Qi Mingshu didn't listen to Lin Xiaoman's words, he didn't love Xiaomiao? Joke! If Xiao Miao hadn't disagreed, he would have ...... with her Ahem, he couldn't convince his family, and Xiao Miao wouldn't elope with him, which made him a little frustrated.

"I'm leaving." He was clearly driving people away, and Lin Xiaoman didn't stay long.

The thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve is coming soon.

Gao Jianjun left from work in the morning, Lin Xiaoman pasted the couplet and the word Fu alone, wiped the house, and threw the clothes he changed in the morning into the washing machine to wash and dry.

She began to bring out the dishes she was going to make for the evening.

It was noon when she was busy, and at noon she didn't deal with anyone, fried a dried chili fried pork slices, steamed an egg custard, steamed a bowl of rice, and had a full meal.

When I woke up from my sleep, there was a child outside with a small whip. She lay on the sofa and was stunned for a while, going to prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

Gao Jianjun was on duty at night, but he came back for dinner, so she had to do it earlier so that he could eat and go to duty.

Just two people, she made six dishes, four big hard dishes, four big hard dishes, pork slices, red stewed carp, stir-fried mutton, chicken stewed mushrooms, mixed with shredded cabbage vermicelli meat, and scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts.

When Gao Jianjun came back, she happened to make the dishes.

"It's just too late for me to come back." He said as he lowered his head and took off his shoes.

Lin Xiaoman hurriedly shouted: "Don't take off your shoes first, you go and put off the firecrackers before you come up." So saying, he went and got him a firecracker with a thousand shots.

Gao Jianjun asked, "When did you buy it?" Why didn't I see it? ”

"A few days ago." Lin Xiaoman said: "Go quickly, come back and eat." ”

Not only did she cook the meal, but she also wrapped the dumplings and cooked them in two plates.

He definitely can't come back to eat dumplings in the middle of the night, bring him some in an insulated lunch box, and eat two in the middle of the night to suit the occasion. You can have a late-night snack even when you're hungry.

"Xiaoman, you have worked hard this year, come, I will toast you."

Lin Xiaoman raised his glass with a smile, "You have also worked hard, come, I wish us better and better next year!" ”

Halfway through the meal, a call came from the bureau, and Gao Jianjun took the call and ran away. Lin Xiaoman looked at the table full of food, and sighed worriedly and gloomily.

Immediately afterwards, she said to herself, "New Year's Day, get up." ”

She sat down at the table by herself and ate slowly, very slowly, until six o'clock, before she finished the meal. Not only did I eat, but I also drank two beers.

Only then did he slowly clean up the table. Then, he brought out melon seeds, peanuts, candies and the like, as well as apples, oranges and frozen pears, and took homemade snacks, beef jerky and pork jerky made by himself, and set up a full coffee table.

Seeing that it was still early, I moved a wooden stool with a pot of tea and two teacups on it, and then leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa and watched TV.

This year, it seems that this night is the most laid-back.

She thought.

After earning a year's money and being tired for a year, it's time to take a good rest.

When she woke up in the morning, the TV was on, and there were rustling snowflakes on it, and she slept on the couch all night.

She rubbed her sore neck, looked at the mess in front of her, and was a little embarrassed, she seemed to be able to eat too much.

After cleaning up, it was already half past nine, and Gao Jianjun hadn't come back yet, so I didn't know if I could go back to the countryside today.

At half past ten, Gao Jianjun called, "Xiaoman, I can't go back, or you can take the car back in the afternoon!" ”

Lin Xiaoman remembered what Mother Lin said that morning, and she didn't really want to go back, she hesitated and said, "Otherwise, I won't go back, when you have time, let's go back together." ”

Gao Jianjun wanted her to go back.

For the Chinese New Year, just to have a family reunion, his parents must be looking forward to them going back, he can't go back because of work, so he naturally hopes that Xiaoman can go back.

"I've been busy these days, it's not certain that I can solve this case one day, what are you doing at home alone? Obedient, you will go back in the afternoon! Okay, I'm not going to tell you, I'm still busy......"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Lin Xiaoman's sentence "I won't reply" spit out.

She shrugged, and couldn't reply, if he didn't hear her.

She doesn't want to go back, being tired is secondary, anyway, it's like this once a year, the key is that she doesn't want to go back and bear everyone's eyes.

Lin Xiaoman was at home comfortably, and if she didn't want to go back, then call the old man to pay New Year's greetings!

Only the village department had a phone in the village, and no one was in the village department on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Gao's mother and Gao's father waited at home, and when the last bus arrived in the township for several hours, their necks were stretched and they didn't look back. "Didn't you say that you came back on the first day of junior high school? Did you hear it wrong? Gao's mother asked Gao's father.

Gao's father lit a cigarette, "Then how can you hear it wrong?" What I heard was really bright, it was the first year of junior high school. He took a hard breath, spat out the smoke ring and said, "Maybe I didn't catch the car, and I won't be ready to come back tomorrow." ”

In the second year of junior high school, I didn't wait for anyone.

In the evening, Feng Guichun said unhappily: "Mom, will my second brother and sister-in-law come back tomorrow?" It's been two days of waiting. Whether they come back or not, I'll have to go back to my mom tomorrow. ”

Niu Xiulan stuffed rice in her mouth, raised a hand and said, "There are still us and us, and we have to go back tomorrow." ”

Gao's mother waved her hand: "Let's go." ”

In the morning, Niu Xiulan and they all left, and Gao's mother kept looking at her watch, "You said, it's the third year of junior high school, and if you don't come back, you won't make a call?" It's really worrying. ”

As soon as the words fell, Sister Lin's family came.

Gao's mother hurriedly went out to welcome people in, and asked, "Did Jianjun call you?" Why haven't you come back yet? ”

Sister Lin was a little surprised: "Didn't come back?" I don't know wow, I haven't communicated with Xiaoman in a while. ”

Gao's mother was in her heart, and she lowered her head and thought for a moment, "Let's go, go to the village and give them a call." ”

She was just about to leave, the village party secretary walked over, "I happened to go home, by the way, I came over to tell you, saying that there was a case, Jianjun can't come back, these days, his daughter-in-law calls the village every day, this is not a New Year, and no one answers, just now I went over, just heard the phone ringing, it was also a coincidence, and it was a few minutes late and could not be answered." ”

Gao's mother exploded when she heard it, "What? Not coming back? If he doesn't come back, what about Xiao Man? ”

The branch secretary smiled: "Xiao Man also said that you must be in a hurry, but don't let her talk about it." He didn't come back, Xiaoman said that he had to cook for him at home, and he wouldn't come back. said that he would wait for the Jianjun to finish this battle, and then come back to see you. ”

Gao's mother's face was red, and the branch secretary walked on the front foot, and she scolded behind her.

"Jianjun has something, she has a fart business, and she cooks for Jianjun. When I don't know, Jianjun is busy, and she doesn't go home for a few days and nights, and she cooks, who knows who she cooks for whom......"

When she scolded here, she suddenly stopped, and said a little suspiciously: "You say, she won't have something, right?" ”

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