"Auntie, is Brother Weihe here?" Lin Zhiyuan was encouraged by his eldest sister and relaxed a little.

"Looking for Xiaohe?" the woman's voice was a little surprised, "who are you?"

"My name is Lin Zhiyuan, Auntie. After the first sentence was spoken, Lin Zhiyuan also calmed down.

"Lin Zhiyuan......" Before the woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a panting voice, "Zhiyuan? I am your brother Weihe, have you eaten?" Sister Xiaoxi, and uncle and aunt Brother Dapeng, are they there?"

"We're having dinner, my parents, brothers and sisters are all around, huh? You want to give you a New Year's greeting? Okay, okay, wait, Mom, Dad, Brother Weihe wants to give you a New Year's greeting!"

After everyone finished greeting, Lin Zhiyuan immediately grabbed the phone again: "Brother Weihe, have you eaten?" Let me tell you, my mother made a lot of things today, and there are ...... you like to eat."

The more he talked, the smoother he became, from the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner to how much money he received, and what new clothes and shoes he bought this year, as well as the dispute with his cousin.

Originally, Lin Yunhua and Liu Yuecheng were still sitting there, listening carefully, but as Lin Zhiyuan said more and more, the couple looked at the non-stop beating time on the telephone, and their faces began to become unsettled.

Landline phone bills, a piece of eight cents a minute.

"Okay, Zhiyuan, the gala is going to be broadcast soon, you let your brother Weihe watch TV. Lin Yunhua saw that the number had jumped to forty, and he couldn't help but stop it.

Lin Zhiyuan reluctantly hung up the phone.

Turning his head, he asked Lin Xiaoxi: "Eldest sister, can I call Brother Weihe often in the future?"

Lin Yunhua's brows were so furrowed that he could trap mosquitoes.

"Of course you can!" Lin Xiaoxi took her mother's distressed look in her eyes and said to her younger brother with a smile, "But there is another way better than the way to call, do you want to use Zhiyuan?"

"In what way?" Lin Zhiyuan's eyes lit up.

"Write a letter. Lin Xiaoxi's apricot eyes crooked, "You can write down everything that happens to you every day on paper, if your brother Weihe doesn't come to our house next year, you can send it to him, okay?"

"And then Brother Weihe will write to me like this, right?" Lin Zhiyuan's eyes were shining, like shining stars in the night sky.

Lin Xiaoxi couldn't help but touch his head: "Yes, Zhiyuan did this, of course your brother Weihe will do it." ”

"Okay, then I'll start writing today. After speaking, he got up from the sofa, sent the telephone back to Lin Xiaoxi's room, and then went back to his room and turned on the lamp.

He was in a hurry to write now, and he didn't even watch the gala.

"Zhiyuan looks like this, and I don't know who he looks like. Lin Yunhua saw it and sighed.

Liu Yuecheng smiled beside him: "Needless to say, of course it's like you." ”

"Why are you like me?" Lin Yunhua was unconvinced, "It's obviously like Lao Liu, tell me, what is usually something, you have a temper at every turn, where is this like me." ”

"Nonsense, isn't it Yunhua who will go on the broom if you don't agree with each other?" Liu Yuecheng competed with his wife.

Seeing that his father and mother were fighting, Lin Dapeng, who had not spoken, calmly picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the sound of the TV: "Okay, Mom, the party has begun." ”

"Huh?" Lin Yunhua reacted and glared at her husband, "Let's settle the account later, and watch the party first." ”

Liu Yuecheng also moved his eyes to the TV.

Such a vivid parent, such a lovely brother, are all by their side, alive.

Lin Xiaoxi looked at the host on TV in standard Mandarin, congratulating the people of the whole country on a happy New Year, and the smile on his face that couldn't be picked out with a magnifying glass also smiled.