Chinese New Year's Eve has just arrived, and the taste of the year is strong.

Early in the morning, the streets and alleys of Huadu were lively, and the people selling goods and greeting the New Year were mixed together, all shouting happily, and they couldn't tell one from the other.

At this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Song Zhao's two families hit it off and decided to enjoy it together.

The lights are on, and the dinner begins.

Song Mu and the two elders of the Zhao family sat side by side on the stage, Song Jue and Zhao Po sat on the right side and raised their hands, Wei Feng and Shuang'er each sat behind their masters, and Song Chen and Zhao Jin sat side by side on the left side of the dining room, followed by Gan Junliu.

"There are many happy events this year, the biggest of which is the marriage of Queer and Pur. Looking at them and the beauty of harmony, the old man was also happy in his body and mind. Song Mu said.

Meng Yunlan also said with a smile: "Isn't it." I worried a lot about Pur's marriage, and I was looking for young talents everywhere. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was they themselves who decided the marriage. ”

Zhao Songshi also said: "It's really a good thing to be assertive." ”

Meng Yunlan said: "That's right! Come on, come on, drink! ”

So they raised their glasses.

Before Zhao Po's mouth reached the wine glass, Song Jue gently pressed her hand.

She turned her head and looked at him pleadingly. The latter leaned into her ear and whispered, "I have something to do in the evening, I want to go out." ”

Zhao Po brought the wine glass to his lips: "Just drink a little!" It's really just a little bit, and it doesn't delay things. ”

Song Jue smiled helplessly and nodded.

Zhao Po hurriedly took a sip of wine, and then sighed intoxicatedly.

In my previous life, I often socialized, and I drank a lot of alcohol, and drinking alcohol was like drinking water. In this life, the original main body is of poor quality, and he can't drink much, so he can be regarded as suffocating.

Zhao Po put down his wine glass, but found that the atmosphere on the opposite side was delicate.

Zhao Jin said when he came here before that Song Chen has always avoided himself recently. The reason for this, Zhao Po guessed, was roughly related to the truth that Song Jue told before.

Zhao Po wanted to ask him directly before, but Song Jue stopped her.

He said that this matter was a knot in Song Chen's heart. If Song Chen and Zhao Jin want to last for a long time, they must first run in and create their own way of communication. This matter is not mixed with any misunderstanding, and it is inconvenient for others to interfere, so they can only solve it themselves.

In terms of human sophistication, Song Jue is indeed more thorough than Zhao Po. Zhao Po thought about it, and it was indeed this reason, so he gave up.

It's just that now it seems that this run-in has no effect for the time being.

Gan Junliu sat in a row with the troubled couple. She was not a lively person in the first place, but now that the atmosphere was awkward, she became more and more silent.

After a few glasses of wine, everyone at the banquet relaxed. Mother Song and the second elder of the Zhao family chatted speculatively, and the stage was very lively.

Zhao Po greeted Jun Liu in the air: "Jun Liu, sit down." ”

Jun Liu got up, saluted Song Chen and Zhao Jin, and walked to Zhao Po's side.

Zhao Po said: "Jun Liu, Song Jue and I are going to go out for a walk at night, and you can come together." ”

"Huh?" Gan Junliu looked up at the two of them and said, "No need, I don't want to disturb you." ”

Zhao Po smiled and said, "Don't bother." You and Shuang'er and Wei Feng will go, and Song Jue and I will walk in front. ”

Gan Junliu turned his head to look at the two people mentioned in Zhao Po's words: "That's also a little disturbing." ”

When Shuang'er heard this, her face turned red, and she hurriedly leaned over and grabbed Gan Junliu: "Don't disturb, don't disturb." Let's walk together, so we can be company. Wei Feng is so boring, and he is so bored with him. ”

Wei Feng's eyebrows slanted, and he didn't refute or agree, so he tilted his head and "hummed".

Gan Junliu smiled: "Okay, let's do it together." ”

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the three old people really did not stay with the younger generation, and after giving gifts to each other, they excused themselves to be tired and let the juniors out.

The people stood up and saluted.

After the older generation left, Zhao Po asked his sister: "Xiao Jin, we are going to go out for a walk, will you come together?" ”

"Okay, okay." Zhao Jin said in a hurry.

Song Chen got up and saluted: "I practiced martial arts for too long yesterday and rested late, and now I'm a little tired." Please allow me to retire first. ”

Zhao Jin's joy just now was gone, she bit her mouth, waved her hand like a fly, and said, "Retire, retire." At a young age, he is already an old man, and he can still be regarded as a martial artist? ”

Song Chen ignored it and went straight away.

Zhao Po sighed helplessly.

The group went out in twos and threes.

Zhao Po and Song Jue walked in the front, and the former asked, "Where are we going?" ”

"Hu's Street."

Just in the distance, everyone saw a blazing light.

When he arrived at the street, Rao is Zhao Po couldn't help but open his eyes wide and opened his mouth slightly.

The entrances of countless shops on both sides of Hushi Street are all hung with red lanterns, neat and neat, as far as the eye can see, how spectacular?

Zhao Po looked at the people around him, and his heart was infinitely warm: "What is this?" ”

Song Jue smiled: "It's just an activity jointly organized by the merchants of Hushi Street. ”

Zhao Po smiled: "Your shop is a little too much." ”

"It's not a store." Song Jue corrected, "It's money." ”

Zhao Po laughed: "Wonderful! ”

When I walked into Zhao Po, I found that there were still notes attached to these lanterns.

"It's ...... Riddles? ”

"Exactly. Madame, I have written my New Year's resolutions in this mystery. ”

Zhao Po leaned over to take a look and wrote:

The chess has not fallen for a long time, and the mountains have been rotten. ①

Chess, the intention to buckle the deception; Rotten Ke, do the solution of time for a long time.

Zhao Po slowly read out the riddle: "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." ”

The lights of the street were condensed in Song Jue's inky eyes, shining.

He smiled and said, "Medium." I wonder if my wish will come true? ”

Zhao Po thought for a while and said, "The front is easy and the back is difficult. ②”

Song Jue was puzzled at first, and then showed his face.

"前头", which is a polymeaning, actually indicates the first few strokes of the word "before".

"Easy" actually means "easy to disguise", that is, to change the form of the "front".

"Difficult to rear" is the same as "precedented".

Song Jue smiled knowingly.

"Exactly."

Zhao Po pretended to be surprised: "Have you guessed this?" ”

"Madame is going to reward me?"

"Naturally, there will be a prize." Zhao Po thought for a while, tilted his head and smiled evilly: "How about rewarding you for inviting me to supper?" ”

Song Jue smiled: "It's an honor." ”

"Which store do you own here?"

"Madame, just pick."

"Oh, today this is the discovery of conscience, so generous?"

"Not really. It's just that what Madame can see, it must be opened by me. ”

With a "poof", the tea that Zhao Po had just entered squirted out.

She was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "Shopkeeper Song, can you compensate me for this cup of tea?" ”

"Madame, where did you get this cup of tea?"

Zhao Po glanced at the shop next to him.

"Then take another cup, lady."

"Do you need to pay?"

"No, you don't."

“…… Great. ”

(1) The author of this mystery is Mr. Ren Pengwen.

(2) The author of this mystery is Mr. Wu Liu.

The source of both mysteries is the quintessence of China.

Thank you for being super invincible!