The down-and-out Enron never seems to be blushing for trivial things, of course, except for the second child who reached out to pull out her crotch on the day of her second child, she didn't blush shyly, and she could calmly pick up vegetables for Liu Feiyang, which made Liu Feiyang more or less sad, accustomed to taking care of people, and suddenly being taken care of, made him very unaccustomed.

The men in the black land here are more or less a little machismo, and he has it too.

An Ran's mother's meal was small, and after eating a bowl, she got off the table and lay down to watch the gala, and the most classic line of this party was: Don't let your tears flow to the next century.

is a simple line, and I don't know how many people applaud it.

An Ran was deliberately slowing down, she was worried that it would be embarrassing to eat alone with him, and Liu Feiyang would feel that An Ran was watching him from time to time.

He doesn't know what he is nervous about, he just likes to watch, even if he looks at her back with his peripheral vision, he hopes that time will freeze in this second.

The wine was still drunk.

On the basis of the second child's set of grandfather theories and the New Year's fun, coupled with his cute eyes, he finally moved his parents.

Enron doesn't drink and won't drink.

But it didn't matter to Liu Feiyang's persuasion, her mother took the initiative to say, "Xiao Ran, you drink some, this liquor not only relieves fatigue but also makes people relaxed, it's okay for you to drink less during the Chinese New Year today."

Liu Feiyang poured her not much wine, about one or two.

An Ran held the gas wine glass and didn't know what to think of, and trembled slightly, Liu Feiyang next to him was a little sad, he didn't understand the big theory that men can't make women cry, but he learned from his father: every time he quarrels, his daughter-in-law can only win, and if he sees his daughter-in-law sad, he will hold her in his arms.

But now, he thought, he didn't have that qualification.

Opening the conversation after drinking means that the meal is extended indefinitely, and it is not until the sound of firecrackers outside the window that the two put down their glasses.

"Xiao Ran... Mom prepares a New Year's gift for you" Mother has been keeping the time, seeing that it is about to be twelve o'clock, then she said happily "I have been pointing to you for the past two years, my mother is a waste person and can't do anything, and she has worked hard at home and abroad"

"Mom, if you raise me young, I will raise you old, and you give me my life" An Ran drank wine, not only did he have the arrogance of alcohol, but showed the gentleness of a little woman.

"Hey, don't talk about it, let's be happy for the New Year..."

She rubbed one leg against the tip of the kang, there was a cabinet, she reached out to open the door, the slow movement made people anxious, but in the hurry can make people calm down and wait, one hand rummaged inside, and finally pulled out a bag, she put it on the kang and stepped on it, and unbuttoned it with one hand.

Grabbed out, shaken, and a red turtleneck sweater was exposed to the air.

"I don't know anything, I can knit a sweater, the flowers on it are all newly learned, next door your Aunt Zhang said it was a fresh style, and then you can wear it to see if it fits, if not, Mom will change it for you"

"Mom... How can you still knit a sweater" An Ran saw this scene, and his eyes turned red again.

"Then what can't be weaved, doesn't the ladder to the sky have to be artificial, slow down, but let's take it step by step. I'll knit at home when you go to work, and it's okay to stay there, just exercise."

"Mom" rushed over safely, and the tears that had been accumulated for two years fell on the sweater.

God knows what it means to knit a sweater for a hemiplegic patient. But it is known that this sweater is the result of a year of sketching by the mother with one hand, and how many fingers are pierced by the pattern on it.

"Don't cry, don't cry, let's not cry for the New Year" The mother patted An Ran's head, and her eyes were red.

Liu Feiyang is not a sensational person, and he is not used to seeing too sensational scenes, so he gave the second child a look, and the two quietly cleaned up the table.

"You two, go out, I'm going to change the sweater my mom knitted for me"

An Ran, who was a little drunk, snorted his snot, and sucked back the tears by the way, the pride in his words was like a child who had been spoiled since childhood, and no one would believe what she had experienced.

