I haven't seen him for a while, and Wu Zheng is like two people before. He grew his hair long, and he permed it, and a few strands of curly hair hung down in front of his eyes. He wore a leather jacket with his arms open, and the shirt inside was half pressed into his pants and half pulled out at will.

If Wu Zheng was a handsome and dashing son-in-law in the past, the current Wu Zheng is a slick and slick son.

Even if Zhang Nanyan was anxious about Lin Dong's sudden departure, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Sister Xiaoyan, don't be stunned! Now I find that I am much more handsome than Kobayashi! ”

Lin Dong didn't have the heart to listen to him brag, and said, "Stop playing with your mouth, open the trunk quickly." ”

"Okay." Wu Zheng pressed it next to the car, and the trunk slammed open.

Lin Dong put the suitcase into the trunk, and then opened the passenger door.

"Xiao Nan, go back, I'll pager you when I arrive."

Zhang Nanyan wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Dong had already turned around and sat in the car.

"I'll go, what kind of smell is this choking people."

"It's a perfume! Xiao Linzi, you said that you don't understand the customs so much, how can you fall in love, isn't this wronged my sister Xiaoyan? Don't even have a parting Kiss? ”

Lin Dong scolded Wu Zheng and looked out of the car embarrassedly: "Xiao Nan......"

Zhang Nanyan approached the car window: "Brother Lin, pay attention to safety on the road, and send me a pager when you get home." ”

Lin Dong's eyes showed warmth and reluctance, he stretched out his hand from the car window, stroked Zhang Nanyan's cheek, and then held her hand and shook it hard.

"Xiao Nan, you must take care of yourself alone, lock the door at home at night, go out with Bai Jing and them when you have time, don't save. By the way, you have the money. ”

"No, I have money......"

"I don't have to spend money when I get home, you take it, don't let me worry."

Lin Dong reluctantly let go of his hand: "You wait for me, I'll come back after the family affairs are dealt with, and if it goes well, I'll be back before the tenth day of the new year." ”

Zhang Nanyan nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Wu Zheng, let's go."

The car started and quickly drove out of Zhang Nanyan's sight.

Zhang Nanyan walked back.

A couple greeted you. The boy was holding a suitcase in one hand and a large bag of snacks, and the other hand was holding the girl's hand.

When the girl is sad, the boy keeps telling jokes to make her happy.

The more the boy teased the girl, the more sad she became, and finally the girl started crying. The boy stopped and stood in the middle of the road to coax the girl.

Zhang Nanyan happened to pass by them, and heard the boy's soft voice comforting.

"Don't cry. It's just a month off, and soon we'll be together again. I call you every day, text you every hour, miss you every minute, and make sure you sneeze non-stop. ”

The girl cried and laughed: "I don't want to part with you." ”

The boy took the girl into his arms and kissed her as if no one was around.

Zhang Nanyan walked past them, walking and walking, tears flowed out.

Zhang Nanyan embarrassedly told Zheng Fan that she didn't need to take leave anymore and hoped that she could continue to work during the Chinese New Year.

Zheng Fan looked at her gently and said, "That's just right." I'm worried that only the two of us will be lonely for the New Year, so it's great that you can stay. ”

Zhang Nanyan's heart was warm. Zheng Fan is such a warm person, he will never look at her with sympathy, will not deliberately comfort, will only treat her equally and respectfully. Getting along with him, Zhang Nanyan felt like a spring breeze, and unconsciously felt a sense of trust and closeness.

Xia Baiping happily took Zhang Nanyan's hand and said, "Xiaoyan, you can move here and live, so you don't have to run around every day." ”

Zhang Nanyan didn't expect Xia Baiping to propose like this, so she hurriedly refused: "No, no." I live not far from here, so I won't delay my efforts. ”

"You are alone, you go back at night and are lonely, cold and lonely, just move here and live, let's celebrate the New Year together, more lively."

Zhang Nanyan excused herself and refused to accept it.

Xia Baiping looked at Zheng Fan: "Lao Zheng, help me persuade me." ”

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "Yanzi, you can move here." There was originally a room for a nanny to live in at home, and you can live in it after cleaning it up. This way you won't have to run back sooner or later, and we can rest assured. Again, let's have a lively New Year. ”

Zhang Nanyan finally nodded: "Hmm." ”

Zhang Nanyan moved into the Zheng family, and the always quiet home gradually became popular.

