After a few more days of filming, the progress of "Fairy Sword" is getting faster and faster, and the whole crew is getting better. But then the crew suspended their work, because the Spring Festival was coming, and the crew had a three-day holiday to let everyone go home for the New Year.

This is undoubtedly a thing that makes everyone very happy, the filming of the crew is very hard, and now it is winter, the actors often have to withstand the cold wind, wear thin clothes to shoot, and it is normal for cold hands and feet to be cold at the end of the day. Now you can take advantage of the Spring Festival to rest for a few days and have a happy New Year.

Bi Xia also put down his work and flew back to the capital, he was going to pay a New Year's greeting to everyone in advance, and then return to his hometown with his mother and reunite with his relatives.

The capital is still lively, although the streets and alleys are not as festive as the previous lanterns, but there are still a lot of people, the restaurants are almost full, and friends gather every day. The couplets and wall calendars are replaced with new ones, marking people's expectations for the New Year.

Bi Xia also made an appointment with Zhang Jing, Zhu Jianye and Huang Xu also got together, which was the most embarrassing gathering in 2013. After that, he went to the house of Teacher Sanbao, and he respected this teacher Bixia very much, and he taught himself a lot in the field of music.

At the same time, he also talked with Mr. Sanbao about the idea of the soundtrack of "Sword and Fairy", many of which were vague about himself, Mr. Sanbao gave suggestions, and promised to help Bi Xia complete the soundtrack in the later stage of "Sword and Fairy", which is undoubtedly a very strong support.

When it comes to creation and soundtrack, Mr. Sanbao's skills are beyond Bi Xia's reach, and he has helped Bi Xia feel more confident.

The dormitory of Hangzhou University teachers is a relatively old community, the architectural style can not keep up with the rhythm of the times, the community is a four- or five-story house, square and white.

Probably because this is a teacher's campus, the community seems very quiet and clean. Unlike in the north, the trees in the south are also lush in winter, and there is no yellow.

Bixia walked into his home, where he hadn't been in more than three years. Looking at everything familiar in the house, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, the familiar air, the familiar smell, made him feel warm all over his body, and his heart was extremely peaceful.

The house is actually not big, and the wallpaper on all sides is also a little yellowed, but Bi Xia just felt very comfortable, he put down his hand, walked two steps, once on the sofa, once to the balcony, looked into the distance, and then returned to the house, touching and wiping.

Bixia breathed heavily, smiling and scanning everything in the house, this is where he grew up, and it is full of beautiful memories.

The house has a lot of things, and the bookcases on the wall are full of all kinds of books, music, art, and all kinds of miscellaneous essays, essays, and novels. There are also several trophies and medals on the upper floor, all of which are awards in music and art, some of which are his, and some of which belong to his sister.

There was also a tightly covered piano in the corner of the living room, Bi Xia walked to the piano, pulled up the covered flannel, and stroked it gently, focused, gentle as if he was caressing his lover.

This piano has too many memories of him, and his favorite thing when he was a child was to sit and listen to his mother play the piano, and play happily under his mother's hand-in-hand teaching.

On the balcony of the interior, there is a big sketch board, which is rewarded by Dad Bi Xia, this sketch board has a history of decades, from Dad to Bi Xia's hands, and then to Bi Chang's hands, it is like a video recorder, witnessing the growth of the family.

Bi Xia touched the corners of his slightly moist eyes, cracked his mouth and smiled, two drops of crystal sparkling in the sun, low on the wooden floor.

"Mom, let's move these to the capital!" Bi Xia turned his head and said to Zang's mother, who was leaning against the entrance and looking at her gently.

"Well, good!" Zang's mother nodded, now her state of mind has calmed down, and the blow of her husband's death is gradually moving away with the return of her son, especially after experiencing a life and death, she cherishes life more and more, cherishes this pair of children.

"Well, brother, in the future, we will buy a house by ourselves, and I want a big room to treasure all the treasures." Bi Chang tilted his head and put his fingers to his lips, innocent.

"Good!"

Bi Xia's family stayed in Hangzhou for one day, and they were going back to their hometown this New Year, since their father died and Bi Xia ran away, they haven't been back for three years.

My hometown is very beautiful, it is a small town in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, close to the sea, and I can smell a faint sea flavor in the air, salty.

Bi Xia's grandparents, grandparents and grandparents are all here, as well as uncles, aunts, uncles, aunts and other elders will come back for the New Year. This is the tradition of China, the fallen leaves return to the roots, even if people are in the sky during the New Year, they have to go home, here are the roots, people without roots are like duckweed, they will be lost.

"Grandpa, I'm back!" Bi Xia walked into a small courtyard with a big bag and a small bag, the small courtyard is not big, one in and one out, there are about three foundations, and the style is not trendy, but it is cleaned up.

A pair of old men were sitting in the courtyard, looking around, hearing Bi Xia's call, the old man pair showed joy on their faces, and walked to the door, the wrinkles on their faces were crowded together because of the smile. "Good, good, good, just come back!"

"yes, it's good to be back!" In addition to the two people who came to the courtyard, there was also an uncle's family and an aunt's family, and the elders didn't say much, just patted Bi Xia's shoulder and kept saying "yes".

This is the family, which can be noisy and noisy, but it is very caring.

"Boy, when you become a big star, you ignore your brother? I've seen you call your brother for so long. At this time, a young man came out of the house and beat Bi Xia's chest vigorously, Bi Xia had a cousin, who was the son of his uncle, a year older than him, called Bi Xiaofeng, and the two brothers had a good relationship.

Bi Xia was quiet when he was a child, and it stands to reason that there would be classmates who bullied him, but in fact he didn't, because he had an older brother named Bi Xiaofeng, and someone bullied Bi Xia, and he could chase each other out of the city for several streets.

"Okay, let Xia Er rest, sit in the house and chat for a while, eat later, your grandmother has cooked you a table of good dishes." The old man's rough hand clenched Bi Xia tightly.

"Blame grandchild, wait a minute, grandma will make you food." Grandma's face is full of love, this is her heart and soul baby, although Bi Xia is not born to her father, but more than 20 years of feelings, watching this good grandson grow up since childhood, so cute, so caring, that is their heart.

"Good, good!" Bi Xia nodded vigorously, smirked vigorously, and panicked in his heart!

In the next few days, Bi Xia went to his grandfather's house again, aunt, uncle, cousin, and cousin sat together, talking commonly, no one blamed Bi Xia, they understood Bi Xia, and forgave Bi Xia, because Bi Xia used his actual actions to prove that he loved this family, loved his father, and his mother and Bi Chang.

For family members, any mistake can be forgiven, this is family affection!

(When I wrote this chapter, the ring was written very slowly, because as I wrote, I remembered many things.) When I was a child, the ring was very naughty, I remember that the aunts always told my mother that the ring was not good here, and then my mother would tell the ring to learn from this cousin, that cousin, that ring was very strange and angry, and they came to mind their own affairs for something, accusing this and accusing that.

A few years ago, the ring work did not go well, several aunts and uncles were very enthusiastic to give the ring ideas, this help to resources, that help to borrow money, they did not blame the ring for ignorance, but to this nephew is very close, rare, very cherished.

The older a person is, the more he experiences, the more he thinks about it, and the more he knows how to cherish it.

I don't know if you will be moved by this chapter, but the ring is really attentive. ）