Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info warm time, in the joy of the rapid passage of time, that night, the howling wind sandwiched snowflakes, blowing the world pale, silver wrapped in cover of the dirty earth, so that the whole world is new, for the vast world put on a new dress;

The insomniac old man still got up early, looking at the falling snowflakes, and the cloudy old eyes were full of tears;

"Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, tomorrow is the first day of the new year, child, another year has passed, where are you now?" How's it going? It's a pity that I'm a father, but I don't know anything about it! ”

The old man was dressed in a shabby military coat, wearing a faded locomotive hat on his head, facing the snowstorm with teary eyes, raising his thin palm with a gloomy expression, wiping away the old tears on his face, and sighing with reluctance;

"Sometimes I really want to be like my father, go early, it's a hundred! Alas! ”

The old man choked up with tears and muttered to himself in a trembling tone;

"Your father is not afraid of death, I just can't bear you, I'm afraid that I won't have time to see you for the last time, I'm afraid that if you come back one day, there are no relatives at home, child, where are you?"

The old man sobbed in a low voice, quietly wiping his tears, his wrinkled old face was full of traces carved by the years, and in the old eyes that looked at the end of the world, there was only endless turbid haze, and with the rickety body turning around with difficulty, the sad words full of vicissitudes were gradually drowned by the wind and snow;

The old man who had eaten breakfast was drowsy on the rattan chair, with a broken mattress on his body, and the ugly Bajie fell asleep in the old man's arms, and the little parrot was also rarely quiet, napping in the broken wooden cage, and the little black dog lay at the old man's feet, occasionally snorting twice;

"Bang bang bang!"

Near noon, the drowsy old man was awakened by a hurried knock at the door;

"Uncle! Uncle! Are you at home? ”

The sound of the bastard, followed by the little parrot that was napping, suddenly heard the shouting outside the door, and suddenly came to the senses;

"Uncle is not at home! Uncle is not at home! ”

The little parrot jumped up and down on its little wings, pulled its neck and began to babble, looking at its excitement, like a mischievous bear child;

"You stupid bird! Don't be foolish! You've eaten enough every day, so you're making trouble here! ”

The old man opened his sleepy eyes when he heard the sound, and before he could respond, he heard the strange cry of a little parrot beside him, and immediately waved his hand to stop it with a smile and laughter, and laughed and scolded kindly;

"Woohoo!"

The little black dog suddenly stood up, shook his head and wagged his tail around the old man, pouted and whimpered softly, and seemed to agree with the old man's words;

"Old Bangzi! Letter ball goods! Old Bangzi! Letter ball goods! ”

When the little parrot heard this, it instantly began to be out of tune again, stretching its neck and responding in a babbling voice;

"It's coming! Here it comes! At home! ”

The old man tore open the broken mattress, hugged the ugly Bajie in his arms, and ignored the clamor of the little parrot, stood up tremblingly, and walked towards the door with staggering steps, responding in a deep voice full of vicissitudes;

"Little bastard! What's the matter? ”

The old man leaned over and stepped on the snow with a steady step, cautiously walked to the door, slowly pulled the deadbolt, opened the door, and asked with a puzzled face;

"Uncle! The eldest brother has not been at home these years, and he has not been able to take care of you in the past few years, so he has not come to take care of you. ”

The bastard, standing outside the door, holding a small basket in his hand, shrunk in his cotton clothes, saw the old man open the door, and immediately responded with a smile;

"Uncle! Do you have any place to use me, so that I can help you with your old son! It can be regarded as a filial piety for my eldest brother! ”

When the old man heard this, his cloudy old eyes moistened again, and he was silently covered with a layer of mist, and his gloomy tone was filled with some relief;

"Alas! You can be regarded as having a heart, unlike your big brother who is not angry! ”

The old man took the opportunity to turn around, wiped the old tears from his eyes, and greeted the bastard in a hoarse voice;

"Let's go! Come into the house and sit, it's cold outside! ”

Hearing this, the bastard hurriedly entered the door, closed the door with his hand, walked two steps quickly and followed the old man's side, and asked with concern;

"Uncle! You're tough, aren't you? ”

The old man smiled bitterly and sighed;

"Alas! A handful of old bones, most of the loess is buried, if I wasn't looking forward to seeing your eldest brother again, Lao Bangzi and I would have gone a long time ago! ”

When the bastard heard this, he hurriedly offered words of comfort;

"Uncle! Where are you, this is the New Year, why don't you say something unlucky, don't think nonsense, maybe the eldest brother will come back in a while! ”

The old man smiled bitterly and sighed;

"Alas! Forget it, I won't talk about it! ”

While talking, the two entered the room, and while putting the contents of the small basket on the table, the little bastard greeted the little parrot with a smile;

"Silly bird! Happy New Year! ”

When the little parrot heard this, it immediately exploded, jumped up and down with its wings, stretched its neck to stare at the bastard, and responded with a chirp in its throat;

"Faith ball goods! Happy Chinese New Year! Letter ball goods! Happy Chinese New Year! ”

The old man carefully placed the ugly Bajie on the rattan chair, tore through the rags and covered him, and turned to complain at the bastard;

"What are you provoking it for?"

The old man picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of hot water for the egg, and when he turned around and handed it to him, he saw the things on the table, and instantly felt a sour nose, red eyes, and complained vaguely;

"Look at you kid, you can come to the uncle's house to sit, the uncle is very happy, what are you still bringing things for, hurry up, don't be busy, take it away when you leave, the uncle doesn't need these!"

As if he hadn't heard of it, he responded with words while putting things on the table;

"Uncle! Yesterday I went to the meeting, thinking that your legs and feet are inconvenient, I brought you something, this is a firecracker, this is a thunderstorm, and bacon, couplet, this meatball and steamed bun, made by my daughter-in-law..."

The old man was red-eyed and moved, wiping his tears and complaining;

"You bear child, you are old for the New Year, and you are here to earn the tears of the uncle!"

Hearing this, the bastard smirked and scratched his head, suddenly raised his hand to cover his chest, and coughed violently;

"Ahem..."

The old man who had just sat down, seeing this, quickly stood up and asked with concern;

"Little bastard! What's wrong with you? ”

The bastard responded with a wry smile;

"Nothing! I don't know what's going on, I've been coughing all the time during this time, maybe the night my old sow gave birth, I was frightened and contracted a cold! It's okay, you don't have to worry, wait for me to go back and let my daughter-in-law boil a bowl of ginger soup, drink it and sleep! ”