talk about it.,I really panicked when I ran into the upper platform.。

"No, did you turn the table over yourself?"

The fat brother pointed to the table and the pen and ink that he had overturned, and the female translator immediately stopped talking.

"Alas, in fact, I also understand the mood of you people, there is a good saying, the more you lack something, the more you want to show off, what you don't have at home, you have to steal it, everyone says that is not the meaning?"

The fat brother asked loudly at the crowd of onlookers.

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"That's right, little brother is right!"

There was a chorus of harmony all around.

The girl whispered the fat brother's words to the stick, and their faces darkened when they heard it.

"No matter what you say, anyway, our country is ahead of you in the science of poetry!"

The big pie face didn't dare to talk about the United Nations, and he would come as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Get ahead of us, little brother, do you want to compare?"

The fat brother was happy when he heard it, this grandson really dared to say it.

The girl who acted as the translator flipped the fat brother's words, and the big cake face immediately smiled, looking happier than the fat brother.

"Mr. Li Zhiyu said that there is no problem, it is better than ancient poetry, what if you lose?"

The female translator saw that the big pie face named Li Zhiyu seemed to be full of confidence, and even with her, she regained a little confidence, and looked at the man wearing a mask and hat opposite with a little disdain and said.

"If I lose, I will not only admit that the poems are yours, but I also admit that the Chinese characters are yours, the earth is yours, and even the universe is yours, okay?"

The fat brother laughed evilly and said loudly.

As soon as the words fell, the onlookers burst into laughter, and even many of them were applauding.

When Li Zhiyu heard this, his face immediately darkened by two points, he didn't want to talk to the "sharp-toothed" Chinese man in front of him, he thought that poetry was his best field.

"Wait a minute, then if you lose......"

"It's up to you!"

Li Zhiyu interrupted the fat brother with an impatient look, and he was still speaking Chinese, but the pronunciation was weird.

"Yo! Let's practice our Chinese first! Don't worry, listen to me, I mean, what if you lose and don't admit it?"

The fat brother looked leisurely, looking at Li Zhiyu and the others opposite, they just wanted to punch him in the face, and the little young man who was choked by Li Zhiyu just now wanted to beat people saw how happy he was!

"I can't lose! I can't cheat! I use our big stick to guarantee the glory of the Republic of China!"

Li Zhiyu was in a hurry, and the local dialect soared out again.

There is no first and no second, and there is no second martial arts, and if something like poetry that cannot be quantified meets a shameless opponent, not only the fat brother, but even the onlookers feel that this matter is hanging.

But even if this big pie face is shameless, the fat brother is absolutely sure that he will be convinced, Li Dubai doesn't know, right?

Wait for me to clean it up!

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