Unconsciously, the New Year is approaching, and Gaoyang City is full of New Year's flavor, and the roads are full of lanterns on both sides, and they are full of color.

Song Miao picked up two lanterns and walked to the door to hang them up, she looked at the ladder borrowed from the wholesale store next door, a little uneasy, reached out and shook it, the ladder creaked along with her movements, Song Miao thought about it and still felt not at ease, she couldn't be alone, she still had to shout Qingrou to come together.

Song Miao leaned against the wall and stretched her head into the store: "Qingrou, you come out, I need your help." ”

Lin Qingrou was carrying a bucket, holding a rag and was about to go to the bathroom to change a bucket of clean water, when she heard Song Miao shouting and she subconsciously responded: "Alas, what's wrong?" ”

"You come out, I need your help, hurry up." Song Miao looked at the lantern in her hand, this lantern is cheap and good-looking, and she will go to this place to buy a few more during the Lantern Festival.

Lin Qingrou responded, put the rag in the bucket, pulled a tissue, and walked out while wiping her hands clean, and saw Song Miao standing outside inexplicably with a lantern, with a ladder on the side, Lin Qingrou was a little blindsided, Song Miao still didn't hang it up?

"Miao Miao, why don't you hang up?" Lin Qingrou asked.

Song Miao smiled, approached Lin Qingrou and said in her ear: "Boss Huang's ladder is unstable, I can't do it myself, you help me hold it." After speaking, he put the lantern on the ground, climbed to the top of the ladder, and was very agile, and turned to Lin Qingrou and said, "Qingrou, help me hand it over." ”

Song Miao hung the lanterns skillfully, climbed and hung, and hung the two lanterns in less than a minute, she walked to the store and turned on the switch, and suddenly, the lanterns outside suddenly lit up, and the red lanterns were rotating and swaying with a few winds. Song Miao admired her masterpiece and said to Lin Qingrou, "Qingrou, this lantern I picked is good." ”

Lin Qingrou looked at the door of the store that was dyed a little pink by the light that suddenly lit up by the lantern, smiled, and praised Song Miao: "Miao Miao, I didn't expect you to be so skilled in this~ It's the same as a professional." ”

Song Miao looked proud and smiled: "Isn't it, I've been posting my family's couplets for many years." ”

Song Miao took out a few stickers from the shopping bag and said to Lin Qingrou: "Although the old people say that the word 'Fu' can only be pasted on the afternoon of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I think the two of us will not be available to come here that day, and it just so happens that the ladder is here, and I can paste it together, saving trouble." ”

"You continue to help me hold it, and I will post a few 'blessings' to bless the two of us with good luck and success in the new year, good luck is coming, and bad things are finished." Song Miao held the sticker in one hand, climbed the shelf with the other, and pasted one by one.

"Okay, the rest doesn't need it." Song Miao slowly climbed down, put away the ladder and returned it to the boss next door, and came back and continued to take the remaining stickers and stick them on the glass.

The Qinxin tea room was cleaned up by these two people, full of New Year's flavor, red ribbons dotted the ceiling around, countless small lanterns were connected into a string and hung on both sides of the tea cabinet, and the lights in the room were colorful, and it was beautiful in a flash.

The two sat idle at the tea table and drank tea, the two chatted with each other about a few interesting things recently, laughed out for a while, Lin Qingrou unconsciously thought of the similar situation of the two, and felt a little worried in her heart, it was Chinese New Year's Eve in a few days, if the child went to her grandparents' house, what would happen to Song Miao and her mother's house alone?

Lin Qingrou looked at Song Miao, her hands under the table kept clasping, and she wanted to stop talking: "Miao Miao, that ...... If the child goes to the grandparents' house, you will go back to your parents' house for the New Year, right? ”

Song Miao didn't expect her to talk about it suddenly, and she was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer her friend, so after a long time, she whispered: "The child is still young, I have his usual time, and I am satisfied, let him go back to meet his grandparents." The smile was inadvertently bitter.

Looking at her friend who pretended to be calm in front of her, Lin Qingrou also felt a little remorseful, why did she mention her sadness so suddenly, she and Jiang He, two people who are so affectionate, but they are separated by mistake between deep love and sweetness, which is really sad.

Lin Qingrou didn't dare to say more, so she had to slowly change the topic.

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Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, Du Zeming stared at the calendar on his phone with a bitter face and smoked a cigarette, and the smoke gathered over the office. From time to time, the assistant, who was sorting out the papers, peeked from behind his glasses at the president and the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the desk, silently bypassed the desk and went to the window to open the window. After six o'clock today, there will be a holiday, the New Year, the year-end summary has also been summarized, the annual plan has been planned, and the things that should be done have been done, what else can the president rest assured?

"Xiao Zhang, come over here." Du Zeming slammed the cigarette into the jar and shouted.

