The son-in-law accompanies his mother-in-law for the New Year, stays and does not leave, taking the son's place.

The son greets his mother for the New Year, and leaves after the worship, changing the role of the son-in-law.

The mother is not with her children and grandchildren, reunited, and Meimei, eating New Year's dinner together, but with her son-in-law's family, rejoicing, talking and laughing, three meals at the same table, drinking together for the New Year, wishing each other on festivals, and congratulating the New Year. The mother-in-law becomes a mother, replacing the status of her in-laws, stealing the identity of her family and enjoying the joy of family.

On the first half night of the Lunar New Year, the old ancestral house was pasted with a pair of white couplets bordered by peach blossoms.

The old and the new are on the same day, yin and yang are one, you have a new New Year's Day, I have a new Spring Festival, the rooster cries and the dog steals, and you have a son, not a good bird

The situation is disorderly, the upper and lower are immoral, don't ask about people's ethics, they are all birds and beasts, where is the old man, there is no kid, what is it

Horizontal batch: Godmother becomes mother-in-law

That year, New Year's Day and Spring Festival coincided and were the same day.

That season, the peach blossom luck of the godfather and godgirl spread on the Internet, weird and full of evil.

The peach blossom borders, the black and white couplets, the metaphors that are borrowed, the icons that are suggested, the messages that are transmitted, and the direction of condemnation, can be understood by those who understand at a glance.

Shu Zhiqiang scolded and scolded, tore up the couplet with two of the three, and threatened to find his buddies to take revenge on the writers and writers.

The palace magpie beat his chest and paused, and after wailing, he crossed his waist and straightened his belly, and the shrew scolded the street.

Xie Jiayan hid her face and cried.

The Xie brothers didn't hum or ha, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The clansmen scrambled to be the first, men, women and children, all of them whispered to each other.

The people of the village are ghostly, in groups, and everyone comes to inquire, giggling.

The old ancestral house is full of people and is lively.

The Xie family rolls in people's mouths more often than the stars of the Spring Festival Gala.

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