Li Xin's golf performance was superior, and the car quickly drove on the Fuyin Expressway. Li Xin has never been down a hundred yards all the way, this year's Spring Festival long holiday highway is still free, today Chinese New Year's Eve, although there are many cars on the road, but absolutely no congestion, so Li Xin and I are moving forward quite smoothly.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon after Pingliang, Gansu, and Li Xin and I had a simple rest in the service area. Before getting into the car, I took the initiative to ask Li Xin to rest in the back for a while, and I could be responsible for driving.

Li Xin sat in the back seat with confidence, and I went into the cab to drive. The handling of the Golf is quite good, and driving this kind of car doesn't put much pressure on me, and I keep it up and down 100 yards all the way, and I know that there is no rush to get on the road, safety is king.

opened the CD in the car, and Li Xin filled it with the album of Eason Chan.

In Eason Chan's slow and magnetic voice, I drove all the way forward, and Li Xin fell asleep quietly after a while.

There are many tunnels on this section of the highway after Pingliang, and I am quite familiar with it because I have walked back and forth this section of the road nearly 100 times. I cautiously passed through one tunnel after another, and soon arrived at Guyuan, when it was completely dark, and I could occasionally see the atmosphere of the Spring Festival in the red lanterns on both sides of the highway, and fireworks in the distance from time to time.

I suddenly felt that there are not very few beautiful things in life, as long as I can calm down and observe carefully, there are still a lot of beautiful things. Just as I was listening to Eason Chan's "Long Time No See" on the highway on Chinese New Year's Eve, outside the car window was a snow-covered farmland, and fireworks were flying in the night from time to time in the distance, and there was Li Xin's quiet breathing behind me.

Li Xin was obviously relieved that I was driving, and she didn't wake up all the way. Maybe she got up early enough this morning to prepare breakfast, or maybe she was really tired from a lot of work at the end of the year, and she slept peacefully in the back, which made me feel a particularly beautiful feeling from the bottom of my heart tonight, this feeling that Tang Xiaoyun and I have never had for so many years.

When we got home at about eleven o'clock in the evening, Li Xin had already woken up, she sat in the back row like a naughty child to wipe the fog off the lathe, and from time to time put her eyes close to the lathe to look at the scenery outside.

"Is this where you grew up?" Li Xin sat in the back and asked me.

"Yes, I grew up here, there are my relatives, my classmates and friends, but I rarely go home over the years, and gradually I am estranged a lot, and I am the only one among my classmates in elementary school who is not married, and the first girl who got married has sons who are in the second grade!" I say.

"And so fast!" Li Xin sighed.

"The custom here is that women generally get married, and it is almost impossible to find anyone who is not married at my age here!" I explained.

"Then you have to work hard!" I glanced at Li Xin in the rearview mirror, and she stuck her tongue out at me and smiled.

"But this matter depends on fate, and I can't rush it!" I say.

"You also believe in fate?"

"Believe, how can you not believe it!"

"Then do you think the two of us count?" Li Xin asked.

I just laughed twice and didn't speak again, in fact, a long time ago, I felt that my encounter with Li Xin was clearly fate, but after the events of the morning, what Aunt Li said, I suddenly found that in fact, Li Xin and I were not people in the same circle at all. As Guo Dong said, I don't seem to be worthy of Li Xin at all.

Bypassing this topic of fate, Li Xin and I chatted about our local customs.

Ningxia is a Hui Autonomous Region, and Hui people account for a large proportion of the population. I told Li Xin about the living habits of some Hui people who came back from hearsay, and she listened as if she was fascinated, and from time to time she also sighed about the mystery and greatness of this nation.

Many of my classmates are Muslims, and the conditions in school are difficult, and I often eat the special food brought to school by my Muslim classmates during the large-scale festivals of the Muslims.

