Lin Juhua is gone.

The favor of her hometown was also taken away from her.

The thirtieth day of the lunar month is just a few days away.

The common people have a saying: If you have money or not, you will have a good year first.

Different from the silence of last year's New Year's Festival, the festive atmosphere of the New Year seems to have swept the entire compound at once, revealing a strong New Year's flavor.

Groups of big and small children came to the door, and the sound of crackling firecrackers in their hands disappeared from time to time in all directions.

As soon as the meal arrived in several family homes, the military families from all over the world showed their good skills and began to fry meatballs, twist dumplings, and steamed bean buns, steamed meat, and braised vegetables......

Busy stealing and eating the naughty boys, the laughter and scolding of the adults, the aroma of the air is in the air......

All this makes the compound full of laughter, stepping into this big year in the 80s, it is different.

The three brothers of Ping'an, who felt deeply about the scenes around them, also intended to make up for the regret of their three brothers when they were not by their mother's side last year.

As soon as Zhou Jiao and Miao Lishan were on vacation, the three young men followed their mother and daughter all day long, acting as payment machines and bag pickers.

This series of actions made Miao Lishan smile happily, in Zhou Xiaozheng's words, he was almost awakened by his wife's laughter when he fell asleep.

The Zhou family was jubilant, and the Cheng family was naturally no exception.

Although the eldest Cheng Sijin brothers who are far away from home cannot return to Beijing to accompany their old parents as they wish, they have many children and grandchildren under their respective names.

These children plus the three brothers of the Wen family walked back and forth in the three families, and even the Zhou family was very lively, not to mention that the three brothers of Ping An also had many friends.

Chinese New Year's Eve is officially the New Year.

Early in the morning, the three Ping'an brothers first ran to the old house, pasted couplets, window flowers, and lanterns in various courtyards, and then ran to invite Dr. Hu to celebrate the New Year together.

As in previous years, it was not surprising that their master, Dr. Hu, refused to enter the compound.

Why?

It's still the same, don't like it!

Three simple words, the three brothers of Ping An did not force it. I didn't look at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner that I began to prepare like a dumb aunt, and even the couplets had been pasted.

The three brothers happily told the old man that they would come and kowtow to him on the first day of next year.

By the time they returned, it was already noon.

In the kitchen, Zhou Jiao was busy with the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and she didn't care about asking the two of them for a while.

Instead, they chatted with Miao Lishan and amused their grandmother, and after a while they rushed into the kitchen.

"Mom, it's so fragrant."

"Shall we eat noon or midnight?"

Ping'an slapped the hands of his two younger brothers stealing fried meatballs, and he couldn't help but grab one as well.

Zhou Jiao turned her head and smiled, "Let's have a meal at noon, and when your grandfather and your father finish the party in the evening, our family is having a reunion dinner." ”

Wuyi rubbed to the side and sniffed the black jar on the stove, well, his Buddha jumped over the wall and came again.

Liu Yi raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and took the spatula in her hand, "Mom, I'll come, you can rest." What about Grandma Chen? ”

"Go to the service agency."

On the side, he swallowed the food in his mouth, waited for his words to fall, and asked, "Mom, I heard that there will be more than 30,000 people at the Spring Festival party tonight, don't you go?" ”

Wuyi echoed: "Yes, we have all passed." ”

Liuyi took a spatula and fried it in the pot twice, poured water and covered it, and glanced at his younger brother: "There are many people and many words, and you have to socialize, so it's okay if your mother doesn't go." ”

"Then we'll be with you at home."

Zhou Jiao looked at Wuyi with a smile, "You didn't have any activities at night?" ”

Wuyi's usual mouth was sweet, and he said with a smile: "What activities are more important than my mother." ”

"Your dad said it, and he came back with an eye as usual. You just have to play on your own, and remember to go home for a reunion dinner. ”

"Yo, my dad took the lead again."

Zhou Jiao laughed happily when she heard this.

Amused his mother, he winked at his brothers proudly and continued: "Mom, the stamps I bought today are all in the old house. ”

"Listen to what you mean, do you have to buy it again?"

"Well, that's the plan. Not many people buy now, and we contribute to the country. ”

Zhou Jiao glanced at the faces of her three sons when she heard this, and shook her head with a smile, "Remember to wrap it in oiled paper, and it's best to put some lime in the wooden box." ”

"Understood."

Since he understands Zhou Jiao, he won't say more, but the work in the hands of the second son should hurry up for lunch first, and a bunch of young men and big girls should come to the door late.

After the midnight reunion dinner, the New Year was also ushered in.

In the New Year, it is indispensable to visit relatives and friends, and even less to go to various temple fairs to shop for some favorites.

At this time last year, even Zhang Guoqing went to the front line, and Zhou Jiao was really in no mood to hang out about the Changdian temple fair that ushered in the grand occasion again.

And this year, when she was integrated into it, she suddenly realized that the peaceful and prosperous era really seemed to be coming.

Cultural relics and antiques that have not been banned have appeared in small stalls, and there are long-disappeared painting sheds, which hang the works of new and old painters and calligraphers.

Spring went to summer, and the days were smooth sailing, just when Zhou Jiao thought that there was nothing to worry about in the short term, a thunderbolt came on a sunny day.

"What did you say?"

Compared with Zhou Jiao's panicked look, Zhang Guoqing was much better, he patted his wife in his arms, and told her the unfortunate news again.

"Cheng Lao is really gone, he left in his sleep last night with a smile."

"How so? I was playing chess with him the other day. Zhou Jiao closed her eyes, then reacted, and hurriedly asked, "What about the old lady?" ”

If it weren't for the wrong timing, Zhang Guoqing almost opened his mouth to correct, "The old lady is fine, now the Cheng family is always in charge of the overall situation." Let's go first. ”

"Yes, we have to go first, we have to hurry up first, I thought it would be the old lady who went first, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it...... How could you just leave......"

When the couple got into the car and rushed to the Cheng family's old house, Zhou Xiaozheng had already arrived with Miao Lishan and was accompanying the old lady to discuss white things in the main room.

At this time, the old house of the Cheng family gathered a lot of relatives and friends who rushed to hear the news, Zhou Jiao didn't care about greeting people, and hurried to see the old lady first.

She understands better than anyone what kind of existence Cheng Lao is for the old lady. It was like a mountain behind her, and now that he was gone, the old lady had not to fall down immediately.

When I saw the old lady, the situation was better than Zhou Jiao imagined, except for Cheng Ruzhu, who was crying, the old man was very calm, and even comforted the family members who were crying.

“…… Silly boy, stop crying. Your father is already considered a happy mourner, and he can sleep without illness and pain, and many old people can't look forward to it. ”

Zhou Jiao glanced at her father, stepped forward and strained the old lady's hand, it was cold in the summer, so cold that she couldn't help but snort.

Why does she always feel that this is the old lady's vitality declining?

Facing the old lady's eyes, Zhou Jiao didn't know how to open her mouth to comfort, so she could only say one sentence repeatedly, "Grandma, you still have us." ”