In the days when the spring flowers are blooming, there is no beloved girl around me, and the original taste is lost.

The evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve is the warmest day of the year, when the whole family gathers around a table to eat, reunite, and enjoy the family.

Many people have this feeling, and Li Youbin is the same, although some unpleasant things have happened, but it has also affected the mood for a while, and he is still very happy in the following time.

During the day, I was urged by my father to write a few couplets, and I stood on the door to take a look, and I was instantly wrapped in a strong New Year's flavor.

There are many things that their family pays attention to during the New Year, such as the first thing on the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve - picking up the ancestors.

The so-called ancestor picking up means that at about five or six o'clock on Chinese New Year's Eve, the men of each family go to the ancestral hall of Lijia Village to bring back the spiritual seat of their ancestors, and then put it on the table opposite the living room lobby and the door.

Picking up ancestors is a very troublesome matter.

Li Youbin, who was very early, began to pack some things for his ancestors, incense, candles, firecrackers, paper money, etc.

When he went to the ancestral hall of the Li family, he brought these things to his father, and when he got to the place, he found the spiritual seat of his grandfather, grandfather and grandmother, and the men of the whole family knelt on the ground, and his father and uncle burned paper and incense in front.

When the paper money is burned out, kowtow to the ground, and you can go back with the spiritual positions of several ancestors.

After going back, put the spiritual seat on the table, and then burn incense and kowtow, and this link of receiving the ancestors is completed.

After that, it's time for the reunion dinner.

The reunion dinner is also particular, and the table must be moved to the table where the spiritual seat is placed, and the family sits around the table and serves the food.

You can't rush to eat all the dishes, you have to pick a few chopsticks from each dish and put them on the ancestors' table with rice, which they call "offering rice".

After this series is done, the family begins to eat.

This night's meal is quite hearty, and there are chicken, duck and fish that are not usually eaten.

Li Youbin didn't eat much, and he stopped after eating seven minutes full, not because he didn't want to eat, but because he had to eat dumplings at twelve o'clock in the evening, which was a must for the New Year.

The Chinese New Year is quite comfortable and the mood is good, but there are always some people who are not so emotionally intelligent and like to spoil this atmosphere.

When Li Youbin opened his mobile phone and saw the news in the work group of the Secretariat Department of the Literary Society, his face darkened: "All the officers have an article about 'filial piety', asking for more than 1,000 words, give it to me before nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and you will bear the consequences if you can't see anything!"

For this situation, Li Youbin is really quite speechless, if the so-called filial piety is not to eat with his parents on Chinese New Year's Eve, but to write some words praising his parents in a high-sounding manner, then what is the point?

He actually admires the emotional intelligence of the secretary department, obviously Chinese New Year's Eve is a very happy day, but he was poured cold water by her.

After experiencing this incident, Li Youbin also completely lost his favor with the Literary Society, which did not seem to be of any help to some people to improve their etiquette and culture, and would only urge them every once in a while.

The press release is not about literature, but about the praise of the school.

Li Youbin hates this kind of thing, as if a society closely related to literature has lost the arrogance that a literati should have, and flatters all day long.

That's when he decided to quit the Literary Society.

The secretary of the department is very anxious about the draft of this "filial piety", but Li Youbin didn't plan to write it, he shouldn't have a job tonight, not to mention that he has to accompany a few buddies to play cards?

Leaning on the sofa, Li Youbin became more and more angry, and it was impossible to scold them for the minister, after all, the injury and harmony on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve were not good, and after thinking about it, he decided to say something.

The space was opened and posted a long list of narratives about the incident and dissatisfaction with the work arrangements of the Literary Society.

To Li Youbin's surprise, not long after he finished sending this talk, he received a call from Lu Chaoling.

"Li Youbin, you have a lot of emotions tonight."

A familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Alas, don't mention it, you're also from the Literary Society, don't you have any opinions on this kind of thing?"

"Of course there are opinions, I don't know what kind of nerves Xiao Tao has, the Chinese New Year's Eve affects people's mood."

"It's just sick."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, I didn't call to listen to your complaints." Lu Chaoling was a little impatient, "I haven't seen you for a month, don't you miss me?" ”

"Yes, why don't you want to, I think about you all the time."

"Cut, you just blow it, and you don't call me for so long and say you miss me."

"I'm not afraid you'll be busy." Li Youbin smiled and said panicked.

He really didn't call Lu Chaoling after the holiday, not because he didn't want her, he was afraid that he would be immersed in the sweetness of talking to her every day if he called her more often, and he didn't want his entire vacation to be spent thinking about her.

There is a good saying: after a long time, it slowly becomes indifferent.

And the fact is that this is also the case, after not contacting for a month, Li Youbin really doesn't think about Lu Chaoling so much, only occasionally when he is alone, he thinks about her every time, every time he lights a cigarette, looks at her photos in his mobile phone and recalls the bits and pieces he has experienced with her.

Sometimes laughing alone, sometimes crying alone.

When he felt that there was no need for her presence all the time in his life, she called.

Sometimes life is like this, tormented in thoughts, and unable to get rid of this torment.

"Did you miss me?" Li Youbin still asked the question he wanted to ask the most in a mocking tone.

"Guess."

"You guess I don't guess."

"I guess you guess."

"Don't make a fuss, tell me if you miss me."

"Let's think about it, I don't particularly want to, I don't want to, without you, I'm really not used to it."

Hearing the answer he wanted to hear, the emotion in Li Youbin's heart could no longer be described in words, if he had to find an adjective, it would be a happy flower.

I talked to Lu Chaoling on the phone for about ten minutes, and I told some interesting things that they encountered during the holiday.

When he hung up the phone, listening to the "beep" sound coming out of the mobile phone, Li Youbin was a little lost, he always felt that time passed quickly when chatting with Lu Chaoling, which may be the reason why the so-called true love is like water - the time with the person he really loves passes as fast as water.

He also had a lot of feelings.

The Spring Festival is the end of the old year and the beginning of the new year.

This is a festival that heralds all good things, but in this beautiful festival, only the best and most important person in life is missing.