"Dad, do we have anything we haven't bought?" The warm hands are also in the hands of their own fathers, full of purchased New Year's goods.

"It's just as important as the most important thing." Comrade Wen Run went through the list of items to be purchased in his mind.

"What's missing?" A puzzled look.

"Couplet." Comrade Wen Run spat out two words.

"Then let's go buy it quickly, and we can go home after buying it." The sun had risen, hanging high in the sky, the crowds were crowded, the weather was gradually getting hotter, and the warm sound had brought a little tiredness.

"Bear with me a little longer, and we'll go back after buying the couplet." Comrade Wen Run heard the tiredness and inconspicuous anxiety between the warm words, and said comfortingly.

Wen Wen nodded silently, he was too tired.

Comrade Wen Run pulled Nuan, turned left and right, during which he passed by several stalls selling couplets, but did not stop, although Nuan was puzzled, but did not ask.

Finally stopped around a corner.

The location of the stall is in the noisy market, which is already a slightly remote area, but the business is not deserted, of course, it is not lively, no more, no less, just right.

The one who sells the couplets is an old man, who is plainly dressed, but he is clean and decent. Although there are traces of time on a pair of hands, they are slender and powerful, and the nails are smooth and rounded, which makes people feel good.

Comrade Wen Run squatted on the stall, picked out a couplet, and asked about the price.

At this time, Wen Wen noticed that the couplets on the old man's stall were different from the brightly colored and glittering couplets of other stalls.

On the red thick couplet paper, the pen is written with a few large characters, and the luster of metal, although it is not as dazzling as the other couplets, is more and more restrained and modest.

In addition to the golden large-character couplets, there are also ink-black large-character couplets, although the colors of the characters are different, but the same is a powerful pen, vigorous font.

The price of the couplet is not high, and after the old man received the money, he packaged the couplet and handed it to Comrade Wen Run, and smiled slightly.

There is no merchant's philistine, only a faint elegance, and it seems that the price of the couplet is geometric, and it is not much different to him.

Warmth suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded at the old man, and slowly walked out of the crowded market with his father and walked to the parking lot.

After getting in the car, Nuan asked his father.

"Dad, why are you so familiar with the road of that stall?" After fastening your seatbelt, look at your dad.

"And what do you think of the couplet?" Comrade Wen Run did not directly answer the warm question, but asked the warm question.

"The old man feels very comfortable, it's the kind of relatively peaceful feeling, the couplet, it's also very good, simple, generous." Wen Wen thought back to the old man just now and replied.

"Haha, that old man turned out to be a teacher, he wrote well, his children were also filial, the old man was old and couldn't be idle, so he wrote his own couplets to sell in the bazaar, and then used the money from the sale of couplets to donate anonymously to Hope Primary School every year."

Comrade Wen Run's tone was steady, with a touch of respect, and he slowly explained to Wen Wen sentence by sentence.

"As for why I am so familiar with the road of the stall and the old man, haha, there is also a reason, the old man's son, is your father and my classmate, and he shows off in the circle of friends as if he has nothing to do, and posts the words written by the old man. I've been buying couplets here almost every year, but you didn't pay attention to it before. ”

With Comrade Wen Run's explanation, Wen Wen nodded suddenly in understanding, no wonder, that temperament, as well as a restrained big character, Mr. Teaching, is really admirable.

When you are old, you don't forget your students, which makes people respect them even more.

Comrade Wen Run used his eyes to catch a glimpse of the little head that nodded warmly, as well as all the little expressions of thought, and smiled softly, with the love of his father and the love of his elders.

When I returned home, my mother had woken up, although it was still home clothes, but she was full of energy when she looked at it.

"Whew-Mom, I'm tired, let me drink water."

Nuan put the full things in his hand on the table, lied to his mother, and drank it in a big gulp with a glass of water.

The water temperature is just right, about 60 degrees, which is neither hot nor stomach-hurting.

The mother is in the details, and she also takes good care of the family.

A family of three sorted the purchased New Year's goods and put them away, Ms. Xu Wanyan, looking at the warm and slightly tired little expression, distressed and let the warmth go back to the room to rest for a while.

Wen Wen returned to the room and sat on the big bed, in fact, he was not sleepy, or his feet were a little weak.

I didn't have time to take out my mobile phone at noon, as soon as the mobile phone was opened, Xiang Yang's message popped up, and the mobile phone was in vibration mode, and it rang "buzzing" for a long time.

Sunflower: Good morning, you woke up earlier than me today (smiling expression)

Sunflower: What a coincidence, I also want to buy New Year's goods (kissing expression)

An hour later, it was the third message.

Sunflower: I'm almost out of purchases, how are you doing over there?

Sunflower: Didn't you bring your phone? (A begging hug)

Half an hour after the time interval.

Sunflower: I'm done shopping, and I'm going home

Sunflower: I wonder how you're doing

Sunflower: Don't forget the Xiang Yuhe on the shore of Dabie Lake

After reading all the messages sent by Xiang Yang, his eyes fell on the three words "Xiang Yuhe", and his eyes were crooked.

He muttered something in his mouth. "It's been a long time since this stalk, it seems that it's still the stalk I used when you pit me for running at night......"

Warm reminiscences, complaining, this person will not say everything he does, but he will always do the most, remember his hobbies, remember his habits, remember what he said.

Yes, Xiang Yang used one sentence to successfully move the warmth.

Holding the phone, thinking about it, the fingertips danced on the screen.

Give me warmth: I just came back and bought a lot of things

Give Me Warmth: What are you doing now? Xiang Yu Heyo on the shore of Dabie Lake~

It was not too many seconds after the message was sent, and I received a reply.

Sunflower: Are you tired, you have been gone for so long, what are the gains?

Give me warmth: I'm tired and it's okay, I met an old man who sells couplets, admire

Xiang Yang sat on the sofa in the living room, and when he saw the message of the warm reply, he actually used the word "admiration", what did he see?

The two of them chatted with each other, sharing their respective places and homes, the lively customs of the New Year, and what they saw, heard and felt.

Everything was arranged for the best, and it seemed that the two were not too far apart, it seemed that it was only the distance between the dormitories on campus.

After all, when there are loved ones together, the end of the world is only a stone's throw away.