(The storyline is completely fictional, the official must not sit in the right seat, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence)

In China, you can feel from the street scene under the street lamps that the city is welcoming the Spring Festival.

Under the warm light of the room, Chen Dongliang is quietly at home, helping her parents clean up to welcome the Spring Festival.

Jinghao's father looked up at the quartz clock: it was 9 o'clock, he asked Chen Dongliang to rest quickly, calculate the time in Jinghao over there in the UK, minus eight hours: at 1 o'clock at noon, he should neither go to class nor eat, and Jinghao has no nap habit. He urged Chen Dongliang to send her a WeChat video invitation, and the whole family chatted with Jing Hao on video.

Oxford, England, Jing Hao is walking down the street of the corn market in the center of the city.

As the snow fell, she took shelter in a café, ordered a hot chocolate drink, and watched the corn market street among the snowflakes outside the glass wall when she suddenly received a video invitation.

The UK holiday is different from the Chinese holiday, the winter vacation in the UK is relatively fixed, mainly the Christmas holiday, unless the Spring Festival is early that year, otherwise Chinese students can only rush back to class before the Spring Festival. Jing Hao was originally a little sad because she couldn't stay at home to accompany her parents for the New Year, but she saw from the video that Chen Dongliang cared so much about taking care of her parents, and she was a little reluctant and said a few words of thanks.

Her father asked her about the situation after she returned to Oxford: "After you went back, you didn't say a few words in our video, and you reported that you were safe, and now you have been back for a short time, and everything is good?" ”

Jing Hao said: "It's all good. ”

At this time, outside the window of the café, there were snowflakes flying in the sky, and a few locals walked through the snowflakes on the street, quietly turned around and pointed the camera at the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, showing their parents and Chen Dongliang the street scene in the heavy snow.

Suddenly, from the screen of her mobile phone, she saw that in the distance, Harry was turning out of a small road with a big bag on his back and a few books, and he was waving to someone in a trance. Jing Hao didn't even forget to say goodbye to his parents, so he pushed open the wooden door of the café and waved at him, subconsciously going in the direction of Harry......

Jing Hao turned around and pushed the door in disappointment, sat back down in the café, and continued to video chat with her family, although she was talking to them, her eyes were always staring at the heavy snow outside, looking out of the glass wall, but even she didn't know what she was looking at......

After the WeChat video chat, Jinghao's mother looked at Chen Dongliang, and suddenly remembered the scene she saw in the supermarket, she glanced at Chen Dongliang, thinking that she must ask him today.

Mom turned around and said to Dad: "Lao Guo, you take the fruit that Dongliang just brought to the north balcony and put it, the room is too warm and easy to spoil." ”

As soon as Dad left, Jinghao's mother opened her words: "Xiao Chen, your mother usually goes to the supermarket to buy things, right?" You don't want to go with your dad, do you? ”

Chen Dongliang said: "I sometimes go along the way. ”

Mom said, "You're used to going to this Aeon near us, right?" The last time I saw you, it's been a long time, almost a month. But you seem to be with a colleague, a woman. ”

I didn't want Chen Dongliang's mobile phone to ring at this time, and his parents called, as if there was something at home that they couldn't find, and asked him if he knew where to put it. Chen Dongliang didn't hear the last words of Jinghao's mother.

Jinghao's father hurriedly asked Chen Dongliang to go home: "Xiao Chen, it's past nine o'clock, hurry up and go home, I'll come to work after work, and I won't go back to help your parents busy the New Year." How embarrassed we are! Go home and say hello to your parents on our behalf! ”

Jinghao's mother got up and said, "You can take half of the fruit home, don't give it all to us, we won't be able to eat it and it will be spoiled." ”

Chen Dongliang said: "No, Auntie, we have a lot of food at home, we can't eat at all, my parents have sent some from the unit, and recently someone has gone to the house every day to deliver fruits." ”

As soon as Mrs. Chen entered the office, she still had a tired face and a pair of big dark circles, so she got busy, turned on the computer, handled emails, answered the phone, and made an appointment to meet people......