The assistant silently put down the documents in his hand, walked up to Du Zeming and stood up: "President, what do you want to order?" ”

Du Zeming asked with a serious face: "It's the New Year, what is the best gift for girls?" ”

Well, what's this serious new question? The assistant searched in his mind, and said to Du Zeming with some uncertainty: "President, can you try to take her on a trip?" Afraid that he didn't understand, the assistant added: "Many people go to Southeast Asia to travel to escape the cold during the Spring Festival, and girls seem to like it." ”

Du Zeming couldn't see any expression on his face, his face was cold as usual, and he asked the assistant to go down. The assistant was a little confused, so he could only silently retreat and continue to sort out the documents, whether the president accepted his suggestion or not, sighed, this man's mind is strange and difficult to guess.

"Going on a trip? Well, where to go? Du Zeming thought silently in his heart, I have to say that the assistant has done a good deed this time, and when he comes back from abroad, he will definitely be rewarded heavily. Du Zeming had never been to Southeast Asia either, so he didn't know where it was better, so he took out his mobile phone and checked it on the Internet.

Du Zeming entered the keyword, and a series of "best tourist destinations" recommendations immediately popped up on his mobile phone, Du Zeming swiped down and looked carefully little by little, and finally selected the tourist destination - Thailand.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Du Zeming drove quietly to Lin Qingrou's community, looking at the lights on the windows of her house, Du Zeming smiled with satisfaction, took out his mobile phone and called her: "Hey, Qingrou, I am at the door of your community, you come and pick me up." After finishing speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, although this was a little naïve, but he didn't have to worry about Lin Qingrou on the other side.

Lin Qingrou has been waiting for Du Zeming's call since she was twenty-nine, because she understands that on a festival like this, the Du family will not let Du Lin stay by her side, although she is reluctant she can only do this, when she received a call from him, her mood was a little low, and this day still came.

When Du Zeming hung up the phone, Lin Qingrou still didn't react, well, didn't he let Du Lin go to Du's house for the New Year? Li Shujun didn't say anything? What's going on this year, it's a bit of an anomaly.

Lin Qingrou gradually came back to her senses, what did he say just now? Well, what!! Chinese New Year's Eve Du Zeming is coming here to celebrate the New Year with her!! Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Lin Qingrou wanted to call back for a moment and tell him no, no, but she hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't do it.

Just think it's for Linlin!

Lin Qingrou put on a coat and went out to lead the way for the man. The entrance of the community was full of snow, Lin Qingrou walked very hard, seeing that the snow was past her ankles, and a few pieces fell into her snow boots, Lin Qingrou was a little bored, she was obviously staying at home well, Du Zeming had to make so many things.

Lin Qingrou took the rice cake in her hand and handed it to the doorman, greeting him with New Year's greetings, and the doorman thanked her, opened the door and let Du Zeming's car in.

"Thank you, uncle, and Happy New Year." Lin Qingrou beckoned to the uncle, got into Du Zeming's car and drove inside.

Lin Qingrou saw that the man in the driver's seat seemed to be in a good mood, and couldn't help but break the silence in the car: "Du Zeming, what do you mean by coming to my house today?" Lin Qingrou clasped her hands to her chest and stared at the man with a slight anger on her face.

Du Zeming was in a very good mood when he saw her coming down to greet him, pretending not to hear the anger in her words, and said with a smile: "You are there, I will celebrate the New Year there." ”

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Winter days are short, and it is snowy, and the night has long covered Gaoyang City.

After stepping off the train in the wind and snow, Song Miao returned to the county seat where she once lived on Chinese New Year's Eve for the first time after getting married. She didn't call the two elders in advance, and when she heard the doorbell ringing, Song's father, who was busy in the kitchen, hurriedly rushed out to open the door, and saw his daughter standing outside the door, and the two elders felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Miao Miao, you're back! Come on in! Father Song choked, reached out to take the luggage in Song Miao's hand, and beckoned her in.

Father Song shouted into the kitchen: "Wife, our Miao Miao is back!" After speaking, he poured a glass of water and brought it to Song Miao, and asked softly: "Miao Miao, coming back so far, it's very cold, Dad will open a small stove to warm you up." As he spoke, he wanted to run to the room and take it out, but Song Miao grabbed his hand in time and comforted: "Dad, I'm not cold, I'm just a little tired when I come back, I'll just sit for a while." ”

Song's mother rushed out of the kitchen, threw herself on the sofa and hugged her daughter and touched it, crying and saying, "Miao Miao, you have lost weight", "Miao Miao, why did you come back to see your mother for so long", a warm and touching picture.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, people were in a hurry under the lamp, but it was silent outside the window. The snowflakes that fall on the thick snow mattress seem to sound loud, making people feel even more silent.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, every household in the community is lit up, at this time there is no ban on firecrackers, the sound of firecrackers comes from all directions, Song Miao and her parents spent a happy Spring Festival in a table full of delicacies, Song Miao held a wine glass and smiled, as if returning to childhood, the same carefree.