Xi'an's Muslim Street is also a gathering place for Muslims, and Li Xin must have been there. I don't know if it's because after the Muslim Street has become a tourist attraction in recent years, the commercial atmosphere here has become stronger, so I can't feel the simplicity and holiness of the Muslims, or some other reasons that I can't understand.

When we got home about half an hour later, I parked the car outside my yard and got out of the car with Li Xin.

My hometown has never closed the door at night for so many years, and it is Chinese New Year's Eve, the door of the house is open, and two extra-large red lanterns are hung on both sides of the gate pier. A few years ago, I did all this thing, but this year my father must have done it alone.

The couplets on the dock were written by my father, and I never denied that I was able to write a fairly passable hand, all thanks to my father.

Dad is a well-known calligrapher, a few years ago, the villagers were not financially well-off, every Spring Festival is to take the red paper to find my father to write couplets, and so I went to college, occasionally someone asked my father to help, my father will always let me ghostwrite, he said that I have the essence of his calligraphy, at that time I will not blush and take on this task. In recent years, the economic conditions have been slightly better, and few people use freshly written couplets anymore, and most of them buy some finished products on the street to deal with them. However, my father still maintained the habit of many years ago, and he always said that the couplets he wrote were festive and had the flavor of the New Year.

Pushing open the main house and entering the door, my father leaned on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and my mother was already asleep.

The house was quiet except for the sound of the TV, and if it weren't for a series of melon seeds, peanuts and dried fruits on the coffee table, I wouldn't even be able to tell that this was the home on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Maybe it's because I didn't go home on time, and the second elder didn't feel like he had the idea of celebrating the New Year, and there was no festive atmosphere at all.

When my dad saw me come in and sat up from the couch, he got up from the couch with a snort, hurriedly turned on the brightest light in the living room, and asked me how I had come back so late.

He politely gave up Li Xin's seat and said that he had worked hard for the girl.

Father went to the bed again and pushed his father, and he said extremely loudly: "Get up quickly, hurry up, Feng Tang is back!" ”

When my mother woke up, she slowly got up from the bed, and I walked over to stand in front of my mother and asked, "It's not yet twelve o'clock, why did you go to sleep?" ”

"Lie on the bed and watch TV, watch it and fall asleep!" Mom explained that she got off the bed, and when she saw Li Xin, her mouth was a little unclosing, and she hurriedly wanted to stir-fry and cook. Li Xin took his mother's hand and said: "Auntie, you don't have to bother, we have already eaten on the road, tomorrow I will taste your craftsmanship, Feng Tang said that you cook a good dish, and you talk about it every day when you are in Xi'an!" ”

Mom was humble for a long time, but Li Xin still didn't stop her, she went to the kitchen to work again, and after a while, she brought a basin of boiled pork ribs!

The hometown has always been rich in the New Year, every family is inseparable from beef and mutton, the New Year does not eat a hundred and eighty catties that can not be counted as the New Year, every meal in the whole New Year is not separated from the meat, the meat that can not be eaten can also be made into a meat dumpling, there is no problem to save until March and April.

Li Xin and I didn't have much appetite after bumpy journeys, but in order not to caress my mother's kindness, we could only eat a little symbolically.

When my father saw me coming back, he smiled and took out the fine old Yinchuan that he had treasured for a long time from the cabinet, and said that he wanted to compare with me.

Li Xin said: "Uncle, you can drink less, Feng Tang has no bottom line for drinking!" ”

"Is that really the case?" Dad was happy in his heart, but he was a little unconvinced at this time.

I know that Li Xin said this on purpose to bury me, and Li Xin helped me deal with the aftermath after drinking too much several times, and she said that my alcohol consumption has no bottom line, which is clearly not the truth.

My dad got drunk after a few drinks, and I had to help my drunken dad to bed.

Li Xin and I came back together late at night, and in my mother's eyes, our relationship must be unusual. My mother went to the hall to drink Li Xin and made a bed for me, which was a double bed.

However, then, how Li Xin and I should go to sleep became a problem......

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