Chinese New Year's Eve arrived, near Jinghao's home, inside and outside the community, just close to the evening, there was the sound of firecrackers everywhere, filled with the festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival. Once a year, as soon as the firecrackers sound during the New Year, everything seems to be jubilant. The courier guys on the road are gone, and they probably want to go home for the New Year.

In Oxford, it's just a normal afternoon, but there are some decorations about the Chinese New Year hanging in the streets, especially in the Chinese community, but not too many and not too eye-catching. But as long as Chinese pass by, they will take a few more looks.

Harry was watching BBC news at home, and there were good things and bad things about China, and there were many bad things: the Spring Festival, the highways were not smooth, the attractions were dirty and messy, and the Spring Festival drove China's consumption growth, and so on...... However, because of China's rapid development and increasing wealth, it should not be underestimated, and the leaders of various countries have also congratulated China on the Lunar New Year to Chinese people around the world through televised speeches: Obama, Cameron, Merkel, all flashed a few times in the picture......

In Trafast Square, London's Picdiri business hub, electronic advertising screens flicker, scrolling with Chinese New Year elements.

Chinese restaurants in London and Oxford are offering offers to celebrate Chinese New Year; Even McDonald's has a set meal related to the Chinese New Year......

On the day of Chinese New Year's Eve, at 7 o'clock in the evening in China, it was more than 11 o'clock in Oxford, Mr. Chen, Mr. and Mrs. Bai, the girl and Ruoshi had dinner together in the restaurant, Ruoshi also deliberately opened the laptop, and played the Spring Festival Gala through the Internet, everyone still according to the old habit, each person offered a dish, Mr. Chen "boom boom" opened Tsingtao beer bought from the small supermarket next to him, French Bordeaux red wine, and found out China to bring a bottle of Moutai with half leftover, took out a few bottles of colorful fruit wine from the refrigerator, and was very busy......

While celebrating together, they each held their mobile phones or iPads, chatting with their relatives in China and wishing each other......

Mr. Chan asked Mrs. Chan what she was doing, and Mrs. Chan said that she was in the office and she wished all the roommates at 28 Haydry Road a Happy New Year! Everyone turned their heads and said hello to Mrs. Chen! ……

On both sides of the gate of 28 Haydry Road, Mr. Chen hung two big red lanterns in advance, not only at 28 Haydry Road, but also in every corner of Oxford City, especially in the Chinese-populated communities around Summer Town and Cowley Road......

On the second floor of the Centre for Oriental Studies at the University of Oxford, four or five Chinese scholars, their families and students, about a dozen people, are sitting around on a bean paste-colored velvet sofa, waiting together to watch the Chinese Spring Festival Gala. There were a few women scholars or the wives of scholars, holding children in their laps and candy in their hands. There are many Chinese snacks and drinks on the coffee table, and a red banner with large yellow letters on it hangs on the wall behind the large thin-screen TV: "Oxford Chinese Student Association Spring Festival Party".

The British media is also paying more attention to the Chinese New Year than in previous years. But for the vast majority of Britons, it's just a normal day.

Harry had a simple lunch at home, and when he wanted to make a pot of hot black tea, he found that the glass jar for the tea bag was empty, so he turned on the TV, put on his coat and went out the door, and walked to the supermarket next door. Along the way, he also saw some elements of the Chinese New Year - a family with Spring Festival couplets and lanterns; A Chinese mascot hangs in the window of a bookstore......

When I got home, I saw that the BBC news was still broadcasting the news of the Chinese New Year - the Year of the Goat, followed by a message, that is, the major luxury brands in Europe and the United States have been fully prepared to welcome the Chinese tourists who flocked to China during the Spring Festival holiday, Chinese tourists bought more than 102 billion US dollars in 2013, more than one-third of the world's luxury goods, in 2014 bought more than 106 billion US dollars of more than 50% of the world's luxury goods, in 2015, will rush to a new high, Yunyun; In addition, after Alibaba's listing in the United States, it has made remarkable development achievements, but the American media believes that the problem of counterfeit goods has always been a big problem plaguing Alibaba......

