"Still at home, a little bit of people, make two home-cooked dishes with noodles, cook a few dumplings so that you can eat comfortably, drink two or two and sleep, this is the day of the gods. ”

Shaking his head, Secretary Quan said: "I can't help it, now, it's a luxury to want to eat a meal at home." The children are also busy, and it is rare to come back several times a year. Okay, I'm done eating, it's time for me to go, there's a lot of work, but I'm not as idle as you. ”

A table of people got up to see off the guests. The other tables also stood up.

The whole secretary said, "Let them continue to eat." It's time for me, and I really don't have much to eat, unlike at that time, the bud rice can be used for three bowls. ”

Xiao Wei and the three accompanied Lao Chen to send the whole secretary downstairs, and Uncle Wang, Qin Bureau, and Li Zhonghua followed.

There are already four cars waiting downstairs, a big Audi with a water. Xiao Tao ran over and opened the car door, and Secretary Quan and his wife got into the back seat of the car.

Looking from behind, a thin little old man, his back is already a little hunched, and he is not tall, less than 1.7 meters.

Xiao Tao bowed to Lao Chen, waved his hand at Xiao Wei and got on the co-pilot.

Secretary Quan reached out of the window and waved, and the four big Audis drove away in turn. Xia Maosheng said: "It's not easy, that Xiao Tao didn't eat a few bites, and it is estimated that he is not even half full." ”

Lao Chen said: "What is easy to do? It is not easy to do anything, people live in the world, it is to boil, a mountain is still a mountain high, there are always people who walk ahead." And if you really come up, you will know, the biggest luxury is to be able to live as many people as you want for a few days. ”

Everyone went back upstairs. As soon as the secretary left, the restaurant immediately became much more cheerful, and there were more people talking, all of whom were talking excitedly.

Lao Chen said: "Come, let's continue drinking, this dumpling is good, I can't eat the meat, so I will take this to drink." The more you drink the dumplings, the more you drink. ”

Eating dumplings and listening to the sound of firecrackers coming from time to time outside. There were a few bold girls, the ones who served dumplings just now, and at this time they ran over with wine glasses and grinning to toast the New Year, and a room full of people laughed and laughed.

The meal didn't end until after seven o'clock.

Everyone went downstairs and dispersed, and each went back to his house to watch TV to keep the New Year.

Outside, the snow was pink with red lanterns, and the smell of firecrackers wafted through the air.

The lights on the opposite floor were all on, the figures in the windows of the houses were floating, and there were children in new clothes running down in groups of three or five, not too cold, talking and smiling and walking along the road.

On the side of Xiaowei's house, a large family carried some leftover dumplings and uncooked dumplings back to the main building, the elders went up to the living room on the second floor, and the children were in the living room on the first floor, turning on the TV and putting melons, fruits, peanuts, candy cubes, making tea, and chatting while watching TV.

There were two tables of mahjong, and a few more were huddled together to play poker.

Xiaowei and Chen Hui sat on the sofa watching TV with their children, and Bei Bei and Xiao Xiaohui sat on the carpet playing with toys.

Tian Xiaoyu held his stomach and sat there watching TV and talking with Grandma Beibei, the two of them would definitely not be able to stay up late, and it was estimated that they would sleep after eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in a while.

The tradition of the Northern New Year is to keep the age of thirty, do not turn off the lights and do not sleep, release the whip at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night to receive the gods to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, change new clothes and step on the villain, and the juniors kowtow to the elders to greet the New Year. The first day of junior high school does not sweep the floor, and the second junior high school woman returns to the door.

Then every day's staple food is particular, what is the first dumpling and the first two sides, and now there are very few people who follow this set of old rituals.

The Spring Festival Gala on TV has begun, with the blowing of Zona, a rough cartoon that cost a lot of money to report the golden rooster has passed, and a full screen of red lanterns appeared on the screen, "Lighting Song", children's rap mixed with group rap, and the actors hugged the host on the stage.

