Today is the last day of the year, and the streets are full of people. Everyone left their respective places of work and study, went to buy New Year's goods, went to visit relatives and friends, and pasted festive Spring Festival couplets in their respective homes, hung flaming red lanterns, and in some places there will be lively firecrackers. Everyone celebrated this year-awaited festival, and shared their deep feelings about this festival with their relatives with smiles and blessings.

The new year is really just around the corner.

Dinner time.

The TV in the restaurant is on at this time, and the dignified host on the screen is doing the countdown program of the Spring Festival Gala. Yanxiao busily shuttled between the dining room and the kitchen, helping her mother bring the steaming dumplings to the table.

"Yanxiao, come and help me see if this is right." As soon as she put the last plate of dumplings on the table, Yanxiao heard Shen Yue on the balcony calling her.

"Uncle Shen, the dumplings are cooked, let's go eat, it's okay if this is not pasted." Hurriedly ran over, and Yanxiao saw Shen Yue stepping on a chair and pasting the blessing word in his hand on the window.

"How's that going to work? I've already posted other places in advance.,I didn't expect to leave it here.,It's bound to be posted.,Posted next year, we'll all be blessed.。 Shen Yue said as he raised his hand holding the word Fu again, "Help me take a look, smile, is this okay?" ”

Yan Xiao tilted his head up and down and commanded left and right for a while before nodding with satisfaction, "Well, this time it's right." ”

"Okay, let's wait for the blessing to come home!" Carefully getting down from the chair, Shen Yue clapped his hands, turned his head and said with a smile.

To be honest, in fact, Shen Yue is a very good elder, he is kind, polite, and has a strong sense of proportion, and he never feels embarrassed when talking to him.

Now that the knots hidden in Yanxiao's heart have been resolved, and getting along with Shen Yue again seems to be more harmonious.

"You two, come and eat!" Chen Ruya, who was untying her apron, walked over, pointed to the dumplings behind her, and urged the big and small ones to look at her.

"Here we go."

"Here it is."

Soon, the three of them were already on the table.

"Wow, the dumplings made by my wife are so delicious, I seem to be going to eat it tonight. Isn't it delicious? ”

"Well, of course, my mom's cooking is the best."

"You guys......" Glancing at the two people who were gobbling up, Chen Ruya couldn't help laughing.

......

"The Spring Festival Gala has begun, don't wash your smiles, come on."

After a hearty Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Yan Xiao put the dishes into the kitchen and drove the two to the sofa.

In the sound of rushing water, the tableware in the pool gradually bottomed out, and at this time, Shen Yue's voice urging her was accompanied by the familiar music that was playing on the TV.

Although I can't spend the Spring Festival with my parents, when I think of their happy smiling faces at the moment, I feel that this seems to be good. After all, she is no longer the little girl who only knew how to ask for it back then, and it is not a good choice to respect their choice and let herself go.

Drying the water on his hands, he walked towards the living room with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, "Here it is." ”

......

A few hours later, there was still singing and dancing on the screen, and Chen Ruya and Shen Yue, who had just been watching TV together, had already gone back to their rooms to sleep, and looked at the wall clock with a smile and a little sleepy, well, it was almost twelve o'clock. I got up lazily from the sofa, cheered up with a smile, and walked around in the quiet living room.

However, just as she couldn't help but yawn heavily again, the phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrate.

Who's going to call at this late hour? Half-squinting his eyes, which were so sleepy that he couldn't open them, he picked up the phone with a smile and picked it up directly without looking at it.

"Hello?"

"Laughing? Already asleep? ”

A familiar male voice rang on the phone, and the sleepiness of Yan Xiao suddenly flew out of the clouds.

"Uncle? You haven't slept yet, have you? ”

"Hmm," looking back at Chang Ping, who was watching the Spring Festival Gala with relish in the living room, Jian Shang asked again into the microphone, "Did I make you sleep?" ”

"No, no, I haven't slept yet, I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala, keeping the New Year." Yan Xiaoxiao hurriedly explained.

"Well, that's good." After the man finished his short sentence, there was no more sound.

Yanxiao was a little puzzled, took the quiet mobile phone to his eyes, and after confirming that the phone was not interrupted, he put it back to his ear and shouted softly in confusion, "Uncle? ”

“...... I'm here. The merchant on the other end replied in a low voice.

The man's low voice, accompanied by the occasional sizzling sound on the phone, lingered into Yanxiao's ears, with a faint trace of restraint and tenderness, as if it had magic power, climbed up Yanxiao's face and turned into a crimson. Yan Xiao didn't know how to control it, and his heart beat faster again.