Harry was boiling water in the kitchen and making tea, listening to these news, some were surprised, and some things did not understand, such as fakes, which were translated as fake brand products in the BBC news program, Harry couldn't figure out how there were so many "fakes"? Who are they sold to? Is there such a big market demand? The "real goods" of luxury goods just mentioned in the news are in full swing, and they are also bought by Chinese, so who buys these "fakes" that imitate famous brands? Can Chinese really buy things, consume a lot of expensive luxury goods, and buy so many counterfeit goods? He was a little confused and shook his head.

At this time, the BBC broadcast another news about China: the development and use of solar-powered aircraft is likely to run into problems in China, because of air pollution (smog), there are too few days a year to see the sun......

This piece of content was obviously deliberately selected by the British media to be broadcast, with a bit of black humor and a bit of irony, Harry didn't laugh much, and laughed out loud while making water and tea......

"In any case, the Spring Festival is the biggest festival for the Chinese." Harry muttered to himself, took his tea to the study on the second floor, opened the white Apple laptop, and sent an email to Jing Hao, greeting and congratulating Jing Hao, wishing her a "Happy Chinese New Year of the Goat...... This time he didn't say, "I wish you non-stop happiness."

JINGHAO WAS GIGGLING WITH EVERYONE IN THE RESTAURANT FOR THE HOLIDAY, AND SUDDENLY THE IPAD SOUNDED "DI", SHE OPENED THE MAILBOX, IT WAS THE SPRING FESTIVAL BLESSING SENT BY HARRY, SHE WAS VERY SURPRISED AND SURPRISED.

Worried that other roommates would ask, she quickly locked the screen. WHILE EVERYONE WAS MAKING A FUSS, SHE TOOK THE IPAD TO THE BATHROOM, REOPENED IT AND LOOKED AT IT AGAIN, IT WAS A BLESSING EMAIL FROM HARRY, AND HE EVEN KNEW THAT IT WAS THE YEAR OF THE GOAT......

OTHERS SAW HER TAKING HER IPAD INTO THE BATHROOM, AND THOUGHT SHE WAS HIDING IN AND WHISPERING TO HER BOYFRIEND, AND WHEN SHE CAME OUT, THEY DELIBERATELY JOKED: "YOU HAVE TO HIDE IN THE BATHROOM TO TALK"......

Li Ruoshi and her mother were also communicating on video, Ruoshi first showed her mother their table Chinese New Year's Eve feast, and then deliberately walked to the gate of the courtyard to let her mother see that there are also red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets in Oxford City......

Ruoshi's mother put on the flower cotton jacket she bought at the night market a few days ago. I can't see the material from the video, Ruoshi only feels that the color and style are very good.

He asked his mother where he bought it. Mom said that I bought it from a very expensive high-end department store, Hisense Plaza, and I had never been in it before, and this time I spent all the money left by Li Ruoshi.

In fact, she went to buy it from a stall in the downtown area, or sold it on the 29th day of the lunar month, and only spent 69 yuan. But Li Ruoshi believed what her mother said, and both mother and son were so happy.

Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen made a video, and Mrs. Chen said: "My husband is sorry for you, I haven't spent the Spring Festival with you for the first time in so many years." WHEN MR. CHEN HEARD THIS, HE GRINNED AND KISSED MRS. CHEN ON THE IPAD......

After Li Ruoshi's mother videoed her son on Chinese New Year's Eve, she turned off the old laptop left by her son. She touched her head, why did she have a fever? She recalled that she took the bus to the night market to buy groceries in order to save money, and wondered if she had been infected with the influenza by the night market stall owner who kept coughing. There are a lot of people who have caught colds this time, and this wave of colds is also very bad.

