It's the New Year.

For Ren Yan, the concept of this New Year is different from before.

In addition to the lights on the streets and alleys, everyone is immersed in the atmosphere of reunion and celebration all year round.

Ren Yan's year is much more special than previous years.

In the past, because he was reluctant to go back and forth on the bus, Ren Yan only went home once a year in the entire university.

Sometimes poverty can really make people lose their fighting spirit, not only to lose their fighting spirit, but also to wear out some of the remaining good things in life.

The so-called beauty of life in the former rock is to reunite with his family.

Although it is still hard to be forced at home in Los Angeles, the feeling of being by the side of relatives is much better than facing the steel and concrete in the city alone.

Now Ren Yan no longer needs to be as bitter as before.

For Ren Yan, the theme of the New Year in 18 years.

It's called cherishing.

Cherish everything that seems easy but hard-won.

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On the thirtieth day of the lunar month, in Ren Yan's original arrangement, he decided to take Zhang Yuxin back to his home for the New Year.

However, after hearing that in addition to Zhang Yuxin's second brother, the other two elder brothers rushed back from abroad for the New Year, Ren Yan dispelled this idea.

For the Zhang family, they come all year round, and the opportunity to get together is only the occasional New Year.

If Zhang Yuxin is absent, it is not good.

So this year's New Year, Ren Yan decided to let Zhang Yuxin accompany his family well.

Ren Yan returned to the small county town of his hometown in the morning.

The reason why it is so early is because today is the day for the Ren family to welcome the New Year on the one hand, and on the other hand......

Every year on the thirtieth day of the lunar month, no matter what the situation, Ren Dahua will return to the real homeland of the Ren family with his family.

That fishing village.

Because Uncle Ren Yan's tomb is here.

The black Mercedes-Benz S-Class drove to the fishing village in a long convoy.

It was the New Year, and when the convoy reached the outskirts of the fishing village, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the direction of the village.

On the side of the road, you can clearly see the large and small fishing boats staying on the edge of the fishing port.

"Yanyan, do you remember, when your father and your uncle didn't go to sea when you were a child, you liked to run to the fishing boat when you did your homework, saying that it was very comfortable to blow the sea breeze. The aunt sitting in the back row saw the fishing port through the car window, and said to Ren Yan who was driving with a nostalgic look on her face.

In addition to the nostalgic expression, Ren Yan on her side could also read the sadness hidden in the depths from her face.

Uncle died on the fishing boat.

And the uncle's death made the aunt a widow when she was in her twenties.

The aunt did not remarry, but supported herself independently, with a small bubble that had not yet entered elementary school at that time.

When my father sold the fishing boat and gave the money to my aunt, my aunt didn't take it.

It was my father and mother who did everything possible to persuade my aunt to go to the county seat.

"Auntie, I remember. Ren Yan tried to make himself smile, glanced in the rearview mirror, and then said: "At that time, Xiao Bubble was still a little kid wearing open crotch pants, and she yelled at me every day to take her to find shells." ”

Xiao Bubble, who was sitting next to Aunt Zhou Wei, blushed a little: "Brother...... You speak well...... What open crotch pants!"

The family in the car laughed.

It's just that......

In addition to the laughter of Xiao Bubble, whether it is Ren Yan, Ren Dahua or Jiang Xiuhua and Zhou Wei, there is a pathos in their laughter.

Little Bubble was too young at the time, far from the age she can remember.

For her, she had forgotten what her father was like.

After the laughter, the atmosphere in the car became silent.

The seascape that can be seen from the window is rapidly receding, and the wind coming in through the crack in the window has a salty fishy smell.

Long.

"What if...... How nice it would be that your uncle is still here. Yan Yan is so promising now, if your uncle knows, he will definitely be as happy as a child. ”

I don't know when, my aunt has burst into tears.

Ren Dahua, who had been enduring it, heard his aunt's cry, and his eyes turned red.

Ren Dahua, who has been in this family for so many years, can't hold back at this time.

"Dad, don't cry, it's the New Year!" Ren Yan's eyes were red, and he patted his father's shoulder.

Ren Dahua didn't speak, but his body began to tremble slightly involuntarily.

"Dad, Mom, Auntie. ”

"Aren't we all right? The boy is now promising, and he can make everyone happy. ”

"Today is the Chinese New Year!"

"We should all be happy. ”

"Aren't we here to celebrate the New Year with my uncle?"

Ren Yan, whose eyes were already red, smiled hard and continued to speak: "I'll be happy." ”

"I've only been back once since I was in college. ”

"The round-trip train ticket can cover my living expenses for a month or two. ”

"I was reluctant to go home, because then my dad would have to work hard for many days to make up the money for me. ”

"But that's okay, I'm working in Los Angeles, and during the Spring Festival, the salary is very high!"

In this way, my father can work less, and he doesn't need to pay for the living expenses of the first month when school starts. ”

"I know, Dad, you've been feeling guilty all these years. But it's not your fault......"

"Uncle's departure, it's not because of you......"

"In my memory, after moving from our family to the county seat, you drank every day. ”

"The child is distressed to see it......"

"Mom said you were a lazy person, and said that you were a drunkard who liked to drink, but could she not know that you were panicked?"

"She knows. ”

"Children know it......"

Ren Yan's hand holding the steering wheel began to tremble.

After releasing the accelerator, Ren Yan stepped on the brakes.

More than a dozen black Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars stopped directly on the road.

"Dad, you've worked hard all these years. ”

"You've really worked hard. ”

"Please stop blaming yourself, okay?"

"It's none of your business. ”

"It really doesn't matter. ”

Ren Yan's tears flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the storage box in the central control position.

Ren Dahua burst into tears, looking at his son, his lips opened, but he couldn't say a word.

Jiang Xiuhua didn't make a sound in the back, she covered her face with her hands, and her body trembled slightly.

Zhou Wei wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "What Yan Yan said is right...... Brother, over the years, my sister and I have persuaded you many, many times......"

"Yan Yan is persuading you for the first time, you have to listen to it......"

"Things that have nothing to do with you, things that belong to the number of fate, we are all so old, we should understand it......"

"Over the years, if my brother hadn't supported me, our family would have been ...... long before we moved into the county."

"It's gone......"

Family.

A family with the surname Ren.

Hug your head and cry in a black limousine.

More than a dozen black Mercedes vehicles honked their horns at the same time.

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Today's Mother's Day, the second hair accompanied the family for a day, and it was only at half past ten that the code words were usually too little.

The number of words delayed today will be made up tomorrow. (Remember, you will only be late, not absent.) ）