Jin wanted to go back to his hometown in Ulsan to sweep the tomb, Liang Baoguang finally gave his younger brother a day off, but unfortunately his younger brother did not have Guo Dashuai's brilliant literary brilliance, otherwise he would definitely send a sigh of "boiling beans and burning beans, beans have turned into ashes, those who are familiar are precious on the table, and those who are gray are fertile in the fields, not for the same root, why are they willing to self-destruct". It is no exaggeration to say that his younger brother has turned black because of him.

Of course, Hua Luogeng's "Increasing Brothers" has a higher realm: "Boiling beans and burning beans, being happy under the kettle, not hesitating to turn into ashes, may my brother mature early." The same is true for Liang Baoguang, he has done so many shameless things, isn't it to fulfill his younger brother and let him mature as soon as possible.

"Have you washed your face, have you brushed your toothbrush?" has nothing to do with status, cultural level, quality cultivation, regional background, age, this is a classic question that every mother has to ask once in the morning, Yun Jingyi is undoubtedly Liang Baoguang's mother, so she also asked.

"Mom, I'm twenty-four, not fourteen...... Would anyone go out at the age of twenty-four without brushing their teeth and washing their face?" It also has nothing to do with status, education level, quality cultivation, regional background, age, this impatient attitude is also what every son will inevitably show after being asked this question, Liang Baoguang is undoubtedly Yun Jingyi's own son, so he is also impatient.

"Yes, your father. Yun Jingyi pointed to Liang Gesheng who was standing next to her.

Liang Gesheng's face flushed, green tendons bloomed on his forehead, and he argued, "I'm here for a mission...... Task...... The affairs of civil servants, can that be called dirty?" followed by difficult words, such as "virtue for the people, honest government for the public", "promote righteousness, write about fairness and justice" and so on, which caused the mother and son to laugh a lot, and there was a happy air inside and outside the house.

In fact, Liang Gesheng had just graduated from Nangong for less than two years when he was twenty-four years old, and he had not been kicked out of the original army for beating Shangguan, and naturally he had not yet gone to work in the city bureau.

Yun Jingyi wasn't ready to let go of Liang Baoguang yet, "I've washed my face with a toothbrush, are you wearing autumn pants?"

"I spend all day indoors, what kind of pants do I wear. Liang Baoguang scratched his thigh through his jeans.

"I don't even wear autumn pants in the winter, where are you going to put me, and if you let others know, don't you want to suspect me of being a bad mother? Yun Jingyi talked about crooked reasoning, all of which were the abilities of the employees.

Liang Baoguang knew that he would become an unfilial son if he didn't wear autumn pants, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly asked the aunt who was working at home to go to a nearby store and bought a whole set of tops back. Young people may not wear much anymore, but older Koreans still wear autumn clothes and pants, and they are sold in 24-hour convenience stores, usually on the same shelf as black pantyhose, which is easy to find (don't ask me how I know).

The people of the Celestial Dynasty have a lot of activities on Chinese New Year's Eve, although they live in a foreign country, but the family of three gathers everywhere is home, Liang Baoguang removed the couplet at the door and replaced it with a new one. Liang Gesheng doesn't deal with his old man, but the old man always remembers that someone sends something over every year, and the New Year's door will never forget.

The old man's painting is famous, but he is also the director of the Calligraphy Association, Liang Baoguang took down the Spring Festival couplets he wrote and threw them away, and threw them into his mouth with words, "Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old charm, the old one does not go, and the new one does not come." ”

"Well, yes, that's right. Liang Gesheng chimed his hand and echoed on the side.

"Smack. Yun Jingyi slapped Liang Gesheng's vest on the back, and the sound was crisp through the down jacket, "Look at the old ones that don't please the eyes, where do you want me to go?"

"How can it be, don't they all say that clothes are not as good as newcomers, we are old people. "Liang Gesheng is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he doesn't even pay attention to his own son, but he is afraid of his wife like a tiger, not that his bones are not hard enough, but that this woman's hands are too poisonous. Obviously she looks soft and weak and has a gentle temperament, but shooting it anywhere will make him hot and painful, and when he first got the certificate, he even suspected that this real and unrevealing chivalrous girl was the senior sister of the Tomb Sect before returning to her hometown to marry him, and she had practiced three nos.

The old husband and wife are flirting and scolding you and me, Liang Baoguang has no eyes to see, he is staring at the couplet written by his grandfather and is stunned, "Sanyang is the beginning of the cloth, the beginning of the four sequences" is one of the most classic couplets of the Spring Festival, but now he sees Sanyang will always inexplicably think of a certain "show day by day".

