On February 8, 2002, Jianping Sports School was closed for the Spring Festival.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Su Zu finished cleaning up in the dormitory, and then left the school to take the bus to the long-distance bus station.

It takes about three hours to drive from Jianping City to the county seat of Wuxing County, and then it takes about forty or fifty minutes for the county seat to transfer to the township bus, and there are no waves all the way.

When Su Zu arrived home, it was almost 12 noon, his father Su Yuanhua and mother Ye Qingmei were preparing New Year's goods, and the two couples were making paste (gāo) cakes.

Wuxing County here to eat a lot of food during the New Year, especially not more than ten years later, the market shops sell everything, most of the families now do it themselves, if there are children at home, they will make more rare snacks as snacks.

Typical cakes include rice cakes, paste cakes, mille-feuille cakes, lantern cakes, box cakes, mountain date cakes, etc., as well as various melon seeds, sunflower seeds fried by themselves, and home-grown peanuts. The foreign ones will also make their own shaqima and the like.

Seeing Su Zu enter the door, Ye Qingmei couldn't hide her joy, she didn't care that her hands were still stained with glutinous rice flour for making paste cakes, and she looked up and down while pulling Su Zu's clothes, with a fog in her eyes.

"It's dark, it's tall, it's strong, it's good, it's good."

"Na, you have glutinous rice on your hands, and you have stuck to your son." Su Yuanhua watched Ye Qingmei pull Su Zu for a long time, and reminded.

"If you want to take care of it, I will wash my own son's clothes." Ye Qingmei replied dissatisfiedly, and slowly let go of Su Zu. Su Yuanhua didn't say a word when he listened, and he was busy laughing on the side.

Su Zu remembered that when he went home for the first time in college for the Chinese New Year, his mother also pulled him like this, and his heart was rolling for a while, and he only felt that God treated him well, and he lived again, which allowed him to stand up and chase his dreams, and also relived this rare family affection.

"Hungry, eat first, I knew you would be home today, and I would have killed that big muscovy duck." While preparing a meal for Su Zu, Ye Qingmei chattered about the shortcomings of various parents.

"Mom, these may not be enough, I'm like a rice bucket now, maybe I can eat." Su Zu looked at the food served on the table, and smiled bitterly helplessly, he had a large amount of food, the energy consumption after practicing sports, and the various qualities of attribute point improvement all needed nutrition, and the food was really not ordinary.

"Half the size, eat the poor man." Su Yuanhua smiled and agreed.

Ye Qingmei suddenly stopped, and kicked Su Yuanhua viciously, "Su Yuanhua, what do you mean, you big man doesn't expect you to make any money, and you can't even eat your son, right?" ”

"I'm laughing." Su Yuanhua shrunk his neck and muttered in a low voice.

Ye Qingmei turned her head to Su Zu and said, "What rice bucket, don't talk nonsense." If the food is not enough, I will give you fried rice cakes, young man, it is good to be able to eat it. ”

In the countryside, there is still a simple concept, people who can eat are good, have good health and good labor, and can earn money to support the family.

After he went to high school and college in his previous life, on the one hand, he felt inferior to his family conditions, and on the other hand, he always felt that his parents' ideas were too outdated and could not keep up with the times.

And this time, Su Zu cherished it very much, and talked about some things that happened at school and the training inside and out, so that his parents could rest assured and believed that he could take care of himself. I also listened to my parents gossip, and planned to be happy in the future.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Su Zu helped Su Yuanhua paste the Spring Festival, and was busy burning the fire in the kitchen.

Chinese New Year's Eve rice is dumpling-making, in fact, in the southern Wuxing County, there is no custom of making dumplings for Chinese New Year's Eve rice. It's just that Su Yuanhua was a soldier when he was young, and he ate pasta for a few years, so he got better. During the New Year's holidays, I will make dumplings and make some steamed buns, flower rolls and the like.

In his previous life, Su Zu basically didn't manipulate these, and he either burned a fire or went out, and was often kicked out of the kitchen by his parents. It wasn't until later that I worked and made a living in a foreign country alone, and the guys in the various kitchens could even figure it out.

"It's really sensible."

Su Yuanhua and Ye Qingmei watched Su Zu follow them busy, and they felt indescribable relief in their hearts. Since October, it feels like this son, who has grown up under their wings since childhood, has grown up all at once.

It's no longer good to talk and can't listen, I will play with my parents, I don't think about where to play every day, or I just know how to watch TV with my legs crossed, but I will take the initiative to help, do housework, chop wood, burn fire, serve tea and pour water, and I am willing to do everything.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the family sat together to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Su Yuanhua and Ye Qingmei also gave Su Zu a red envelope, Su Zu happily accepted, there was not much money, but this New Year's money had been lost for a long time.

There are also a few Su Zu's hair children in the middle to find Su Zu to go out to play, according to the habits of the previous life, Su Zu New Year's Day, after eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, ran out and hung outside with a group of children. Either firecrackers, playing cards and chess, and occasionally going to the town's game room to play games. Because it's a big holiday, parents won't care.

However, Su Zu did not go out this time, but honestly watched the Spring Festival Gala with his parents at home. Uncle Benshan's shoehorn face is very marketable in the north and south, and Guo Donglin and Feng Gong's cross talk "On and Off the Stage" of the Olympic Games made Su Zu sigh a little. The 2008 Beijing Olympics began to warm up in the 2002 Spring Festival Gala.

During the period, I also told my parents that I would go to the province to participate in the competition after the year, which attracted the advice of the second elder.

The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year, and in the sound of crackling firecrackers, the old year passes and the new year begins.

On the morning of the first day of the first lunar month, Su Zu simply did a few sets of push-ups, moved his body, and was dragged by his mother Ye Meiqing to Qinglong Temple to burn incense.

In fact, there are few pure Buddhists in Yangping Town, and most of them are trying to get a good fortune and seek peace of mind. I hurriedly burned a pillar of incense, donated another 10 yuan, and came back.

In the second and third years of junior high school, I went to relatives for the New Year, and my uncle, aunt, and aunt also faintly heard that Su Zu gave up studying and went to practice sports. Nowadays, people naturally ask more questions in person.

Su Zu was a good student in his generation at that time, and when he had the best grades in junior high school, he was able to rank one or twenty in Yangxin Middle School and have the opportunity to be admitted to Wuxing No. 1 Middle School.

He gave up reading, and his relatives and friends discussed it with regret or approval, expressing their views on the future of education.

Su Zu smiled throughout the whole process, others were either for or against, the road has already gone out, don't think about turning back.

After worshipping the New Year in a circle of elders' homes, the day has also reached the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Su Zu packed up his things at home and prepared to go back to the sports school.

The coach had already explained that he had a place to participate in the 100-meter race of the track and field invitational competition, and he had to go back to school for training on the sixth day of the first lunar month.