When she was about to arrive at the entrance of the village, Xue Lian ran away with a punch at Zhicheng, and said with a sneer: "Brother, let's hold a 'tortoise and rabbit race'!" Giggle...... "After saying that, he ran away in front of his head."

Back at home, the two old men were still busy in the kitchen, and Xue Lian pulled Zhicheng to the hall and said, "Brother, wait...... I'll get you some good food. ”

Xue Lian said as she took out a lot of snacks from her bag and put them in front of him, and then took out a flat cardboard box from her bag and put it on the table of the Eight Immortals and said, "This is a woolen sweater I bought for my aunt a few years ago, and I don't know if it fits." By the way, there are also two boxes of fragrant girls, which are specialties of the Northeast. You may not have seen it before, but it's delicious, can you taste it...... There's also a bag of candy for this. ”

"Oops! There are no children at home, what candy are you buying! ”

"If you don't have children, you won't eat! What a child! As long as your heart is not old, then you will always be a child, I am so old, and I still eat in my mother's arms. Cluck...... This sugar is delicious, almost the same taste. There are pineapples, there are lemons, there are peaches, and there are cantaloupes. She tore open a strawberry-flavored one and handed it to Zhichengdao: "Come, open your mouth...... Open your mouth! I don't, I'll feed you......"

She filled his mouth beautifully and said, "Isn't it delicious?" Who has eaten this candy when he was young! It's delicious and not toothy, I remember when I was a child, my grandfather brought me two candy cubes from the small store, and I was like a baby, holding it in my little hand and being very happy. At the time, it was still that kind of hard pimple candy. There is no taste other than sweetness. But it's just the happy fart trembling. Sometimes! Even a piece of candy can be eaten for several days, put it in your mouth and lick it a little bit, chew it reluctantly, hold it for a while and then take the candy paper out of your pocket. Spit out the candy carefully in your mouth. Wrap it in candy wrapper and put it in your pocket, and when you're hungry, put it in and lick it. Giggles, it's really unbearable! Brother, have you ever had such an experience when you were young, in fact, now that I think about it. Although it is inevitable that there are some grievances in our hearts, the feeling of bittersweet memories can't help but fill our hearts with sweetness. When I remembered my childhood, I was very happy to be able to eat a meal of dumplings, and I was often just put into the bowl like a gluttonous cat, and I couldn't wait to pinch and blow the hot air with my little hands, and send it to my mouth with my little face. The hot little mouth is hot, the little gluttony at that time! That's it. ”

