Verse 092: Missing, but not seeing

On this day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, even the excitement of the family has not been seen in recent years, especially the laughter of children. Even Yunzhong's love and kindness to them, the children feel the Tao, so the restraint at the beginning is now completely gone. In addition, it was the New Year's Festival, and Wang Guihua did not restrain them too much.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is also quite rich, of course, the most important thing is that most of them are made by Chu Anruo and Luo's mother, such as rice cakes are beaten by themselves, tofu is ground by themselves, dried tofu is pressed by themselves, and several glutinous rice snacks are also made by themselves, that is, salted chicken or something, but also Chu Anruo's own hands.

Lian Yunzhong said that this was the most positive Chinese New Year's Eve meal he had ever eaten. Lianchen didn't say much, but he was helping Chu Anruo throughout the whole process, such as setting up chopsticks, such as taking care of Xiao Yulan and Liangjiang, and sharing meat for the child. Everyone looked at Lianchen's delicacy in their eyes and smiled without saying anything.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Lian Yunzhong began to divide the money for the year, and Wang Guihua hurriedly said that this is not good, how can the children take his money. Wang Guihua can't afford it. But Lianyun Chongdao is a symbolic meaning, a little money, so that the children are happy, there is nothing that can't stand it. The children looked at Wang Guihua and Chu Anruo, they didn't nod, and the children didn't pick it up.

Chu Anruo nodded, asked the children to collect Lian Yunzhong's money, and asked them to thank Lian Yunzhong. The reason why she is like this is because she thinks that with Lian Yunzhong's wisdom, she will not pack a lot of money in the red envelope. This New Year's money, giving too much is pressure. Even the old man gave it must be the most suitable number.

"Here's for you!" After Lian Yunzhong gave Lian Chen a red envelope, he also gave Chu Anruo one.

"Thank you, Grandpa Lian!" Chu Anruo accepted it calmly.

"You have one too!" After Lian Yunzhong gave Luo Ma and Lao Li the money for the New Year, he finally gave Wang Guihua one. Wang Guihua looked at the red envelope, suddenly blushed, and was at a loss.

"I'm the head of the family, in our family, except for the parents, everyone else has New Year's money, and I've been suffering for a year, right!" Lian Yunzhong stuffed the red envelope into Wang Guihua's hand. Wang Guihua wanted to push, but she was afraid that it would be rude for her to do so, she thought that Chu Anruo had accepted it, although she was embarrassed, but in the end she still accepted Lian Yunzhong's red envelope. But he made up his mind in his heart that he had to give Lian Yunzhong something else.

"Alright, let go of the door cannon!" Lian Yun waved his arm and said to the children.

Chu An wanted to clean up the dishes and chopsticks for Luo's mother, but Luo's mother didn't let her, and Lao Li came over and said that he would help Luo's mother clean up. Chu Anruo knew in his heart that Lao Li and Luo's mother were very close, so he didn't insist on staying. She pushed Wang Guihua, and together with Lian Yunzhong, Lian Chen and the children, went outside to put the robe.

There were already fireworks from the side house rising into the air, flashing a brilliant brilliance. When the children were in Giethoorn Village, the most extravagant thing was to put a few dollars on the kind of earthen cannon battles that made a loud noise when they snapped, and they really had never seen such brilliant fireworks. Of course, Wang Guihua and Chu Anruo have not seen each other.

The children were amazed, even Lian Zhi looked very quiet.

"Alright, let's put it up too!" Lian Yun clapped his hands again and ordered, "Lian Chen, distribute the fireworks to the children, big one, you and An Ruo put them together!" After Lian Yunzhong finished speaking, he took the initiative to pull Liangjiang and Yulan beside him and handed him a firework, "Liangjiang, Yulan and grandparents will put it together!" ”

Lian Chen's grace sounded, and he began to distribute fireworks to the children with a smile. Chu Anruo was on the side to help.

When the fireworks of Lian family were in the air, the children were smiling, clapping their hands and jumping, Liangjiang and Magnolia were too small, but they also understood the splendor and joy, and they all giggled. It's the dog Xiaolong, who is also barking excitedly.

It wasn't until late at night that the children ate dumplings and then went off. Wang Guihua was not in good health, so she rested early. Even Yun Chong, Lao Li and Luo's mother couldn't bear to keep the New Year, and they also slept.

In the end, only Lian Chenhe, Chu Anruo and Xiaolong kept the year.

"Give!" Chu Anruo brewed two cups of coffee, one for himself and one in front of Lian Chen. How to grind coffee and how to brew it is all learned by her from the computer.

Two people, one sitting on the far right of the sofa, one sitting on the far left, Xiaolong in the middle of the sofa, two people and a dog, both watching the traditional Spring Festival program on TV.

"If you don't want to see this, just change it to something else!" Lian Chen threw the remote control to Chu Anruo. He doesn't care what he sees. It's not the first time that Lian Chen has kept the New Year, after Lian Yunzhong's health is getting worse and worse, it is almost all his business to keep the New Year's Day.

Of course, with such an ancient tradition as keeping the year, Lianchen could not follow it at all, but he did just that. The truth is, he did it all the time after his grandmother died. When he was young, even if he was sleepy, he gritted his teeth and persevered. Just because it is said that if he keeps his age, his relatives will live a long life.