The reunion dinner is Liang Gesheng Liang Baoguang's father and son are in charge, and the father and son are very strong in terms of hands-on ability, and their cooking skills are far from being comparable to ordinary chefs, but they are usually too busy and rarely cook it themselves. The ingredients were prepared before, South Korea is mountainous and barren, and many things have not been sold, so it will be over to deal with it casually in the past, and this time because Yun Jingyi was also there, Liang Gesheng specially arranged for someone to airlift a batch of domestic things.

"Tsk, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is good, but it's a little less meaningful. Seeing that the father and son were busy until the evening, Yun Jingyi, who had not done anything, frowned instead.

"Isn't it lively enough to have fewer suspects?" asked Liang Baoguang.

"How can it be, your mother probably thinks I'm sitting here redundantly, how can I think it's too crowded. Yun Jingyi is so quiet, she feels impatient when there are many people, so Liang Gesheng deliberately asked most of the servants in the family to go home for the holidays, leaving only a few families to help in Seoul.

"I see, there's no firecrackers. Yun Jingyi slapped her hand and became happy for no reason, "Who, you go get some firecrackers to set off, when I was at home before, I could hear the sound of firecrackers all day long during the Chinese New Year, but I never heard it again when I went to New York, and I miss it a lot." ”

South Korea strictly controls the setting off of fireworks, and you can only go to places far away from residential areas and mountains and forests. Originally, you could set off small fireworks in Hangang Park, but now because there are more residential buildings around, those caught setting off fireworks can be fined hundreds of thousands or even millions of won, and couples who want to make an atmosphere can basically go to the beach.

Wherever the people of the Celestial Empire go, they will bring the tradition to wherever they go, and fireworks and firecrackers will be banned for the New Year. Although the price of firecrackers smuggled in South Korea is not as exaggerated as the 50 rings and $20 in San Francisco, it is not cheap.

"If you want to take firecrackers to Incheon tomorrow to have fun, and put them in Samcheong-dong today? With the task of organizing and being a neighbor to the South Korean president, Liang Gesheng knows the surrounding situation even better than those South Korean officials.

"Cut, are you still going to Incheon? You see you're not as good as your son, and when I get back to Manhattan, I'll throw firecrackers on the road, and when those dead strips are looking for trouble, I'll tell them that the boss of the New York ESU is my own family." Yun Jingyi said very smugly.

ESU is an abbreviation for Emergency Service Unit, the NYPD's department dedicated to terrorism prevention, and is currently commanded by Alexandra Daddario's father. When the Celestial Empire holds a red wedding event, it will always throw two firecrackers down when crossing the bridge, regardless of whether there is anyone on the road, if you dare to do the same on Manhattan Island, Liang Baoguang estimates that Daddy D'Artagion will drive out the riot-proof armored car.

"The strip is the strip, why do you have to add a dead word, your husband and I are also a strip, okay. Liang Gesheng's file has a very high level of confidentiality, but he is not afraid of saying the wrong thing in front of his wife and son, "Don't ...... if you marry a wife in the future."

"What else?" Yun Jingyi glanced at her viciously.

"Don't look for someone who is too much worse than your mother, or you'll be sad if the gap is too big, hehe. Liang Gesheng laughed dryly.

"You're in luck. Yun Jingyi nodded with satisfaction.

"yes, I'm lucky. Liang Gesheng hasn't recalled the past for a long time, and sitting in his position rarely has time or mood to think back on the past, "When I was only a teenager, our provincial party committee compound and their military commission compound fought every day, at first I was picked up by a few rammers to help because I could fight, but then I was the one who took the lead every time, do you know why?"

"Why?" Liang Baoguang didn't understand.

"I remember the summer when I was seventeen years old, your Uncle Heping was bullied, and I went to avenge him with Justice, Integrity and Xuejun, but when I was standing under the shade of a tree and confronting Jiang Biao and his gang, I saw a girl leaning on the windowsill on the second floor next to me, wearing a white dress and a ponytail...... That's when I thought, this is what summer tastes like. Liang Gesheng pointed to Yun Jingyi next to him, "That's this person." ”

"Why don't you say that I was still holding half a watermelon at that time?" Yun Jingyi was bored waiting for the start of "Volleyball Girl" and watching the show with a watermelon.

"Later, I always stirred up trouble, just so that I could go to their compound more often and show my bravery in front of her. Alas, when I saw the white dress, I was mistaken. Liang Baoguang sighed and took out a pack of cigarettes, lit them and put them in his hand, "How many years have passed, and those pictures have been a little blurry, but I always clearly remember those sixteen or seventeen-year-old voices croaking around me." ”

"What did they say?" asked Liang Baoguang.

"Promise him, promise him, promise him......" Yun Jingyi smiled, there was someone who remembered better than him.