Qiao Hongyuan came back suddenly, which surprised and delighted everyone.

Qiao's mother didn't have time to ask anything, so she immediately served him a bowl of lotus seed soup with a slow small intestine.

After Qiao Hongyuan drank the soup, the bowl was filled with dishes from Qiao's mother.

So, in the next time, Qiao Hongyuan didn't have time to speak, just kept eating.

The Spring Festival Gala on TV has begun, and this year's program is quite distinctive, but everyone's attention is all on chatting.

Qiao Hongyuan decided not to say why he wanted to walk the mountain road for half a day to return to the brigade, and everyone changed the topic without asking the result.

This is the most tidy time for their family to celebrate the New Year in so many years.

Even if there is more Deng Ying's family this year, there is not much difference.

Qiao Hongyuan's marriage was brought to the dinner table again, and Qiao's mother sighed: "Xiaoyuan, Xiaoping Xiao'an has found a partner, and they will get married after the New Year, and you can just drink their wedding wine after you are not in a hurry to leave." ”

"You're really not young, you have to think about it. ”

Qiao Hongyuan rubbed his nose, lowered his head and picked up a lotus root clip, and gnawed slowly.

"Auntie, the matter of getting married may really depend on fate, maybe my fate is still on the way. ”

Qiao Hongyuan finished chewing on the lotus root clip and said lightly, not feeling irritated because he was urged to marry.

Qiao Jiayue glanced at Qiao Hongyuan, and secretly guessed in her heart whether he was hurt by any emotion, but she didn't dare to ask anything.

Qiao Hongzhi brought a jar of rice wine brewed by Uncle Qiao: "It's rare for our brothers to get together, let's drink two cups." ”

I don't know how many more opportunities I will have to sit and drink like I did today.

Qiao Jiayue handed over her bowl.

Qiao Hongzhi shook his head: "Yue'er, you can't drink this rice wine, you drink bayberry wine, that one suits you." ”

After he finished speaking, he poured a full bowl for Deng Ying next to Qiao Jiayue.

Today is really a day of reunion, Qiao Jiayue drank bowls of bayberry wine, and the brothers and sisters talked about any topic.

Past, present, future.

But no matter how much they drank, they never spoke too much.

Qiao Jiayue lay on the bed in a daze, counting the mosquito net patterns on the top of the shelf bed.

The mosquito nets are all made by Qiao's mother after buying cloth, the fabric is relatively thick, not very transparent, and the patterns are all popular flower sketches.

She counted and counted, and there were more and more flowers and plants in front of her, and she was dazzled.

Qiao Jiayue blinked her eyes, muttering some experimental raw materials in her mouth.

As she read it, she slammed into her bed, pulled open the drawer, pulled out her notebook, and quickly jotted down her inspirations.

But she drank too much, and the handwriting in the notebook was crooked, but fortunately, the content was not missed.

Deng Ying came in with a basin of hot water and saw Qiao Jiayue leaning on the table and writing hard.

When he got closer, he could barely understand the words, but some symbols, as well as Qiao Jiayue's self-made unique symbols, really couldn't understand it.

Deng Ying twisted a hot towel to wipe Qiao Jiayue's face, and then urged her to soak her feet.

Qiao Jiayue's pen in her hand didn't stop, she did whatever Deng Ying said, hot water scalded her feet, and after soaking for a while, a layer of dense sweat appeared on her back, and most of her wine woke up.

Qiao Jiayue dried her feet, shrunk on the bed and continued to struggle.

The TV in the living room was dimmed, but the countdown could be faintly heard, and it was almost twelve o'clock!

Qiao Jiayue put down the last stroke and covered the notebook.

She looked at the system screen in front of her, and the red envelopes and other items in the mall were still on sale.

Qiao Jiayue has long been not uncommon in this form, after all, after playing for so many years, she has long been tired of it.

And she can't eat the most candy and biscuits, and she has to give away a large number every time.

But after so many years of habit, Qiao Jiayue still continued to open red envelopes, and there was no surprise, it was still some food.

However, compared to the candy and biscuits of previous years, there are now a lot of meat dishes.

Qiao Jiayue yawned, lay down and fell asleep after a while.

Deng Ying went to see the children, and when he came back, he carefully closed the door, put Qiao Jiayue's notebook back in the drawer, and lay down with him.

The next day, before dawn, Qiao Jiayue heard a burst of firecrackers, and then there was a knock on the door.

It turned out that Qiao's father and Qiao's mother shouted that they got up and worshiped God.

Everyone was screamed, and the lights were on, and the house was as bright as day.

By the time everyone washed up, dressed neatly, and stood behind Qiao's father and mother together, it was already half an hour later.

Qiao's mother distributed the lit incense sticks to everyone's hands, and then began to worship according to their age.

Qiao Jiayue took the incense stick and said words that have not changed for more than 20 years: I wish the whole family good health, peace and smoothness, happiness and happiness.

She inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner and turned to look at the four children and taught them how to hold the incense and how to speak.

One by one, the children planted incense, and the other houses in the brigade had already lit firecrackers, crackling.

Qiao Hongzhi and Qiao Hongyuan Qiao Hongliang went to the door with a round cannon and put it in a suitable position, so that the fuse could be ignited.

The sound of firecrackers was very loud, and the children were scared and curious, covering their ears, but couldn't help but want to watch it for a while.

After lighting the firecrackers, it's the highlight of the year - fireworks.

The fireworks are very beautiful, of course, the price is not low, who can set off fireworks, it means that the family is very good.

Therefore, in the past few years, Qiao's father's fireworks have been the most anticipated by the members.

When the fireworks burned out, it was almost dawn, and Qiao Hongzhi took a few children to pick up the squibs.

Originally, he wanted to teach the children to light cannons, but he was jointly trained by Qiao Jiayue, so he didn't dare to come up with his mind.

After breakfast, Qiao Jiayue took the red envelopes that had been prepared a long time ago and began to send them one by one.

The children were the most excited, holding the red envelopes and couldn't put it down, and when they met other children who came to pay New Year's greetings, they also showed off their New Year's greetings.

The children in the brigade rarely visit the New Year with adults, and they are often a group of cousins, and they are more fun to play.

This time, Rolling personally took a group of small radish heads to greet the New Year, and he held his head high and was very proud.

Qiao Jiayue and Yan Danfeng were not very relieved, so they fell behind not far away, watching the children play and watching them argue.

At this time, compared with their own children and other children, they always feel that their own family is not independent enough, or they are too spoiled at home.

Qiao Jiayue was a little absent-minded when she walked halfway, and wanted to say that she would go back to study first, and she wanted to say that today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, so she would finish the New Year first.

Tangled and entangled, Qiao Jiayue entrusted the child to Yan Danfeng and went straight to Granny Lan's house.

However, Granny Lan's family did not have a lot of gifts, eating, drinking, wearing, and everything.

Qiao Jiayue rubbed her head, she forgot to bring a gift, it seems that she can only make up for it in two days.