"Red lanterns. Big red lanterns. Bei Bei pointed to the TV and shouted in surprise, and Xiao Xiaohui followed the blind music.

This Spring Festival Gala is the first time that China and Wanwan Singapore co-organized, the host from Wanwan and Singapore and Ni Ping, Zhao Zhongxiang, Yang Lan co-hosted, big tongue Mandarin and standard Mandarin together to all parts of the motherland.

In other words, the Mandarin of Singaporeans is much more standard than Wanwan.

Ni Ping is a beautiful girl in Shandong at this time, and Lao Zhao has already put on a wig.

Yang Lan's single eyelid is particularly obvious at this time.

With the cheerful music, Song Zuying, Wu Poor, Li Danyang, and Chen Junhua were embarrassed to be carried on the stage, Song Zuying did not have a later status at this time, Wu Poor's two wine tanks were still the highlights of the Spring Festival Gala, and Li Danyang was still very young.

The Spring Festival Gala, which seems to be completely a night performance today, has officially begun.

The scale of that year can make you jaw-dropping today.

Huang Hong and Wei Ji'an performed a skit shoe-shine this year, shouting out the concept of a private family nanny. Nanny became a type of common occupation.

Zhao Benshan performed a sketch of the old New Year's greetings, telling that with the great changes in the lives of ordinary people, the concept has been turned upside down, the contradictions and conflicts in the thinking of the two generations and the decline of traditional artists.

In the early 90s, the old and new thinking collided in China, many traditional things declined rapidly, and many new things appeared on the stage. It also metaphorically implies that traditional things that we don't look down on are very popular abroad.

As it turned out, this was the case.

Yan Shun's sketch Zhang Sanqi is still very meaningful today, and he can learn something.

Wang Jie can also sing. Kwok's hairstyle is still popular today.

"Hey, I remember this kid is from our Cup, right?"

"Ah, isn't it? People talk about Hong Kong. ”

Mao Ning's old ticket can not board your broken ship to become popular.

Ni Ping used her usual sensational way to tell the touching incident of a mother and son curing a disease, and she could not have imagined that a few years later, she would give up everything to run around in order to treat her child.

"Uncle Shi" became a popular figure this year, and led Chinese football to the semifinals of the Asian Cup, but he was set up as a consultant because he failed to enter the final the next year.

Zhang Guoli still looks very tender, and uses fish skin beans to satirize fake medicines and health products, which have been employed all over the country since the early 90s.

The show passed one by one, bringing bursts of laughter, the mahjong was in full swing here, the wind of the poker wheel, and before you knew it, the time was in the middle of the night.

Xiaowei's mother didn't reply on the mahjong table: "Dad, go cook dumplings." ”

Xiaowei's father was watching TV: "Didn't you cook so much dinner and haven't finished it yet?"

Xiaowei's mother slapped the mahjong table: "This is the Chinese New Year's Eve. Look at you lazy, hurry. ”

Xiaowei's father got up and went downstairs, walked to the staircase and glanced down: "Xiaowei, you little brother go and cook the dumplings, see how many more dishes you fold, it's almost midnight." ”

Xiaowei looked at the time: "It's still half an hour, and besides, don't you put the whip first and then cook the dumplings?"

Xiaowei's father said, "How long can you let go of the whip? Look at you lazy, hurry. ”

Xiaowei got up, put the sleeping Zhengxiang Beibei on the sofa, hugged Xiao Xiaohui who was sleeping on the carpet to the sofa, and got up and went to the kitchen by himself: "Xiaohui come, let's get it." ”

Chen Hui tilted his head on the sofa and didn't reply: "You can do it yourself, and it's not a big meal, just cook a few dumplings." ”

Xiaowei waved his hand: "Look at your lazy strength, hurry up." ”

Chen Hui reluctantly got up, put on his shoes, and went to the kitchen with Xiaowei to cook dumplings and vegetables.