The New Year is approaching, and Zhang Nanyan is busy cleaning and preparing food every day.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, after lunch, Zhang Nanyan began to prepare to boil laba porridge.

She went to the vegetable market yesterday and bought all the ingredients--- yellow rice, white rice, Jiang rice, millet, water chestnut rice, chestnuts, red beans, red dates, peach kernels, almonds, melon seeds, peanuts, pine nuts, and raisins.

She sat in the sunlight of the living room, carefully selecting materials.

The white rice, the yellow rice, the red beans, the black beans, one by one, danced between her fingers, like pearls, like agate......

“…… Laba porridge to drink for a few days,

Twenty-three ......"

In the countryside, after entering the wax moon, the children are waiting for the New Year.

The lines on the foreheads of the adults were blown deeper by the northwest wind, and one hand could not resist the cold winter wax moon, full of ravines and ravines.

Dad gritted his teeth and rushed to do one more job before the year.

The mother read and scolded, and her rough hands steamed out flower buns and fried meatballs.

The corners of the grain ring are swept up, and large and small beans, good and bad rice grains are poured into the pot, and there are as many kinds of cooking as they are. The firewood burns out the fire, smokes the smoke, and boils out the fragrant grain incense, which wafts with the cooking smoke. The dialect of the north is particularly loud and rough in the howling north wind--- "Go home and eat Laba porridge!" ”

"Twenty-three, sugar melon sticky, twenty-four, sweeping the house......"

Suddenly, Zheng Fan's voice came in.

Zhang Nanyan was startled and quickly stopped.

Zheng Fan came out of the study and said with a smile: "I haven't heard this nursery rhyme for a long time. ”

Zhang Nanyan asked curiously: "Do you also know this children's rhyme?" ”

"That's nature, and I grew up in the countryside. When I was young, I also sang nursery rhymes and looked forward to the New Year. ”

"Children, children, don't be greedy, after Laba is the New Year,

Laba porridge for a few days, mile la la twenty-three,

Twenty-three sugar melons sticky, twenty-four sweep the house,

Twenty-five grind tofu, twenty-six go to buy meat,

Twenty-seven slaughtered roosters, twenty-eight handfuls of hair,

Twenty-nine steamed steamed buns, thirty children stay up for a night at night,

The first and second days of junior high school are all over the street!

Ha ha......

Hee-hee......"

The two of them sang the last line together and laughed together.

The laughter spread to the bedroom, Xia Baiping came out in a wheelchair, and she saw Zheng Fan and Zhang Nanyan talking and laughing.

He smiled heartily, and the way he was in the old was back to him. He has always been a handsome and dashing man, he scolded Fang Xuan when he was young, and in middle age, he has always maintained a tall and handsome manner, and he has an elegant demeanor, such a man makes Xia Baiping love to the bone marrow, so much so that he would rather torture each other than be willing to let go!

She tried to forget the gloom in her heart and smiled hard: "What are you talking about?" ”

"We're talking about the folk customs of the Spring Festival...... Did you know that in addition to nursery rhymes, there are many ancient poems that vividly describe the customs of the year? Zheng Fan replied to Xia Baiping, and then turned to Zhang Nanyan.

"The annual warmth of the wax day is still far away, and this year's wax day freeze is completely gone.

Invasion of snow color and daylilies, leaking spring light with wicker.

Indulge in alcohol and get drunk at night, and return home to the Zichen Dynasty.

The lip fat face medicine follows the grace, and the emerald tube silver baby goes down to the nine skies.

This is Du Fu's "La Ri". There is also 'the sound of firecrackers in the one-year-old except, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. ’……”

"I will write this poem, 'In addition to the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. It's Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri""

"Not bad. Little Swallow, you should go back to school. ”

Xia Baiping tried to laugh and try to join them. But why is she already laughing so hard, but her heart is getting more and more bitter?

She herself forgot that she was a flower of the Chinese department back then, and she and he always chanted poetry on the shore of the unnamed lake, kissing and hugging under the willows.