In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Han Sheng's family of three spent alone at home.

Han Min's family went to Liu Dong's parents' house for the holiday, and Han Teng's family spent the New Year alone.

"Alas, look at other people's homes, and then look at ours, it's too deserted. ”

Facing the eight dishes on the dinner table, although it was very rich, Chen Fang always felt a trace of inadequacy, there were few people, and there was no such lively atmosphere.

"Now family planning, how many families are not all three people, just get used to it, last year the two of us ate a canteen and dealt with it. ”

Han Sheng looked at it, compared to the bleak scene last year, this year's family reunion of three is real.

"Xiaofeng, mom is counting on you, wait until you get a job, and when you get to college, you will get a girlfriend for mom. ”

Chen Fang looked at Han Zhifeng regardless of it, in her opinion, the family is so rich now, and there are no other obstacles, what's wrong with her son finding a girlfriend before graduation.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll definitely find you a daughter-in-law in college, hehe. ”

Han Zhifeng was full of confidence, and he was originally going to meet Jingyan in college.

In the past and this life, they will become married, this is the task he gave himself.

"That's good, that's good. ”

Chen Fang smiled, and her appetite improved a lot.

After the family finished eating, Han Sheng and Chen Fang watched the party program together, and now in this era, when entertainment programs are relatively scarce, the Spring Festival Gala of the Imperial Court Station is a must-see program for every family.

For this kind of unnutritious show, Han Zhifeng is respectful of it, that is, in his previous life, after graduating from college, he never watched the party again, and he has no feeling for those so-called stars, it is a worse cycle.

However, he didn't plan to stay at home in such a daze, and the New Year was going to be like a New Year.

"Mom, I'll take a look inside the store. ”

Han Zhifeng was wearing clothes, Han's father and Han's mother did not stop him, the Internet café is indeed a big industry now, don't go and see how to do it.

The Internet café is not closed tonight, and it will be closed for three days from tomorrow, and those who work overtime tonight will be given a bonus of 100 yuan, so the manpower is not worried.

Han Zhifeng walked around the storefront, chatted with the store manager, and cheered up the clerks.

Han Zhifeng came out of the store and drove around the street, planning to use the camera in his hand to witness the scene of the New Year in Shuzhou.

In later generations, the lively scene of the Chinese New Year in Shuzhou in the nineties was blurred, and it has always been a regret in his heart, and now he wants to record all this, which will be a precious memory in the future.

Finally, he will rush to the square in front of the Shuzhou Municipal Government at ten o'clock.

Since ninety-five years, fireworks have been set off there every year on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve to celebrate the Spring Festival, which can be regarded as a scene in Shuzhou.

Han Zhifeng wanders the streets and alleys of Shuzhou, mottled archways and narrow alleys show the long history and silently express their past.

Joshua Han was photographing a Pisces lantern in a storefront when his phone suddenly vibrate.

Han Zhifeng picked up his mobile phone and looked at it,

"The street scene outside is so beautiful,"

Han Zhifeng's heart moved,

"yes, I'm taking a picture of a Pisces lantern, it's beautiful. ”

"Oh oh oh, are you out there too. ”

"yes, why aren't you at home. ”

"The family is too noisy, I want to go to see the fireworks, I go to see it every Chinese New Year, and now I'm with Zhang Qiang. ”

"Yo, I'm going to watch the fireworks too. ”

Han Zhifeng typed with a smile and passed it over, he really didn't expect the two to have the same idea on this night.

"So, then, together. ”

When Han Zhifeng saw these words on the screen of his mobile phone, he suddenly lost his mind.

Thinking of this special festival, thinking of the possible disappointment of the simple Cheng Lan after hearing the rejection, Han Zhifeng typed a few words,

"Then meet at a hundred gates, okay. ”

Han Zhifeng looked at his mobile phone with some gains and losses.