Outside, fireworks and firecrackers shone in the night sky, and the dazzling light outside reflected the bleakness in the utility room where Ruoshi's mother lived. This house is higher than the average house, and a U-shaped lamp hangs from the ceiling, I don't know if the wattage is small, or the lamp is covered with thick ash, the room is not bright, and the light is cold. The furniture was a few necessities: an old wooden bed, a large old-fashioned wardrobe with a full-length mirror, a round folding dining table, three small round old wooden stools stacked on top of each other, which had been given to her by the neighborhood kindergarten, and an old wooden cupboard that had been painted everywhere but cleanly cleaned, also almost twenty years old, next to the door, with a simple kitchen stove and faucet outside the iron door of the house, where the cupboards were more convenient.

If this is an ordinary house in the community, then it is gratifying to have such a room in such a fast-changing and rapidly developing city, but this room is not actually a residence, but a community utility room, and the public toilet next to it, sharing a wall, but the wall is very thick, the sound insulation effect is very good, and you can't hear the sound of peeing and washing basin faucets next door.

She looked out of the window, and the residential building next to her was brightly lit and lively, from the first floor to the sixth floor, families were reunited.

Another magic bullet jumped to a height of more than ten meters with the laughter of the children, "booming" to illuminate the south-facing side of the apartment building nearby, and inside the floor-to-ceiling glass doors with red window grilles: in the living rooms of six or seven families, some are luxuriously decorated, some are simple and warm, but both the furnishings and the atmosphere are like two worlds in her utility room. These environments are clean and materially abundant, and she is only adjacent to a small road, separated by more than ten meters of people, and the Chinese New Year's Eve and rice patterns on the dining table are roughly the same, and the people sitting around the table have similar smiling faces......

In her utility room, on the small dining table, there are three pairs of chopsticks, three bowls of dumplings, three cups, and six small plates of dishes, which is the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner she prepared for Ruoshi's father, Ruoshi and her family of three. Ruoshi's father died almost twenty years ago, but every Chinese New Year's Eve and August 15, there are still three pairs of dishes and chopsticks and three glasses. Many Chinese believe that the lost relatives are still there, and on days like the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, they will definitely return to reunite, but the living people cannot see their bodies, they can only feel their souls floating around.

Although the meal was simple and looked very delicious, it was a pity that Li Ruoshi's mother gradually developed a high fever and had no appetite at all. She walked over to the cupboard, took out a few plates, and came back to fasten them to the meals, so as not to fall into the dust.

There was another burst of fireworks outside, Li Ruoshi's mother found out the fever medicine and ate it, her eyes were red and her cheeks were hot, she did it herself, made a cold water towel, kept wiping her forehead and face, and physically cooled down.

At this time, outside the window, suddenly a particularly large ceremonial flower bloomed in the air, and there was another burst of children's cries and laughter......

The dazzling light of the fireworks and the darkness and calm after the end seemed to have nothing to do with Ruoshi's mother, who took off her coat and lay down gently on her old wooden bed, pulling a thick quilt over her body. She didn't take off her sweater and fleece pants, and throughout the winter, she could only lie down with her clothes, because the temperature was a few degrees different from home and outside, and she even had to wear a woolen hat overnight in ice and snow.

The window is nailed with two layers of thick plastic sheeting, which has been blown by the wind, and on the plastic sheet, a small felt is hung to block the wind, and an army green cotton curtain is also hung in the iron door of the room to block the wind, and next to the wooden bed, there is a sixty percent new milky white electric heater sent by the neighborhood committee, which is donated to the neighborhood committee by community residents. The electric heater switch button is on, and the deeper and colder the night in this cold winter, it is better to turn on than nothing. The only good thing about living here is that there is no rent and no money for water and electricity.

Ruoshi's mother recalled: Ruoshi came back from vacation and saw that it was too cold in the room, so she wanted to install an air conditioner for her, but she didn't agree anyway. Thinking of Ruoshi coming back to work during the winter vacation, she left less than 2,000 yuan under the tofu jar, and her mother gradually fell asleep in the cold night of the harsh winter with a peaceful smile, as long as her son is well, she is also satisfied with such a life.