This visit began ten days ago!

Loneliness is one of the biggest enemies of human beings, and when you are alone, send sincere care, then it is easy to gain the sincerity of the other party.

Especially during the Chinese New Year, when thousands of families are reunited, those families who send their husbands, wives, and children abroad are even more deserted.

Gay men are better, emotionally restrained, gritting their teeth and enduring themselves, no matter how uncomfortable they are, except for the occasional corner of their mouth to reveal a touch of affectionate helplessness, they should still talk nonsense and drink tea.

But lesbians, especially young lesbians or old people, are different, every time Liang Yifei meets such a family, even if it is the first time they meet, the other party can often pull him to chat for hours, and he has to stay for dinner and go grocery shopping, so he almost doesn't stay overnight.

Before leaving, he sent him out, and Liang Yifei's reluctant eyes made Liang Yifei feel distressed when he looked at it.

made Liang Yifei have an inexplicable sense of contradiction, fuck, count it, these people were sent out by themselves, the front foot broke up other people's families, and the back foot came to the door to appease the lonely heart of the little young woman...... Ay......

There is really a little young woman named Bai Jie, who works in the city organization department, and after sending her husband abroad, it is too lonely to be at home alone during the New Year, so she proposed, simply Principal Liang, you organize the families of these classmates, everyone will spend the Chinese New Year's Eve together, make dumplings to eat!

is worthy of the organization department, and I don't know how she is connected, and everyone knows about it in two days, Liang Yifei rushed the ducks to the shelves, and he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to refuse.

Come on, let's go to the new era, in the auditorium, make dumplings together for the New Year.

Among the security guards, there is a man named Fan Dabiao who was born in the cooking class, the young man looks energetic, he doesn't look like a retired soldier from the cooking class, he stays on duty in school during the New Year, Liang Yifei stuffed 500 yuan to him, and asked him to buy drinks, stuffing skins, and wine, and give everyone a hot meal.

"Boss, don't worry, the dumplings I wrapped, our division commanders love to eat!" Fan Dabiao held his head high and issued a military order.

Liang Yifei himself is a family person, Chinese New Year's Eve can not stay in school all in the afternoon, in the afternoon, first arrange a car, take the three older uncles and aunts in the family to the school auditorium, say hello to the old cow left in the school, let him help arrange the arrangement, and then before the students come, rush home and eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

When I got home, it was already past six o'clock, Aunt Ping was in the kitchen with an apron to make dumplings, mushrooms and pork filling, Liang Yicheng pulled Liang Yifei to the balcony, muttering that after the New Year, he wanted to go to the grave of his deceased wife.

Liang Yifei's deceased 'mother' was buried in his hometown, a small coastal place in Zhejiang Province, with mountains and rivers in his back, Liang Yicheng went to the grave every year, but this time, Liang Yifei heard some other flavors.

"Dad, I agree, no problem. After saying that, he thought about it, walked to the living room, bowed earnestly three times to the statue hanging on the wall, then dragged a bench over, stood up, took the statue off the wall, wrapped it carefully in velvet cloth, and carefully put it in the first drawer.

Liu Ping happened to come out of the kitchen with a plate of dumplings that had just been ordered, and when she saw this scene, the woman was obviously stunned.

Putting down the plate, he turned around and went into the kitchen again, slamming the door shut.

Immediately after, I heard intermittent, visibly suppressed sobs coming from the kitchen.

Liang Yifei nodded in the direction of the kitchen with chopsticks, "Dad......"

"Lesbian, just let her cry, let's eat ours. Liang Yicheng poured a small glass of liquor for Liang Yifei and said, "All year round, let's go one." ”

"Let's go!"