"Yes, yes, I'll see you in fifteen minutes. ”

When Cheng Lan's text message came, Han Zhifeng suddenly gave up the gains and losses in his heart, just watching the fireworks together, not to mention Zhang Qiang, wouldn't it be funny to think so much, he started the car and drove towards a hundred.

In front of the movie theater, which was a hundred and half miles away, he parked his car in the parking lot.

He got out of the car and walked to the hundred with the camera, he didn't want Cheng Lan to see his car, in his heart he didn't want to change anything, he still wanted to maintain the impression of a poor student in Cheng Lan's heart.

Dozens of meters away, a tall figure in a white down jacket stood there prettyly, looking at him with a bright and fresh smile, and a shorter person wearing a pale pink down jacket next to him was Zhang Qiang.

Seeing Han Zhifeng approaching, Zhang Qiang suddenly grimaced, then whispered a few words in Cheng Lan's ear, and turned around and walked towards the square with a smile.

"Alas, Zhang Qiang, you won't accompany me anymore,"

Cheng Lanjiao stomped her feet shyly.

"Oh, I'm not going to make light bulbs, you guys have fun. ”

Zhang Qiang smiled and trotted away.

Cheng Lan turned to Han Zhifeng's face was flushed, and water could drip out of her eyes, and Zhang Qiang was a little embarrassed when she walked like this.

"Cheng Lan, have you waited for a long time? ”

Cheng Lan bit her lips and nodded, her eyes looked at Han Zhifeng who was striding over,

"yes, we'll take a taxi and come over. ”

Her face didn't know if it was because of the cold or because of the delicate redness, the shyness and joy of a girl were intertwined and seductively reverie.

Han Zhifeng picked up the camera to take random pictures, and with a click, Cheng Lan's expression with a little anger froze.

"You're a surprise attack, I'm not ready for it. ”

When Han Zhifeng walked in front of Cheng Lan, Cheng Lan slapped Han Zhifeng, the movements were so natural and smooth, and Cheng Lan realized that something was wrong after doing this action.

Han Zhifeng grabbed Cheng Lan's little hand,

"It's my problem, hehe, do it... ”

Then, then both of them were sluggish, this style of painting is not right, why are the two of them so close.

Cheng Lan didn't dare to look at Han Zhifeng's eyes, but glanced at the hands that the two were still holding together shyly and timidly.

The warmth of Han Zhifeng's palm reached Cheng Lan's heart.

Han Zhifeng followed her gaze and looked at it, tsk, embarrassed, as if he was taking advantage of Cheng Lan.

Han Zhifeng hurriedly let go of Cheng Lan's slender hand,

"Well, let's go over, it's about to start in a moment. ”

Han Zhifeng immediately teleported, it was too embarrassing.

Cheng Lan lowered his head and nodded imperceptibly.

The two walked side by side to the square half a mile away.

The two chatted as they walked, and the slightest embarrassment dissipated.

Cheng Lan looked at Han Zhifeng, who stopped to take pictures from time to time, and asked curiously,

"Han Zhifeng, what are you doing taking so many photos. ”

"I can't see anything now, but if we see the picture of us in this Spring Festival ten or twenty years from now, what a rare memory it is. ”

Han Zhifeng replied with a smile, only after experiencing vagueness and no memories can you know how to cherish it.

Yes, ten or twenty years later, if there are photos to record the scene of her and Han Zhifeng traveling together on this night, how memorable it is.

Thinking of everything in the future, Cheng Lan was stunned for a while.

Han Zhifeng finished shooting a fireworks flashing in the air in the distance, and when he turned around, he saw that Cheng Lan was a little distracted.

"Cheng Lan, what's wrong. ”

Han Zhifeng's call brought Cheng Lan back to her senses, she smiled shyly and glanced at the camera in Han Zhifeng's hand.

Next, Cheng Lan changed her calmness and took the initiative to participate, asking Han Zhifeng to take several photos of her, especially posing a few times, her innocent and childish, bright and delicate face touched Han Zhifeng's heart fiercely.