On the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Hua was making dumplings, Zhong Shanyue was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, the radio on the side was still on, singing Mei Lanfang's fishing and killing family, and the old man was reading the newspaper while shaking his head and listening to the play, completely like a big man.

It was snowing outside, but the old man didn't feel the snow Zhaofeng year, put down the newspaper, and stood in front of the window.

"I don't know what Yuemin is doing now?"

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I miss my son, that's no problem, he is only a second-year soldier, there is no family leave, just write a letter if you want to, if he is lucky now, he is helping the cooking class prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it is estimated that he will make dumplings like me, if he is unlucky, he is standing guard against the wind and snow." ”

"Oh, that's not right." Jiang Hua said suddenly: "Yuemin really can't brave the wind and snow, he is a soldier in the southwest, and basically there is no snow. ”

Zhong Shanyue walked to the front of the table, looked at the dumplings on the table, frowned and said, "Just our father and son, why are you making so many dumplings, isn't this a waste?" ”

Jiang Hua said while making dumplings: "I told you earlier, let you find a partner, if there is a mother here, do you still use me to make dumplings to serve you, we are alone, there are four or five classmates in my school, the canteen under this New Year is on holiday, I can only gnaw on the hot water on the head of the nest, as a person from the capital, I can't do my landlord's friendship?" ”

"Okay, you kid is very humane, and you know how to send dumplings to your classmates, but why do you want to do that, invite them to the house, there are more people and the New Year will be lively, so that our grandfather will be lonely."

Jiang Hua glanced up at his father, and said with a smile: "Your old man doesn't have a clear understanding of where he is, what is your status?" ”

"What is my status? It's all about serving the people, so they don't care about the high or low. ”

"Last time, I invited people to the door, they looked at the courtyard posture, there were guards at the door, inquired about your old man's position, and said nothing and refused to come in, if this is the New Year's Eve dinner invited to come over for Chinese New Year's Eve, it is estimated that it is also trembling, where is the taste of the New Year."

Zhong Shanyue said self-deprecatingly: "Oh, I'm out of touch with the masses!" ”

"Well, so, if you have time to go down and investigate, don't sit in the office all the time, it's not good for your health to sit for a long time, be anxious about what the people are anxious about, and think about what the people think."

Zhong Shanyue watched his son talk eloquently, nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Do you just bring dumplings to send to your classmates?" ”

"What's the matter, don't you have peanuts, melon seeds, sugar, and some snacks or something, and send some of that little belly and blood sausage, at least you have to have a New Year's appearance."

Zhong Shanyue returned to the sofa, looked at Jiang Hua who was making dumplings and said: "You say, this blink of an eye, you are all older, when you were a child, you, Yuemin, Zheng Tong, Yuan Jun, a few little boys, when the New Year comes, sneak around at home to find candy to eat, just like what is in front of you, and now you are the only one left." ”

"Yuan Jun and Yuemin are both soldiers, only Zheng Tong is the most bitter, still in the northwest countryside, fortunately now I can eat enough, there are chickens and fish in the New Year, the previous correspondence, Zheng Tong said, I especially enjoy such days, except for the tiredness of farming, the rest of the time he has spent learning history, and his heart has never been so calm."

Zhong Shanyue said with emotion, "Study well, the old man ran out of the Shonan Normal School and became a soldier, and he still misses the days when he studied in school." ”

"Dad, I heard that you admire Mr. Tree Man the most."

"Yes, Mr.'s article is spicy and to the point, which makes people both happy and frightened."

Jiang Hua suddenly remembered something funny, so he asked: "Then explain to me, the last sentence of the autumn night of sir, in my back garden, you can see that there are two trees outside the wall, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree, what does it mean?" ”

Zhong Shanyue said with a smile: "Can you not think about this kind of sad article during the Chinese New Year, how can you understand Mr. Shuren's loneliness, which also includes his brotherhood with Zuoren." ”

The old man has two brushes, the two of them are talking and laughing, Jiang Hua wrapped the dumplings and cooked them neatly.

He had already prepared a few insulated buckets, filled the dumplings, wrapped them in a cotton coat, carried the prepared things, and prepared to go to school.

"Dad, if you're hungry, make your own dumplings, and I'll go to school first."

Zhong Shanyue waved his hand: "Go ahead, when the old man can't take care of himself, you slow down on the road, don't fall." ”

Jiang Hua didn't ride a bicycle, the snow on the road was relatively thick, and riding a bicycle was not as steady as walking.

When I finally came to the school, I knocked on the dormitory door and heard the person inside ask weakly, "Who?" ”

"Jiang Hua, who else can think about you today?"

With a bang, the door opened.

Zhang Dongfang asked: "On Chinese New Year's Eve, why don't you stay at home and run to the dormitory?" ”

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "I'm afraid you will starve to death, what are you eating today, I'm afraid it's still a nest, the New Year has to be a bit of a New Year's atmosphere, and I will send you delicious food." ”

Jiang Hua put the things in his hand in front of his eyes and shook them a few times, and the people who didn't go home got off the beds.

Lin Zhidan said in surprise: "Delicious? Great, it's finally like a New Year's holiday. ”

"Hot dumplings, I know you southerners don't eat dumplings during the New Year, but this is the north, follow the customs of the locals, and everyone will take care of it."

Zhang Dongfang opened a thermos bucket, and the steaming dumplings were crystal clear, and they looked so gluttonous.

Zhang Dongfang said happily: "What else to pick, such fragrant dumplings, I want to eat them when I see them." ”

Jiang Hua put down the bag in his hand, opened the zipper and said: "Not only dumplings, but also sugar, peanuts, melon seeds, blood sausage, small belly, and two bottles of Erguotou." ”

Liu Weidong took a bite of the aroma of dumplings and said happily: "Ho, it's really the New Year, Jiang Hua, thank you for still thinking about us, I wish you a happy New Year first." ”

The others also said: "That's right, Jiang Hua, Happy New Year." ”

Jiang Hua also said to several archers: "Happy New Year, I wish you all academic progress and career success in the new year." ”

Zhang Dongfang looked out the window and said: "Jiang Hua, I won't keep you, hurry up and go back to celebrate the New Year with my uncle, this snow seems to be a little bigger, pay attention to safety on the road." ”

The others also woke up like a dream: "Yes, yes, yes, you go back quickly, help us bring it to my uncle, and say that we wish him good health and all the best." ”

Jiang Hua walked on the road against the wind and snow, the sky gradually darkened, and at this time, the sound of crackling firecrackers came to his ears, the New Year is over, and it is another New Year.