After New Year's Day, the flavor of the New Year slowly came out. The frequency of firecrackers in the streets and alleys is much higher, and the faint smell of gunpowder in the air and the various flavored cured chicken, bacon and eels hanging under the eaves of the second floor on both sides of the road and outside the windowsill all remind people in the past that this year is about to pass and the new year is coming.

Although this year, everyone is still eating and waiting for death, there is still no growth, the salary income is still so low, and the status in the unit has not changed much, but at best, it has not become worse. Some people look back, as if it is a blink of an eye, the children are actually ten years old, thinking back to the time when they fell in love with their mother ten years ago, they still don't understand how the child was born.

The child is still like that, from time to time in class, the teacher also criticized when he visited his home, the best exam results this year, it seems that it has been traced back to half a year ago, a unit exam won the sixth place in the class, for which he was rewarded with a good meal, that day's dish, for the first time to buy twenty-five yuan, but this money is not big, it is spent, and it has no impact on life.

The old man in the family is a year older, but fortunately his body is still strong, unlike the old man next door who was hospitalized as soon as it was cold, and the hospitalization fee was more than 30 yuan a day, and a thousand yuan a month, and his son had to spend as much as he earned in a month.

The bullshit goes on and on year after year, there are good things and bad things, but in the end, the family is safe and sound, and they work together to pass the year. Life is like this, year after year to overcome difficulties, consume some time and energy, pay for labor, get back paid, and wait for the New Year, so that you can have the spare energy to feel the happiness of life.

For the future, I only hope that the child can grow up quickly, be able to support himself quickly, and have a family of his own.

As for myself, although I really can't tell what I am trying to do in this life, if I can improve the quality of life a little more, get a promotion next year, increase my salary, and wait a few years to change to a bigger and new house, decorate it well, and the place to live is guaranteed, and the extra money in the future can be used for a big meal once a week, if the child can get the sixth in the class and the fifth in the class a few more times, The fourth in the class, while making yourself happy and happy, you can also have a little bit of a small capital with your relatives during the New Year, and your parents are healthy and take care of your health, so you don't have to worry about their children, in this life, it seems to be pretty good......

People come and go on Xicheng Street, and all kinds of New Year's goods have been placed on both sides of the road, and the packaging is prosperous, which is very festive.

With nearly 50 days left before the Spring Festival, everyone is already busy wrapping up the year. At this time, everyone was thinking about a bunch of things in their own family, and naturally no one cared so much about Lin Moumou, a celebrity in our city, and what happened to Lin Moumou's son, sister, and sister-in-law. At most, "Looking for Immortals" still has to continue to be chased, and it can't be watched for a day.

Compared with "Looking for Immortals", what kind of laughing book gods rely on the blue duck, all of them are scum, not even a divine beast, magic weapon, plug-in, double cultivation Dafa, and they are embarrassed to call themselves "Bah!

The spiritual pursuit of ordinary people is so simple and direct, unpretentious and low-grade fun.

"But human society can reproduce so far, and this kind of low-level fun is the core driving force......" Coming out of school on Saturday morning, Lin Miao followed Jiang Yang and Zhang Youwei, calmly discussing the topic of salty and wet taste, while feeling the New Year's atmosphere on Hubin Road.

Throughout the road, all the gods began to grab business head-on, looking at the eight characters to send disaster amulets, buying "Nine Yin True Scripture" and sending "Seeking Immortals" to support the practice of Qi Realm exercises, untying the five consecutive draws, career, love, health, school, and children one-stop package.

Lin Miao originally thought that no one would spend this money, but the reality slapped him in the face - even outside the fortune-telling shop on Lakeside Road, which was recognized as the most inaccurate fortune-teller, there were more than a dozen customers waiting for fortune-telling today.

Five yuan for a single item, a full set of twenty, and Tong Su is not bullied.

Looking at the atmosphere of this scene, it is estimated that Xicheng Street will soon not be able to collect taxes on Hubin Road, such a big piece of fat, the city and the district can make you a street all round......

Walking out of the noisy Hubin Road pedestrian street and walking over the small stone bridge in the northern section of Hubin Road, which is the preparatory site for the planned fourth phase of the Hubin Road project, Jiangyang's Jetta stopped outside as usual.

Jiang Yang walked to the side of the car and opened the door and entered, the smile on his face gradually faded.

Today is Jiang Juan's first seventh, he has to go to the vigil at night, and tomorrow morning is the day when Jiang Juan's body will be cremated. So now I have to go and pick Xiaoxiao up from Dongou University first, Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao, the two children, will sleep in the small hotel at the foot of the funeral home mountain tonight.

Along the way, I arrived at the Academy Road in silence, and then walked into the teaching building of the Conservatory of Music in silence.

Xiaoxiao has been practicing the piano at Dongou University for so long, and Lin Miao met the teacher who taught her to play the piano for the first time today. In his early thirties, he wears glasses and looks very serious about his temperament, but in fact, aside from his temperament, he should still be able to be regarded as charming. It's a pity that only a man like Lin Miao, who has the soul and body of an old virgin in his thirties, has the ability to appreciate this beauty. The teacher's surname is Guan, and he obviously knows what happened to Lin Miao's family, so he didn't ask much sensibly. The two sides nodded and greeted each other, and the conversation did not exceed three sentences, and the handover to Xiaoxiao was completed. At the end of this month, Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao will go to the capital again, and this teacher Guan will have to go with them.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ping and Xiaoxiao got into Jiang Yang's car, and the atmosphere in the car was even more depressing.

I haven't seen her for nearly a week, Xiaoxiao has obviously lost a lot of weight compared to last week, and her arms, which have just grown a little flesh, have become skinny again. But thinking about it, Jiang Ping really has no talent in taking care of children.

Xiaoxiao held Lin Miao's hand, and her little head leaned weakly on Lin Miao's shoulder.

She cried for many days, and she was tired of crying.

It took another hour for the car to drive from the city to the outskirts.

When they arrived at the bottom of the funeral home, several people did not go up directly, but went to the small inn for lunch first.

The district people's congress didn't have to go to work on Saturday morning, and Lao Lin and Lin Miao's grandmother arrived early. Grandma also looked sad and overly angry, watching Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao's two children bury their heads in eating, and sighed softly: "Fortunately, Ajuan still has a daughter......

Xiaoxiao looked up at her grandmother, her eyes were full of tears, but she bit her lips, held back her tears, lowered her head and went to eat silently, but how could she hold back the tears, it all fell in the bowl.

Lin Miao put down her chopsticks and hugged Xiaoxiao in her arms.

Xiaoxiao held back her tears, the more she held back, the more she couldn't control it, a snot bubble erupted from her nostrils, all of which were wiped on Lin Miao's chest, and she choked up with a crying face: "Miao Miao, I'...... I'll cry again tomorrow and I won't cry again......"

Lin Miao touched her back, feeling that it was superfluous to say anything.