Xue Lian shook her head with a smile and said with emotion: "Now! The standard of living has improved, but the feeling of happiness has disappeared. What you eat tastelessly. Not to mention eating dumplings, even if you eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, you can't get back that excitement. I remember when I was a child, the New Year was much more lively than now, and as soon as I got out of the bed on the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I would see the flower clothes that my grandfather had prepared for me. I hate to jump high in the bed. The feeling at that time was really indescribable, first put on the small flower cotton jacket that my mother made for me, and then put on the flower coat outside, and asked my grandfather to help me tie the button around my neck with my little face. Then I put on the little flower cotton pants with a white rabbit on the trouser legs, and finally leaned back on the bed and asked my grandfather to help me put on the red striped velvet shoes made by my mother. I got out of bed and jumped twice and screamed: Oooh! Chinese New Year, Chinese New Year...... Let's go shoot it! At that time, Meimei didn't know what her surname was, so she washed her little face and smeared it with a little 'alabaster' to make her face fragrant. Leaning my back into my grandfather's arms, I asked him to re-tie my two little pigtails with the newly bought red head rope, and two more little red flowers behind me. Then he took out a broken lens that he usually picked up with eighteen petals, and stinked against his own little appearance. After breakfast, I followed the spring couplets behind my grandfather's buttocks with a reconciled pulp, and then put a firecracker...... Every family wears new clothes, sticks to the Spring Festival couplets, sets off firecrackers, hangs red lights, makes dumplings, kills chickens and fried fish, laughs and laughs, firecrackers thunderbolts, and feels that the New Year's flavor is strong. I walked in a flower dress, and my little buttocks twisted and twisted, like a little flower butterfly all over the street, and I couldn't find the north in a daze, and I would drill wherever there were more people on the street. I'm afraid that people won't know that I'm wearing a flower dress. Thinking back to that stinky little look at that time, it really hurts to make people laugh. It's good now, there is basically not much difference between the New Year and the New Year, and the long-lost New Year's flavor is long gone. If nothing else, just look at the current Spring Festival couplets, many places in the city do not post Spring Festival couplets, and the ones in the countryside are printed. When I was a child, every family posted handwritten Spring Festival couplets. Now there are ready-made ones, just take them and stick them on both sides of the door, and they don't look like they feel at all. When I was a child, my family began to be busy preparing for the Spring Festival couplets more than ten days before the Spring Festival, and I asked someone to write it on my behalf if I couldn't write it, so everyone in the village would shake a few brushes, and when it came to the end of the year, they would splash ink at home all day long. My grandfather's calligraphy was very good, so the neighbors asked my grandfather to help me write. Of course, it's not written in vain, and I will give something to you. Like a pound of candy and half a pound of melon seeds, and some brought a big bowl of meatballs. The meaning is good, and the better ones will also be sent three or four big apples. So when it comes to the end of the year, I can get a lot of mouthfuls. After running around for a day during the day, when I came back at night, I began to rummage through the cabinets to see if others had brought delicious food, and I jumped high and high happily when I turned over the delicious food. After dinner, my grandfather took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and started work again. I was there to help my grandfather sharpen the ink. His little face was often covered with ink, and sometimes he fell asleep on the edge of the table with a sugar cube in his mouth. As soon as my grandfather saw that I was asleep, he carried me to the bed with sleepy eyes and sent me under the covers. Then I went back to the table and wrote, and the next day I woke up to find a room full of red couplets...... It's like now, everything is ready-made, even dumplings and dumpling wrappers can be bought in the supermarket, and there is almost no one to feed them to their mouths. There are also plans to save trouble and go to the restaurant with the whole family. I feel that if I don't make dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve, I will never experience the taste and smell of the New Year. Chinese New Year's Eve is for the whole family to sit around and laugh and be busy. Now the New Year can not find the atmosphere of the New Year at all, in our countryside is a little better, although the New Year's flavor is not as strong as before, but after all, there are still a lot of quaint customs. When you get to the city, it's even worse, you can't even hear the sound of firecrackers. In the past, I also visited relatives and friends, but now I directly use WeChat to send New Year's greetings, give New Year's money, and directly use WeChat to send red envelopes, and I don't need to see each other. The food and clothing are the same as usual, and there will be a lot on Chinese New Year's Eve, which not only does not bring the smell of the year, but dilutes the taste of the year. In short, what to eat is not fragrant, what to watch is boring, and even many people are sent to the hospital for indigestion due to eating too much fish and meat because they have a wine field every day. With the great abundance of materials, people feel more and more bored and bored. I don't know what happiness is. In today's society, money is important, but if you blindly live for money, it is too tired, I feel that the life of too extravagance is not a kind of happiness, happiness is a cup of tea handed by the wife back home, is a comforting word of the lover, that is, the beloved son rushed to your arms and called a dad or a mom cordially. All in all, it was a very subtle feeling. Only delicate and affectionate people can understand it well. People say that if you don't know what suffering is, you don't know what happiness is, it's really such a reason, so I especially miss the poor years when I was a child and my grandfather depended on each other. It's a very real thing, unlike many middle school students today who line up in long lines to go to the countryside under the organization of the school to experience life. Their kind of experience is extremely superficial, even very boring, some things are not what you want to experience, you must be down-to-earth personal experience to understand, that kind of dragonfly experience is just a superficial article, go away with formalism, to put it bluntly, it is self-deception. Therefore, it is difficult to buy a hard life if you have money in these years. Only by deeply experiencing suffering can we better grasp the ...... happiness"

Zhicheng was well aware of what Xuelian said, and he rubbed his lips against her ear chakra, and put a gummy candy to her mouth to signal her to open her small mouth. Xue Lian took the candy that Zhicheng personally sent to her mouth, and said with a cute little mouth: "Such delicious candy, you can only eat it during the Spring Festival, it was called gummy candy at that time, and when it comes to the New Year, I will use the New Year's money in my pocket to buy gummy candy." At that time, it should be regarded as the most extravagant food, reluctant to eat in the arms, pressed under the pillow when sleeping at night, and sometimes woke up in the middle of the night to reach under the pillow and touch, for fear of being taken away by the old cat. I remember one time when my mother came to see me in the countryside and bought me five bags of gummies at once. At that time, I jumped high in a circle and threw myself into my mother's arms and kissed them with a smile, so that the little dirty snot rubbed my mother's face. You don't know that I can be buried when I am young, and I can use a lot of mud on my body as dung for two acres of land, but my mother is clean and spotless, and her demeanor is elegant and beautiful. I nicknamed my mom 'Big White Goose'. If my mother leads me down the street, it's like a clean goose with a little grizzled mouse next to it. Giggle......"

Zhicheng hugged her happily and sighed: "My good little sister, why are you laughing like this." You are so cute and simple, at first my brother thought you were a pampered city girl who was pampered since childhood, both willful and difficult. Through more than a year of getting along, I have deeply realized that you are an authentic rural girl, and you can even be said to be an authentic 'local specialty' in our countryside. That's the outer packaging! It looks slightly noble and foreign. ”