Zhang Shouguo returned home on the 28th of the lunar month.

The hotel gave a lot of New Year's gifts to the employees, because it is a coastal city, there are more seafood, several boxes of various fish and shrimp, as well as a lot of meat and pasta.

None of these things, in the countryside at this time, are not exciting.

This time, Zhang Shouguo didn't take everything to Ding Guihua as before, except for secretly leaving a part of Ding Guihua, and took the rest home.

Wang Yingru divided the things into three parts, one for her in-laws, one for her own family, and the remaining one for her parents' family when she returned to her parents' house on the third day of the new year.

Of course, he put an extra box of fish and a box of shrimp in his mother's share, which did not let Zhang Shouguo find out.

At this time, the winter is very cold, and the New Year's goods bought are directly placed in the yard and buckled with a large iron basin, which can be frozen into ice lumps, which is better than refrigerators.

Even if it's cold, it can't stop the children from playing. The sound of children setting off firecrackers and laughter was heard in an endless stream in the alleys on the street, which made the smell of the year a little stronger.

Zhang Qing remembered that in her previous life, she didn't have any special feelings about the Chinese New Year since she was in high school, and the living conditions at that time were much better, but the taste of the New Year was much lighter.

Children are basically nesting at home to play mobile phones and computers and watch TV during the New Year, which is no different from weekdays, which is like today's children, even if adults buy them the cheapest one yuan and three strings of firecrackers, dismantled into one by one, they can also have a lot of fun.

Hearing the laughter outside, Zhang Qing's heart that had been calm for a long time was full of yearning.

It's a pity that it's too cold outside, even if it's wrapped in a ball by the cotton jacket, Wang Yingru can't let Zhang Qing out.

On Chinese New Year's Eve this year, the Zhang family got together. Zhang Qing also received a gift from her second uncle.

The second uncle, Zhang Shoumin, is in his third year of high school in the county No. 1 middle school, and he will take the college entrance examination in a few months.

It's just that at this time, rural people don't pay as much attention to the college entrance examination as they do in the future, and if they go to university, they can't pass the college entrance examination, and it's also very good to help their families work early to earn money, which is the psychology of most rural people.

Therefore, no one in the family has the nervousness of "having candidates at home".

In addition, the family is poor, mainly because Ding Guihua has not been in good health since she was young, and the limited amount of money earned by the family is spent on treating her doctor and taking medicine, so even if Zhang Shoumin is admitted to university, the family can't afford to supply it.

Not to mention college, even his high school relied on Zhang Shouguo's funding, and Zhang Shoumin himself used his spare time to do some small business to earn some money, so he barely survived.

It is precisely because doing small business occupies a lot of his time and energy that his grades will continue to decline.

The gift to Zhang Qing is a toy snake.

He does a small business that sells all kinds of small toys and school supplies to his classmates, and sometimes he goes out to set up a stall during school breaks.

Zhang Shoumin is different from his brother Zhang Shouguo's clumsy tongue, he is cheerful and talkative, his mouth is slippery, and he wipes his face, so the small business has been doing well.

He actually prefers this feeling of doing business to studying, which can give him a sense of accomplishment.

Because his niece's zodiac is a snake, this little snake is specially set aside for his niece, and it does not move when it is stationary, as long as it is picked up by hand, it will swing left and right, and the appearance is quite exquisite, so it is very much like a real snake.

Zhang Qing still remembers this little snake.

In her previous life, the little snake had been kept in her house for several years, and it was the first toy she had. It's a pity that until the snake was lost, Zhang Qing was so scared that she didn't dare to pick it up once.

It's just that when you pick it up, it wriggles around and looks too oozing.

And this time, Zhang Qing carefully looked at this little snake, although it was quite exquisite, at first glance, it looked like a real snake, but it was actually a little different.

Stretching out his little hand and picking it up tentatively, the snake body immediately twisted, and Zhang Qing threw it out reflexively.

"Hahaha......" Her reaction caused her family to burst into laughter.

At this moment, she became the focus and pistachio of the whole family again.

In fact, Zhang Qing is still quite afraid of creatures like snakes.

However, in the face of a toy, she has a mental age of nearly thirty years old, and she is not afraid to take it.

Looking at the little snake that was put in front of her again, Zhang Qing picked it up again.

After picking it up, I found that in fact, the twisting of the snake body was very stiff, and there was a fixed order.

In this way, I immediately don't feel like a real snake.

"Yo, the little girl is not small...... "The family was amazed and praised again......

Zhang Qing took the little snake in his hand and studied it for a while, then understood the principle of its movement, and then put it aside with some disinterest.

At this time, there was no TV at home, only a radio, singing songs from the gala.

The whole family gets together and talks.

The Zhang family was all loud, and after a while, Zhang Qing felt that her ears were shaking.

She pulled Wang Yingru and asked her to help her put on her little shoes, and staggered out to find her grandfather Zhang Kezhi.

Seeing that Zhang Qing was dressed thickly and put on a cotton hat, Wang Yingru went with her.

Zhang Kezhi is not good at words, Zhang Qing has always known that he rarely speaks at home, or in other words, he basically does not have the right to speak.

Zhang Kezhi was pouring incense in the courtyard, and Zhang Qing watched him light three sticks of incense and slowly insert them into the incense burner.

After the incense is served, you have to go to the stove to light the fire and prepare to cook the dumplings later.

Zhang Qing took a small bench and sat beside him, looking at the bright fire in the stove.

In front of his granddaughter, Zhang Kezhi likes to talk to her.

"Is it cold or not, what's going on?"

Zhang Kezhi's tone was concerned, and he stretched out his rough big hand to touch Zhang Qing's small hand, testing whether it was cool or not.

"Let's go play on the kang. ”

Zhang Qing shook her head.

In her previous life, she felt that her grandfather was always too lonely, and no one seemed to want to talk to him and accompany him well.

In the past, she wanted to communicate more with him, but first, her grandfather was too old to hear clearly, and second, the two of them really had nothing to say.

It wasn't until later that there was Xiaobao.

Zhang Qing remembered that when she first returned to her parents' house after confinement, her grandfather wanted to see Xiaobao, but he was too embarrassed to go in.

Until Zhang Qing called him in.

Seeing Xiaobao, Grandpa was very happy and said a lot to him.

Although he knew that Xiaobao couldn't understand what he said, and he couldn't hear Xiaobao's babbling.

He always wanted to hug Xiaobao, but every time he stretched out his hand, he saw the unwashed stains between his rough black palms and fingers, so he retracted his hand again.

Zhang Qing never let him hug Xiaobao, she was afraid that her grandfather would fall on him when he was old.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid this has become a permanent regret.

Her little treasure, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see it again.

Zhang Qing suddenly burst into tears.

She quickly stood up and staggered out into the courtyard.

Fortunately, grandpa didn't see it, otherwise it would be unlucky to see himself crying during the New Year.

"Hurry up and go to the kang to warm up!" Zhang Kezhi shouted to Zhang Qing.

Hearing the shout, Wang Yingru got down from the kang and saw Zhang Qing squatting in the courtyard looking at the incense that was about to be burned.

"Oh, you can't touch this!" Wang Yingru thought that Zhang Qing was curious about this, and was afraid that she would burn her hands, so she hurriedly hugged her.

was surprised to find that her daughter's face was wet.

"Let the smoke burn your eyes?" Wang Yingru wiped Zhang Qing's tears with her hand, but she didn't expect to wipe more and more.

Zhang Qing simply buried her face in Wang Yingru's neck socket and refused to come out.