On the evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Liu Jingxin's whole family gathered in the living room, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

To be reasonable, from any point of view, the level of the Spring Festival Gala is definitely getting higher and higher year by year, but the level of improvement cannot keep up with the rising aesthetic level of the masses, which makes people feel as if the Spring Festival Gala is not as good as a year.

More than half of the people watch the Spring Festival Gala just to watch those language programs, and more than eighty percent of them like to see Zhao Benshan in the Spring Festival Gala.

Since Uncle Benshan withdrew from the Spring Festival Gala, fewer and fewer people who watched the Spring Festival Gala were amused by those language programs, so everyone agreed that the current Spring Festival Gala is very boring, but you can watch it or not.

However, although people say so, the body will honestly stay in front of the TV on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve and watch the annual Spring Festival Gala with a critical eye.

In the past, there was no choice to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and almost all stations were broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala live. Now that local stations can arrange the broadcast of the program on their own, why do so many people insist on watching the "very boring" Spring Festival Gala?

Maybe you're used to it, right?

Because of the ban on burning, the noise from nine o'clock to the second half of the night in previous years has disappeared, but the smell of the New Year has not faded at all.

Every year on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it is the time of reunion of the big family, as long as everyone is there, the taste of the year cannot be light.

Liu Jingxin and his relatives chatted and laughed, almost everyone drank, but they didn't drink much, at best, they were just in a dizzy state, they didn't get in the way at all, and they wouldn't even delay playing cards.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was finally finished, and everyone couldn't eat or drink, so they could only sit around the table and watch TV.

"Do you want me to go get some dumplings? It's ten o'clock. My aunt asked.

Everyone was already eating at this time, but if it was hard stuffed, it would be no problem to eat two or three dumplings each.

Even so, no one raised any objections to my aunt, and the action of "making dumplings" was unanimously passed.

Life needs a sense of ritual, and eating dumplings on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve must be the most unavoidable sense of ritual in traditional festivals.

"Less, I don't think everyone can eat a few. Mother Liu looked at the sumptuous dishes that had not been eaten on the table, and she was a little worried.

There are so many dishes, how long do you have to eat it at the beginning of the new year?

My aunt went to the kitchen to order some dumplings, and when she came back, she smiled and said to everyone: "There are three and a half cents of bread in this pot of dumplings, whoever can eat it, next year will definitely be able to make a lot of money, and it will definitely make a fortune!"

After a while, the dumplings were cooked and brought up by my aunt in a large basin.

Everyone raised their chopsticks to hold the dumplings, and the first round of dumplings was eaten, but the five-cent coin was not eaten, and everyone immediately rolled up their sleeves and prepared to start the second round.

At this moment, I only heard a "pop", and it was my grandmother who threw something on the table.

Everyone turned their heads to look at it, and they were surprised to find that it was a five-cent coin stained with vegetable filling.

It is said that the coins she eats will make a fortune in the coming year, but her grandmother has no job now and is bored at home knitting sweaters every day, how can she make a lot of money? Even if the knitted sweaters can be sold out of stock, the production capacity of a person of grandma's age cannot keep up!

"Start the second round and see who can eat it this time. Aunt's words were like gunshots on the starting line, which made Liu Jingxin and the people around him raise their chopsticks to take out the dumplings, and stuffed them all into their mouths after dipping them in seasoning.

In order to avoid the coin from hitting the teeth, Liu Jingxin and his relatives ate very carefully, but before the second dumpling was swallowed, they heard a "pop" again.

"Who ate it?" Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction where the voice came from, but saw that on the table in front of Liu Jingxin's grandmother, there were already two five-cent coins lying quietly.

The cousin said to grandma with tears and laughter: "Grandma, everyone is working hard for these two coins, so don't join in the fun." ”

"Okay, okay, you eat. Grandma put down her chopsticks, leaned back in the chair with a smile, and watched with great interest as the juniors grabbed dumplings for a coin to eat.

This feeling is the same as watching a pig!

In the end, the coin was eaten by my cousin.

My cousin was like a child who had won a game, and he waved his fist excitedly: "I'll definitely send it next year!"

"Congratulations!"

Relatives sent their blessings one after another, ending this little game.

Before I knew it, it was zero o'clock, and the bell was playing at the Spring Festival Gala.

Relatives should have gone back to their respective homes at this time of year, but this year things have changed, and uncles, uncles, and cousins have to play mahjong all night, so everyone stays, and the children go into the house to rest in their beds, and the others find their own places to sleep.

Liu Jingxin sat behind his father and watched them play mahjong for a while, and felt quite bored, so he got up and came to the window.

Because the heating in the house is sufficient, there is no frost on the glass, which allows Liu Jingxin to see the night scene outside.

I don't know when the snow fell, but the snowflakes outside were falling slowly like goose feathers, piling up thickly, and it looked particularly beautiful under the dim light of the street lamp.

The next few days will be nothing more than going to a relative's house to pay New Year's greetings...... Wait, my relatives are here, do I need to go to the New Year again?

Forget it, these things are arranged by his parents, Liu Jingxin just needs to follow his parents, just carry the gifts, and don't worry about other things.

The phone rang at this time, Liu Jingxin took out his mobile phone to look, and found that he had missed dozens of messages. Among those reminders, a few are red envelopes sent by someone in the WeChat group, some are blessings copied and pasted by friends, and there are New Year's greetings sent by the official account......

Suddenly, Liu Jingxin saw a message from Tong Wenxuan, and it was just sent.

Today they said that they would accompany their families wholeheartedly, so Liu Jingxin never took out his mobile phone, which made him miss so much information.

If you miss other information, you will miss it, and Tong Wenxuan's information cannot be ignored.

Liu Jingxin hurriedly opened the message and found that Tong Wenxuan only sent a short line of words: "Dear, Happy New Year!"

Liu Jingxin has seen too many words of "Happy New Year" today and is tired of seeing them, but the three words "dear" in front of him make him feel as if spring has come all of a sudden.

"Happy New Year!" Liu Jingxin quickly replied.

This New Year is over, the new year is coming, Liu Jingxin doesn't know what he will do in the new year, if he can, he still hopes to do his best. Or, if you have the chance, you can see the world as it is!