Lian Chen is the year that Lian Yun guards.

is older, although he knows that it is impossible to keep the age to make his relatives live a hundred years old, but he still keeps it every year. Because he represents the Lian family, a family, there must be a person who keeps the New Year on the day of the New Year's Day.

It's just a person's vigil, how lonely it is!

"No, this one is pretty good!" Chu Anruo threw the remote control to Lian Chen, and said. There are really no special highlights of this party, but Chu Anruo likes the joyful and warm atmosphere inside, and she watched it on the computer, watching this party during the Spring Festival seems to be a tradition.

What's more, she doesn't really focus all her mind on TV, her heart is more uncomfortable.

Chu Anruo is thinking about his relatives in the Great Chu Kingdom.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve! On the side of the Great Chu State, is it also the Chinese New Year's Eve? Is it good for my father to be alone?

I think when she was young, she followed her father to practice medicine, but when it came to the New Year's Festival, her father would definitely live in one place, sometimes it was a cold grass house, sometimes it was a broken temple and a deserted temple, and the food was rough and simple, but the mood of their father and daughter to celebrate the New Year together was the same as the mood of those high-ranking Chinese households and delicacies.

Because of the company and support of relatives, although the food and clothing are rough, happiness is full of reality. From the beginning to now, my father is old, she is not there, my father is alone, how to celebrate the New Year.

It's going to be sad, right? Thinking of his father's sadness for the New Year alone, Chu Anruo's heart felt as uncomfortable as being poached.

There is also the old queen mother, her body bones are particularly easy to get sick in winter, and the doctor next to her can't help the queen mother, only she can even have a bergamot needle at home, and now it's a cold moon and a cold winter, what should she do if the old man is sick again, how is she good? And the emperor, the emperor was already poisoned at that time, is the king of Chu River going to usurp the throne? The death of the crown prince must be a blow to him, and the murder of his own brother must be difficult for him to accept, is he okay?

"Homesick?" Lian Chen looked at Chu Anruo's lonely look, saw her gradually shrinking her small actions, and guessed that she was homesick. If she really traveled through ancient times, then in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, her feelings must be more. Ancient people attached more importance to reunion than modern people. This is what Lian Chen knew after deliberately learning some ancient knowledge.

"Well, I'm homesick!" Chu Anruo put down the coffee in his hand, wiped his moist eyes with both hands, and sniffed.

"I don't know if my father is okay over there. My father is old, and he used to have me no matter what he said, but now...... I can't feel bad just thinking about it, and my father must be the same! "Chu Anruo needs someone to speak, so she will talk to Lian Chen, because there is only Lian Chen around.

"When I was very young, my mother died. My father sold his ancestral house and took me to start traveling to the doctor, I suffered a lot with my father, but now I think about it, those processes are very happy memories, we went south together to live in Ninghe, where I was infected with the epidemic ......! Chu Anruo began to talk to Lian Chen about some of her memories.

She didn't mean to tell her anything, she just wanted a listener, especially on such a special cold night.

Lian Chen is indeed a good listener, he also put the coffee cup in his hand, hugged Xiaolong on his lap, looked at Chu Anruo, and listened to her seriously and quietly.

For Lian Chen, this year's New Year's Eve is really good, for the first time, he didn't feel that the silence was terrible, he didn't feel lonely, and he didn't feel that the night was so long.

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In Shangjing Wangfu Street, there are some unmarked courtyards, these courtyards look low-key and ordinary, but those who know know that the magnificence of these courtyards is unimaginable to the world. One of the detached courtyards is dressed in an ancient style. Shadow wall, hand-copying verandah, rockery, living room, flower hall, hanging flower door, hugging building, patio, carved panes...... During the period of entry, it is as if you have traveled back in time and space to ancient times.

In the hall, the mahogany round table is full of delicacies from the mountains and the sea, but only two pairs of dishes and chopsticks are placed. No one was sitting in front of one pair of chopsticks, and although the other pair of chopsticks had not moved, at least one person was sitting in front of them.

It was the Chinese man who lived in the Royal Castle before. He was wearing a vermilion robe, holding a wine glass in his hand, propping his elbows on the table, looking fixedly at the unmanned dishes and chopsticks.

The brocade robe was also a long robe, and he was waiting beside the Chinese man, and there was worry in his eyes, but he didn't dare to say much.

Because every year, his grandfather will be like this, a person in front of a table of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, not eating, just drinking.

Wait a minute, there will be fireworks, many, many fireworks, the most beautiful, the most expensive ones, but the master only asks for them, but never looks at them.

As the minutes passed, the Chinese man suddenly moved, he poured the wine in his hand with his head high, and then stood up, because he had drunk too much, and when he stood up suddenly, he felt a burst of dizziness. Jinyi stretched out his hand to help, but before he could help him, the Chinese man stretched out his palm to indicate that he was fine.

Then he burped and staggered out of the hall to the backyard. Jinyi does not follow. Because that's what the master won't let me. Every year. It's just that the master didn't say that the fireworks will be set off, so this year's fireworks will not be set off.

"Jinyi, don't forget to put the fireworks!" The Chinese man suddenly stepped forward, turned his head and looked at Jinyi seriously, and admonished. When he turned his head and continued to walk towards the inner courtyard, the Chinese man whispered softly, "Don't forget to put it off, because my An Ruo likes fireworks the most!" ”RS