There are many people.

The grocery store on Chinese New Year's Eve is deserted and looks busy, with all kinds of fragrances intertwined.

From afar, you can see the fireworks in the city.

"It's definitely no problem, I have a phone number for the grocery store, and they will call me if something happens."

As the inspector on duty, Kim McGee made a package ticket so that everyone could have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with peace of mind.

And Meng Fan naturally believes that there will be no problems.

During the Spring Festival, the procession parades the streets, and the temples and Taoist temples frequently show miracles, and it is impossible for Hong Kong Island, which has been cleaned up, to have any dirty things come out at such a moment to stir up the interest.

Unless they want to die.

One after another hard dishes were served by Dasha.

Because of his frequent fishing, Meng Fan doesn't like seafood very much, and no matter how fragrant it is, it's a little greasy, and he likes roasted whole sheep and large pork chops most at the moment.

Of course, all kinds of braised meat dishes also look very good, and Uncle Feng's craftsmanship has never been picky.

If he hadn't said hello in advance, Meng Fan would have gone directly to Yongji Restaurant to make an appointment for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in order to save trouble, after all, he had contracted his own wedding banquet there, and the craftsmanship of the chef was also satisfactory.

"Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, okay."

The apprentices who hadn't been seen for a long time got together, and Zhong Fabai always felt that he should say a few words, but he didn't know what to say when the words came to his mouth, so he simply simplified it.

In fact, he does have a lot of emotion.

The scene that happened during the apprenticeship of Meng Fan and Jin Maiji in the past is still vivid, and most of the half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the courtyard is full of people.

The first disciple who established a family even solved the major events in his life, found a good match, and married him.

As a Master, happiness and relief are intertwined.

"Ki Tsai, you're going to get involved."

"Marry a wife and marry a virtuous man."

During the Spring Festival, it is inevitable to be urged to marry.

Not only Zhong Fabai, the teacher who taught him, urged, but even Jin McKee's mother also talked a lot about the topic, asking when she would be able to hold her grandson.

"Master, you eat vegetables."

"I'm young, I'm not in a hurry."

The big fool who was gobbling up the meat smiled, and then kept putting vegetables into Uncle Feng's bowl, his face was full of courtesy, after all, he was really not young, and his face was extremely old, and some people believed him when he was forty years old.

Ah Yun and Master Mei looked at each other, their faces were slightly red, and they said helplessly: "Master, I am not ...... twenty yet."

"It's true that there's no rush, but you can talk about it first, and you have to keep your eyes open and see clearly."

At the dinner table, only Meng Fan, who was holding his wife, had no related troubles, and added a piece of elbow meat to Amin:

"Let's talk about the skin first, and spray the incense."

This dog food, Uncle Ashin eats very deliciously.

For all of you, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve is worth remembering, and the past has been alone, or just two.

Especially Meng Fan, who grew up in an orphanage, after he ate and drank enough, while tasting the pill, he took his wife to the nearby mountains to watch the fireworks, and suddenly thought that he still had a student loan that he had not repaid before he crossed.

Forget it, there's no need to go out of your way to go back.

In this day and age, it would be nice to donate to two more schools.

In a flash of thought, the couple came to the top of the mountain, maybe it used to be a park, there was a bench, and the dust on the surface was removed, and the two sat down, leisurely looking at the city scenery in the distance, and they were sighing in their hearts.

It's been a fulfilling and wonderful year.

Suddenly enveloped in fog, I traveled to Hong Kong Island in the 80s.

I thought it was a police movie, or a business tycoon, but when I saw the face of my junior brother, I found that my life was not good, and I came to a strange world.

And then ...... Worship Maoshan Mountain.

The practice is smooth, even if you are injured, there is actually no major problem.

Unconsciously, he had a friendship with the famous supernatural powers of the Three Realms, and he was competitive enough, and now he had a glimpse of the corner of the Immortal Dao, as long as he was willing, with the profound merits he had accumulated, he could completely dissect the Flying Immortals on the spot.

Just like the aura of the protagonist in .

Amin was lying in Meng Fan's arms, raised his pretty face, and saw that his eyes were looking into the distance, obviously in a state of thinking, so he didn't bother, but just stuck tighter and accompanied him silently.

Therefore, the couple continued to look at the past Chinese New Year's Eve in the distance and saw the familiar scene several times.

"The past year has changed so much, and when I look back on it, it's like a dream."

Meng Fan opened his mouth suddenly, looked down at Amin in his arms, and chuckled.

"yes."

Hearing this, Amin nodded sympathetically.

For her, the past year has changed greatly, encountering a strange resurgence that was unimaginable in the past, meeting the right person for herself, and then, they naturally become one.

Holding Meng Fan tightly, Amin became more and more attached, feeling that it was good to be like this all the time.

Peng! Pemba!

A loud bang was heard, and more fireworks rose into the air, blooming in the night with colorful pictures, instantly attracting the two of them.

Countless arcs of light erupted thin, scattered, and slashed out.

【1983】

According to the Chinese lunar calendar, the excellent era of brewing Lafite in 82 has passed, and even if you have the heart to stock up on it, you have no chance, after all, the winery has only sealed them, let alone put them on the market, and now there is no chance to taste them, and the special flavor has not yet been formed.

"Happy New Year."

"Tongle, do I need to send you a red envelope?"

"I'm not a kid, huh."

Kacha, there was a crunch.

Skip the calendar.

Looking at the new time and date on the mechanical watch, Meng Fan fell into memories again, if he hadn't crossed over, it would be time to post on Moments, right?

Of course, it is also possible to be addicted to games and too lazy to engage in these bells and whistles.

It's great to be able to spend the New Year with the important people in your life right now.

The original Big Brother did not have an SMS blessing function.

If it is a department colleague, or a leader or acquaintance, he will choose to call later tomorrow morning, almost noon.

It is foreseeable that the number will not be much, after all, I saw it on the day of the first month, and I can pay a greeting to my old age in person.

"Go down the mountain, talk to Master and Uncle Feng, and let's go home."

"Let Uncle Ashin go with him, I see he has drunk a lot."

The last fireworks behind him rose into the air, turning into streamers and fireworks, and quickly annihilated above the canopy, temporarily restoring silence.

Grocery store in the courtyard.

Zhong Fabai, who was accustomed to bickering, and Master Mei were unusual, and their relationship was much more harmonious, the latter chatted casually with Ah Yun, and the former continued to drink and taste the pills.

After drinking a little wine and experiencing the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Kim McKee sent his mother home first, and then drove straight to the headquarters office area, where there was a sumptuous supper and activities with wine as the main venue waiting.

Dasha buries his head and continues to destroy all kinds of leftovers, secretly determined that he will never let them see the sun tomorrow.

Uncle Feng and Superintendent Ashin, the two of them were too strong to drink, and they didn't get rid of this energy, so they carried a rattan chair and found a corner to lie down to watch fireworks and admire the moon.

From the time we got together to the present, no one has talked about the topic of work and practice, and the juniors have been trained for a long time, so they are enough to take charge of themselves and have their own considerations, so there is no need to treat them as if they were just starting out in the past.

"Master, Uncle Feng, Master Mei, let's go first......"