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"Don't wait, that police dog probably won't come again. ”

Tongtong pouted unhappily: "How do you know! ”

"Hehe~ You don't look at what day it is, there are not a few passengers, and there are a lot fewer police in the station. ”

Tongtong propped her head and looked in the direction of the door, hoping to see the yellow figure.

On the table, there is a Labrador's favorite tonkatsu.

It is estimated that it will be difficult for Zhou You to have the opportunity to go to the pork chop restaurant again, and when he is transferred to the criminal investigation brigade after the New Year, it will be much farther away from the subway station.

Originally, I wanted to say goodbye to the lovely Tongtong, but I was afraid that I couldn't express myself clearly, and I didn't want to add some sadness. During the Chinese New Year, many happy things will quickly dilute Tongtong's discomfort.

On the 29th day of the Lunar New Year, millions of foreigners in Shanghai went home, and the whole city was a little less noisy and more peaceful. A police officer who has been busy for a year can also take a good rest.

However, there are still many policemen still on duty at their posts, and Song Changhe is one of them.

The home that I haven't been back for a long time is still the same as it was. Song Guyan bought some things and stuffed the empty refrigerator, and after the Chinese New Year, the supermarket had to close for a few days, and there was no place to buy it when the time came.

The winter in the south is bitterly cold, and the inside of the house is so cold that you can stomp your feet. Zhang Xiangling went home for the New Year, and her parents didn't like cats very much, so they entrusted it to Song Guyan. Michelle and Milan were also shivering next to each other, and it was so cold that they couldn't do it. When Song Guyan turned on the floor heating, Zhou You felt better.

The body warmed up, and Zhou You lay on the sofa comfortably.

CCTV is playing on the TV year after year, very old-fashioned roads, but the dullness can hook out the thoughts hidden deep in the heart.

The food cooked by Song Guyan must not be eaten by Zhou You. Finally, she also had the self-knowledge to order a few big dishes at a nearby restaurant in advance. She only needs to cook a few vegetables for her Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, which greatly reduces the difficulty.

Modern people, more and more lazy, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner to make so many dishes, where is it easier than patting the ass after eating. There is no family working together, there are no fireworks, and the taste of the New Year is greatly reduced. This may also be the hidden pain of development, and the reunion of the big family is no longer possible.

The table is full of good dishes, and there is only Song Guyan alone. Song Changhe is still on duty at the police station, and it seems that he will not come back. There is fish and meat, and the fish meat cannot be moved, and you have to wait until the first day of the new year to move the chopsticks. There are fish every year, and it is also a good mantra.

Song Guyan didn't have much appetite, so he watched the soybean milk powder eating meat in a big gulp.

If you're in a bad mood, you can't treat yourself badly. When you have eaten and drunk enough, you will have the strength to feel uncomfortable.

However, Zhou You can also understand Song Guyan, who is alone during the New Year, which is indeed too sluggish.

Lying on the sofa after eating, Zhou You misses his parents who are far away in Shazhou.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives. Maybe I usually deliberately don't miss it, and I can relax a little, but on this day of family reunion, I am surrounded by the voices of my parents.

is the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet. It is difficult to return to a home when traveling, and Song Guyan is a home, not a home.

Song Guyan held the depressed soybean milk powder and looked at the TV with blank eyes.

It's impossible to satisfy everyone's appetite, and it's hard to find a balance among hundreds of millions of viewers. The Spring Festival Gala has undergone many changes, the form of the program is more novel and down-to-earth, and there are many small fresh meat and young Hua Dan appearing, which can be described as more exciting than the next.

But no matter how wonderful the program is, no matter how innovative the program format is, when you are not in the mood, you can't watch anything.

Song Guyan sat like this until the bell struck midnight.

"Soybean milk powder, Happy New Year!" Song Guyan said softly.

"Woohoo!" called Zhou You.

Song Guyan touched the dog's head of soybean milk powder, worthy of being his own matching dog, no matter what, he accompanied him.

Zhou You rubbed Song Guyan's chin, after getting along day and night for such a long time, this woman's position in his heart is too strong.

Even if they once disliked each other, they have moved forward hand in hand. Song Guyan went from a walking Tyrannosaurus rex to a senior trainer, and the wind and fire on his body have also converged and become more profound. Zhou You has also changed from a mischievous puppy to a police dog with a uniform formation. Although it is still a little short of a real police dog. But as long as Song Guyan is still by his side, Zhou You's confidence will become more perfect.

It's like two uneven stones, getting along with each other, sharpening each other, and gradually rounding and fitting.

It's not that Song Changjiang doesn't want to go home, but the New Year is also a period of high incidence of various accidents. In addition, many police officers have begun to go on vacation, and the only remaining police force has been dispatched. The director and political commissar are all insisting on the front line, and Song Changhe really has no reason to leave.

Young men and women gathered in the square, fireworks that occasionally appeared in the suburbs, firefighters in restaurants, worshippers who offered incense in temples...... Communities, crowded places, need to be monitored and inspected. When there are many people, when something happens, it is a big deal.

It wasn't until the clock struck midnight that the flow of people gathered everywhere began to diminish and the patrolling officers were able to withdraw.

Song Changhe didn't know how many times he looked at his watch, and the hands kept moving forward.

It wasn't until the director announced the end of the state of alert that Song Changhe asked to go home.

For many years, Song Changhe insisted on going home to rest until noon the next day. This time, the director was a little surprised. However, considering that Song Changhe really paid a lot, the director agreed very happily.

At about two o'clock in the morning, Song Changhe drove back home.

The moment he opened the door, Song Changhe saw his tired daughter standing at the door with a Labrador. When the car entered the courtyard, the two climbed up from the couch.

"Dad, Happy New Year!" Song Guyan said excitedly.

"Wangwang~" Zhou You also shouted happily.

He couldn't go home, and he was a little happy to see Song Guyan reunited with her father.

"Happy New Year!" Song Changhe pressed the emotions in his heart.

Song Guyan smiled and stretched out his hand towards Song Changhe, who smiled and took out a red envelope from his pocket.

When I was young, the first thing I did when I came to the first day of the new year was to say Happy New Year to my parents. The parents will reply, and then give Song Guyan New Year's money.

The old tradition is to ask for good luck, and it is also a tacit understanding between Song Guyan and Song Changhe.

No matter what, a father and daughter are father and daughter after all, and the relationship that should exist still exists.