After eating, I naturally watched the Spring Festival Gala, as an annual entertainment reserved program, although it has been repeatedly attacked by netizens with fierce words, it still stands like an evergreen tree. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In fact, the show is ugly and can't really be blamed for the Spring Festival Gala, it is to be seen by the public, the public not only has a large population base, but also has different age distribution levels, the so-called crowd is difficult to adjust, and the needs of elderly audiences and young audiences are completely different.

But there is an exception to this kind of program - sketches, its funny elements can well dilute the generation gap and estrangement of age, and happiness is the common pursuit of all different age groups. Therefore, year by year, the number of sketch shows is getting more and more.

Shi does not belong to young audiences, he ranks himself in the most boring category of bored young audiences, the reason is very simple, he has watched this year's Spring Festival Gala, so that the most anticipated sketches have become boring. Sitting next to his grandfather, he yawned and fell asleep, fished for a long time, and finally fell asleep, probably because the warmth of his grandfather's house made him feel very secure.

The Spring Festival Gala was in full swing, and the gongs and drums outside were noisy, and a buzz surged into the sky, and then it was out of control, and the crackling sound was endless. I can't remember clearly, this is the first time he has been awakened by the artillery battle, he looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said in his heart, oops, it's twelve o'clock, it's such a dizzy New Year's Eve?

The phone rang, and he walked to the balcony, opened the window, and faced the brilliant fireworks, trying to hear what was being said on the phone, but the fireworks were too loud, and he could only keep repeating, "Happy New Year!" Happy New Year! ”

The first call was from Shi Renjie, who saw that it was too noisy over there, and yelled a few words of Happy New Year, so he had to hang up the phone. Then, the second call came, unexpectedly, it was Chen Xin.

What's even more strange is that as soon as Chen Xin's phone called, the crackling sound outside was quieter, and he closed the window so that he could hear what he was talking about.

"Where is the New Year?" Chen Xin asked on the phone.

"I'm back in my hometown, in Nancheng." Shi Bu replied.

Chen thought for a while, probably not knowing where Nancheng was, and suddenly, he said a rare New Year's greeting.

"May in the new year, your career go well, your life goes well, and every day goes well."

In the face of Chen Xin's sudden attack, Shi Bu was a little caught off guard, and said for a while, "You too, haha, Happy New Year." ”

The fireworks kept going, the phone calls didn't stop, and they all called what they didn't expect.

Senior sisters and brothers, 604's roommates, Tudou, Xu Ying, Sister Yang, Coach Peng, Ning Xiaoyue, Bo Zai, Brother Hu......

And Yi Ru.

I don't know what kind of demon I am, in the face of this girl who has had been dewed for a few nights, he did not wait to be particularly cautious, he ran downstairs, walked on the path full of red artillery corpses, and listened quietly. Yi Ru said on the phone that she was in the sky, yes, she didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, but with the flight to Shanghai, she said that she went to the hotel again, fortunately, the big city was empty during the New Year, and the hotel had to reduce the price, otherwise she really couldn't afford to live. She also said that she was lying on the bed in the hotel, the curtains were open, looking at the cold sky and missing him.

And Ying Huan.

Nizi is estimated to be in the countryside, there is a lot of commotion on the other side of the phone, only to hear the whistling of a gust of wind, Ying Huan is running, fleeing to a quiet place where she can talk, Ying Huan gasped and said, "Well, Happy New Year." ”

As soon as I heard this familiar voice, I couldn't wait for a while, and deliberately teased, "Are you the first to call me?" ”

"Well, it's not." Ying Huan didn't think about it, and said decisively.

After a pause, he asked, "Then who did you call to?" ”

"Hmm, grandma." Ying Huan added, "I volunteer in Antarctica. ”

"Antarctica?" When he was about to faint, he asked, "What can you do in Antarctica?" ”

Ying Huan's answer was still concise and clear, "Hmm, pick up the discarded drift." ”

I don't feel that this Nizi is living in another world, and she is holding the Spring Festival of family reunion, but she has gone so far to endure this hardship, can her thin body withstand this cold?

"Don't you say anything to me before you leave?" Don't wait for the inexplicable anger.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll come with me."

"Isn't it good to walk with you?"

"Then you can't go home for the Spring Festival."

When he was speechless, he thought of what Ying Huan had said, her parents were divorced, her father found a stepmother, Ying Huan couldn't integrate into the family, and thinking about going to Antarctica was also a means of escape, but he didn't know how the Spring Festival was spent in previous years.

"Next Spring Festival, let's spend it together." Don't wait for a sudden way.

Suddenly, a hundred flowers bloomed, and the fireworks unfolded from the beams of light into flowers, and the colorful colors reflected half of the sky, followed by the roar and explosion of one after another. Some say that this is a stupid people who invented firecrackers instead of bullets with gunpowder. In fact, this is a romantic nation, not a murderous weapon, willing to be a spark in the sky.

At least, looking at the red sky, I don't have to wait to be proud of this nation. Ying Huan's voice replied very low, and the crackling sound above his head in his ears was very noisy, but he still heard it clearly, and there was a soft "um".

"Then it's a deal."

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, so on and on.

I slept at my grandfather's house, and was woken up by my mother at six or seven o'clock, saying that I was going to the temple to pay New Year's greetings to the Bodhisattva. Grandma has prepared boiled eggs early, which is a custom, and eating two on the first day of the new year will give you double 100 points. Shi's father is lazy and doesn't want to go, so Shi's mother doesn't force it, in her words, anyway, it's useless for you to ask the Bodhisattva for a career when you're old, I can only count on my son. ”

Meaning, no matter what, it's time to go. Fortunately, the temple is not far away, take a small road with seven bends and eight turns, and walk for more than ten minutes. Next to the temple is the cemetery, it is said that it is better to bury in this feng shui, although I don't know whether it is true or false, but the evergreen tree next to the monument is indeed growing gratifyingly.

There are vendors selling incense outside the temple, and the price of incense is extremely high. Originally, my mother was still hesitant, but when I heard that there was still this way, I bought two sets generously. One set consisted of one pillar of high incense, two small pillars, a string of whips and a stack of paper money, totaling two hundred and fifty-six yuan.

First of all, worship the outermost land temple, put a whip on the small incense, and the high incense should be burned in the big temple inside, offered on a furnace, and prayed for the blessing of his family. For the gods and Buddhas, they are very respectful, whether they are true or not, they are a kind of faith, they are untouchable existences, and they must not be blasphemed.

Just when the incense was applied, an accident happened, and Gao Xiang, who had left an upright pillar in front of him, suddenly fell down and smashed on the forearm of his right hand, which was not waiting for him. The temperature of the charcoal fire was extremely high, and I would definitely burn my body, but surprisingly, I didn't feel any pain when I didn't wait, and I didn't even feel hot.

He only felt cold, spreading from the forearm of his right hand to his chest, and a cold feeling that penetrated into the bone marrow was like a vine, quickly enveloping him.