The two pushed the door out the door and walked out of the room.

"Brother Yang, do you think our mother is over there to knit a sweater for us too" The second child asked a little sadly.

"I don't know if they want to, but I bought you a new pair of pants, it's the New Year, let's change it, it's a bright New Year, there are new things on the body, and I'm a little happy"

"I didn't say anything when I was in that room just now, what is the commotion on your face?"

"Sassy?" Liu Feiyang was stunned.

"People are sassy," the second child said very shrewdly.

"Little deflated calf, you know a fart" Liu Feiyang kicked his ass and kicked into the West House, the two of them changed into new pants by two, and the second child was still complaining, he didn't look at it when he bought it, how good it was to buy it directly with a pocket, and he had to sew it up.

After changing his pants, he had to go out to set off firecrackers, and he walked out with a string of two thousand earth reds.

An Ran of the East House happened to come out in a new sweater, it is true that people rely on clothes to pretend to be Buddha and rely on gold, the red sweater holds up the face like a white lotus, and on the petals of the lotus, there is a touch of pink after drinking.

"You want to set off firecrackers?"

"Chinese New Year, listen to the sound and blow up, and it will be better in the coming year"

"Let's go, I'll go too" An Ran seemed a little excited, since her father died, firecrackers are someone else's joy for her, she likes but doesn't dare to put them.

For An Ran, who is not afraid of insects or snakes, it is really a strange thing,

An Ran stood at the door, covering his ears, and Liu Feiyang stood in the snow-covered front yard with a cigarette in his hand, turning his head to look at the girl.

"Uhhh

Liu Feiyang raised his legs and ran back, running two steps, and there was a sound of Lippi snapping behind him, and the flashing firelight made all of An Ran's expressions flash in front of his eyes like a slide.

He turned and stood side by side with An Ran, watching the glare disappear in the blink of an eye and the smoke that escaped into the air.

The beauty is always short-lived, and it jumps and calms down gradually.

The joy on her face did not fade, she turned her head, she stared at Liu Feiyang, smiled for a few seconds and then stretched out her hand, and said heartily, "I wish you a happy new century, all your wishes come true, you can find a girl you like and a girl who likes you, start a family, give birth to a big fat boy, and then I will be an aunt."

"I wish you a happy new century..."Liu Feiyang handed his hand over, and the subtext in his heart was: I hope you will never be an aunt.

"Perfunctory..."She let go of Liu Feiyang's hand, looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky, and muttered again, "Have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future, you can't live in a rental house for the rest of your life, right?"

Liu Feiyang also followed her example, looked at the sky, and thought about this question very seriously.

What are you going to do?

It is indeed a question mark for him, Liu Feiyang used to face the loess with his back to the sky, thinking that he could live a peaceful and stable life by following the footsteps of his father, and the second child's pincers completely changed his fate.

On the way here, he wanted to find a restaurant to brush the dishes and wash the dishes, so as to have enough food and clothing.

When he met Enron, he learned to rub Dabao on his face again.

He has never heard of the bold words of waking up to the power of the world and getting drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, let alone speaking them.

Now he has two goals: first, to live up to what he said in front of his parents' graves, to live a good life, and to show himself! Second, to marry An Ran as his wife.

But when these things came to his mouth, they became a big grin and expressed "I don't know"

"You have to know that people have a purpose in life, do you know what my goal is?" she looked at the night sky wistfully, exhaled white gas from her mouth, and with the strength of a drink or two, she put her hand to her mouth and shouted loudly, "I want my mother to stand up, and I want to take her to Tibet, because my father is in heaven, and that is the closest place to heaven."

"Oops..."Widow Zhang, who was squatting on the wall next door and peeing, sighed, stood up and lifted her pants, glanced at the wall, and couldn't help but shake her head, "It's different to have a gentleman at home, I don't know if your mother can stand up, I'm afraid your family will have to stand up in the future."