At this time, in the TV, the hosts have begun to prepare for the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala, and the second hand of the clock on the wall is also working hard towards another new beginning.

When he spoke again, there was a little more excitement in Yanxiao's voice than before, "Uncle, it's almost twelve o'clock." ”

Jian Shang's breathing in his ears was shallow, "Well, I know." ”

At the same time, the impassioned voices of the hosts on the screen rang out, "Audience friends, let's start the countdown together, 10, 9, 8, 7,......"

Yanxiao couldn't help but hold her breath.

“4， 3，2， 1......”

In an instant, brilliant fireworks rose in the distance, lighting up the dark night sky.

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, Uncle!"

The blessings of the two people on the phone at the same time were instantly intertwined, and Jian Shang and Yanxiao were stunned before they laughed out loud again.

"Uncle, did you call me to send me blessings on time at zero o'clock?" Yan smiled and asked the man on the other end of the phone.

"Well, in addition to sending blessings, I have a New Year's gift for you, but it may not be until you come back." Rubbing the blue bracelet on his wrist, and thinking of the other identical one in his pocket at this time, Jian Shang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and said.

"Uh...... No need, uncle, the New Year's gift I gave you doesn't count, and you still have to pay it back to me when you go back, so you don't have to give me a New Year's gift. Speaking of the New Year's gift, Yan Xiao touched his face that turned red all of a sudden, and thought, fortunately, the uncle can't see it.

"Wait until you get back. Happy New Year. ”

Yan Xiao was amused by Jian Shang's blessing again, "Uncle, you have already said it just now." ”

Jian Shang continued disappreciatively, "Well, I know, Yanxiao, Happy New Year." ”

"Okay, okay, happy new year, we all have to be happy. Uncle, I wish you all the best in the new year, happy, healthy and happy. Put away the smile, and solemnly sent New Year's greetings to Jian Shang on the other end of the phone again.

"Well, I have received your blessing. Then don't talk and laugh first, you rest early, I'll hang up first. ”

When the countdown was over, the lively singing and dancing performance began in the camera again, Chang Ping rubbed his eyes and stood up from the sofa, stretched his waist, and looked at Jian Shang who had hung up the phone, and the gossip in his heart made him can't help but speak, "How is it?" Does the little girl feel your enthusiasm? ”

"Guess." Smiling in a good mood, Jian Shang picked up the coat on the side and put it on his body, then walked straight to the door, "Thank you Uncle Chang for taking me in again, I'll go back first." ”

Looking at the door that closed again after the man left, Chang Ping smiled and shook his head, stinky boy, looking forward to the day when the dust settled. Perhaps, in the next Spring Festival, you can already have your beloved to take you in.

......

In another building at this time. In the dark building, there is only one lamp, which is still on like an isolated island.

Yao Wenhai took off the tie on his chest and couldn't help but sink his tired body into the soft sofa.

"Leader, I'll send you home." Hanging the coat in his hand to the hanger, Luo Han looked at Yao Wenhai, whose eyes were slightly closed, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

At this time of year, Yao Wenhai, as the most important audience, has to go to the New Year party organized internally, and he sits in the audience to watch those colorful and lively singing and dancing performances year after year, but it is always boring and lackluster.

He suddenly felt a little bored.

"Luo Han." Raising his hand to block the light that was shining towards his eyes, Yao Wenhai's somewhat tired voice rang out.

"Leader, you say."

"How many years have you been with me?"

After thinking about it for a while, Luo Han gave the answer, "It's been eight years, leader." ”

"Well, it's been so long. Any thoughts? What position do you think is right for you? ”

Yao Wenhai's words made Luo Han a little frightened all of a sudden, and he asked the man on the sofa nervously, "Leader?" You...... Is there something I'm not doing my job properly? ”

Knowing that the other party would be wrong, Yao Wenhai sat up straight, opened his eyes and looked at his subordinates, "No, your work has always been very good, I am very satisfied." ”

Hearing this, Luo Han was even more puzzled, "Leader, do you have any arrangements?" ”

Yao Wenhai nodded slowly, with a flash of old age in his eyes, "Alas, when you are old, it's time to let yourself rest and rest." So, if you have any ideas, just mention them, and I will try to satisfy you before I leave. ”

At this time, outside the window behind Yao Wenhai, although it was the middle of the night, there were still thousands of lights lit up.

The light from the incandescent lamp above his head was a little dazzling, and Yao Wenhai's slightly curved figure was shrouded in it, Luo Han looked at it, but there was a sense of loneliness and heaviness.

Thinking of the fatigue that the leader had become increasingly prominent since he came back from the club that day, Luo Han suddenly felt that he seemed to understand something.