Song family, the second day of the Lunar New Year---

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Rural people generally get up very early during the New Year, one is the habit of working in the field, and the other is that relatives must get up early during the New Year, and they can't sleep lazy.

So when the big rooster of the Song family with a big red cockscomb clucked and crowed, Song Haiming and his wife Wang Jinfeng had already gotten up and made a fire to cook.

The little sister Song Yuqing doesn't lie in bed very much, she gets up early in the morning to draw eyebrows, hums songs and dresses up--- New Year is happy for them girls, calling friends, getting together to eat, drink and play.

The Song family is very diligent, and the only person who lies in bed is Song Zhichao.

For Song Zhichao, he hates such cold weather in winter very much, and what relatives do he go out for, even if Zhao Jinbao leaves the car to him, Song Zhichao still likes to stay in the bed--- listening to the wind whistling outside the window, Song Zhichao feels the preciousness of staying in the bed. In addition, he really misses Hong Kong, Pan Yu, and the warm spring weather over there.

Dad Song Haiming thought that yesterday's incident had hit Song Zhichao, so he didn't call him to get up.

Mother Wang Jinfeng is another master who feels sorry for her son, not to mention that Song Zhichao is different from before, he is a big boss, of course the big boss wants to enjoy happiness, so he let her husband Song Haiming go to relatives alone.

The wind was blowing, the cold was pressing, and seeing the heated Santana parked outside, Song Haiming could only watch--- he couldn't drive it, and he didn't dare to drive it.

I can only secretly dream in my heart that my son drove --- car, carrying himself to relatives, all the way majestic, dragging from east to west.

Wang Jinfeng tied all the gifts used by relatives with hemp bags, tied them to the back of the bicycle's buttocks, and then told Song Haiming to be careful all the way, not to overturn the car--- the car can be overturned, and people can fall, but these gifts can't be broken, especially those canned food, which are precious!

Song Haiming rolled his eyes, feeling that his mother-in-law was too bad, and would rather worry about those canned food than care about his old arms and legs.

At this time, Wang Jinfeng took a newly woven thick scarf, circled, two, and three circles around Song Haiming into a big-necked monster, and said in his mouth: "Don't freeze!"

Song Haiming: "......"

smiled "hehe" in his heart, his wife still hurts herself.

Just then, something cold fell on his head.

Song Haiming looked up, and the sky began to raise snowflakes again, one by one, slowly falling.

So, Song Haiming deliberately shouted at his son's room: "Wow, it's snowing again! There is too much snow this year! This road is not easy to walk!"

Unfortunately, there was no movement.

Song Haiming was a little disappointed, looked at the mess on the bicycle, and then looked at the snow-covered car parked outside, and swallowed fiercely.

At this time, her daughter Song Yuqing dressed up and dressed up, and ran out like a sparrow to say that she wanted to go to relatives with Song Haiming.

Song Haiming glanced at her daughter, wearing a small flower jacket, a peacock-like hairstyle, and eye shadow, dressed more beautifully--- of course she understood her thoughts, maybe she wanted to get some New Year's money--- rural people are very simple, many times children are fifteen, sixteen or seven, and they can also collect New Year's money.

Song Haiming said that he didn't go to those who should go, and he didn't have to go--- he didn't want to take his daughter there, and felt that it would be embarrassing to take her to the New Year.

Song Yuqing didn't give up, pestering her father, shaking her shoulders and being coquettish.

Mother Wang Jinfeng took out a purse from the house, opened it, and it was some prepared New Year's money, all of which were two or five yuan, and she stuffed it to Song Haiming and said, "Take her there--- it's more troublesome to stay at home, do nothing, just watch TV!"

"If anyone gives her New Year's money, you will watch other people's children return it, so that no one will suffer!"

Song Haiming took the purse and said, "What if people don't have children?"

"Brainless! Then you don't stuff money in gifts, just say that you buy less things, these are supplements!"

"Oh!" Song Haiming felt that what his wife said was right--- not right.

After packing up everything, Song Haiming let his daughter Song Yuqing also ride a bicycle, but it was the women's car used to go to school--- this car was "packed" by Song Haiming from relatives in the city for fifty yuan, the brand is very good, it is a Phoenix brand, although it is very old, it is very good to be raised by Song Haiming, and the silver-white beam is spotless.

The father and daughter each pushed their bicycles, and just about to go out of the door, Song Zhichao got up, put on his clothes, came out of the house, and then shouted at his father Song Haiming: "It's snowing--- I'll go with you!" After speaking, he lit up the car key in his hand.

Before Song Haiming could speak, Song Yuqing was already excited: "Oh, there's a car to sit on!"

Mother Wang Jinfeng felt sorry for her son, "Why don't you sleep for a while--- don't worry about them, they can't freeze." ”

"No, I can't sleep in bed. Song Zhichao said, and began to wash and wipe his face.

His mother, Wang Jinfeng, brought him soup and rice again.

Song Zhichao simply ate a few bites, at this time, his father Song Haiming and his little sister Song Yuqing had quickly loaded all the gifts from their relatives into the car--- Song Yuqing sat in the car and refused to get down, saying that it was warm in the car.

Song Zhichao was ready to finish, and his mother Wang Jinfeng stuffed another piece of clothing for him, and Zhi'er Mo Ruomu said: "If you are afraid of the cold, wear one more piece of clothing." ”

Song Zhichao put on his clothes, then said goodbye to his mother, opened the car door, sat down, and prepared to start the car and accompany his father and little sister to visit relatives.

But before the car started, I saw two people coming not far away, riding motorcycles, and greeted them from afar, "Brother Song, it's the New Year, we're here to greet you!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Song Haiming, who was about to have another car addiction, took a look, but it was Song Jianguo and Song Jianjun, the brothers who had just met yesterday.

It stands to reason that they are of higher seniority, and they should have come in the third and fourth years of junior high school, why did they come so early this year?

Before Song Haiming got out of the car to greet them, he heard another voice say, "Haiming, we are also here to greet you for the New Year!"

Looking at it again, the fourth uncle of his own family also came with his son all the way.

"And us, we're here too!" In the north head, a tricycle drove over, and Song Haiming's third uncle was also here!

"You're all early, our grandfather is here too!" Looking at Nantou again, Song Haiming's eldest uncle is also here.

At this moment, the east, west, north and south, the guests came.

The gate of the Song family immediately became lively.

On the contrary, Song Haiming, the owner of the owner, was dumbfounded, he was originally going to go to his relatives to see these elders, what was going on? Why did these elders come to see him?

New Year's greetings, not in this order!