Liang Yicheng dried the wine, put down the cup, sandwiched a dumpling for Liang Yifei, and said, "Let's take a few sips first, you can go over if there is something at school, and you can go back to the house at any time." ”

After a while, the kitchen door opened, and Liu Ping came out of it, her eyes were red, but she already had a smile on her face, and she was still holding a bottle of vinegar in her hand, wiping her hands and sitting on the edge of the table, and said with a smile: "Look at me, I forgot to bring you vinegar." ”

Liang Yifei got up and pulled out the chair across the table and said, "Auntie, you can also sit down and eat, the family will celebrate the New Year and be reunited." ”

Liu Ping glanced at Liang Yicheng, Liang Yicheng nodded at the chair with chopsticks, "Sit, if you don't eat me, you have to wait for you." ”

"Okay. Liu Ping took off her apron and sat down.

At this time, the firecrackers outside began to crackle, and even the sound of the color TV at home was suppressed, in the curtain of the host Zhao Zhongxiang and Ni Ping, the 92 Spring Festival Gala kicked off.

Speaking of conscience, in the early 90s, although the Spring Festival Gala was a little dirty, it was still quite exciting, there were very few fake and empty things, and it could be seen that the creators and performers of each program had put a lot of thought into it, worthy of the five words 'do the show seriously', and the good reputation in the early days of the Spring Festival Gala was accumulated over the years.

The seventh program, song solo, common style, sung by the top female singers in China later, there is no one.

It wasn't until after watching this show that Liang Yifei went out, took a car, and went straight to Xinshida.

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the streets were like ghost towns, no one could be smashed by throwing bricks, and taxi drivers soared to a new era at a speed of almost 90 kilometers per hour.

"Boss, there will be no watch for the New Year, you look at it. The driver said happily.

Liang Yifei took out a fifty and handed it over, "Thank you, Happy New Year!"

The driver was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth: "Happy New Year, you are rich!"

Entered the new era,First followed the old cow on duty with the doorman and another security guard for an early year,I saw the auditorium brightly lit from afar,Walk in and see,I don't know where to move a 24-inch super large color TV from the auditorium,Or imported Panasonic。

The Spring Festival Gala has just been put on the eleventh program, Zhao Benshan's sketch, I want to have a home.

Below, there are two large tables, one table is full of dumplings that have not yet been laid, a female student is helping Fan Dabiao is getting down, and on the other table, the students are sitting around, eating dumplings while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Seeing Liang Yifei coming, all the students stood up in unison.

"Everyone sits!" Liang Yifei laughed, made a group, and set up an early year for everyone.

An old lady got up with a cane and waved at Liang Yifei with a smile.

Liang Yifei hurriedly went over to help him, the old man is a retired old cadre, and his daughter is going abroad in the new era.

The old man is old, full of white hair, a little behind his ears, but his spirit is very good, from his personal pocket, he took out a big red paper bag, and stuffed Liang Yifei in his hand: "Xiao Liang, my aunt will send you a red envelope, it is getting better and better every year!"

took it, and felt that there were one or two hundred red envelopes in my hand, which was a lot, and on festive days, Liang Yifei did not refuse, and said loudly with a smile: "Then I have to give you a separate New Year's greeting!"

As he spoke, he took a step back, and with a deep gesture to the ground, he said loudly: "I wish you a hundred years old and good health!"

"Okay, good, all good!" The aunt smiled so that the folds on her face were glowing, and she said in a loud voice: "This year is good, the dumplings are delicious, the TV is good, and the people are good!"

"If you want me to say that the dumplings are delicious today, it's because the filling is good!" Bai Jie said with a smile on the side.

"That's it! Our Master Fan's craftsmanship is not blowing!" Liang Yifei rushed to Fan Dabiao on the side.

Fan Dabiao smirked.

"Of course, Master Fan's craftsmanship didn't say. But ......" Bai Jie paused, looked around at the family members, and said: "Today's dumplings are not only wrapped in pork and cabbage, but also wrapped in love!"

As he spoke, he poured a glass of liquor, handed it to Liang Yifei, and said, "Principal Liang, on behalf of our left-behind family members, I would like to toast you!"