The most is the snowset day in the south of the Yangtze River. Ruixue Trillion Year.

The south direction is poetic, even if it is snowfall, it also falls gracefully and lingeringly, clear and beautiful. It is not as big as the silver in the north, and the goose feathers are bigger. Here is the Qionghua light dance, is the catkins flying.

In the snow, there are still small bridges and flowing water, but they are covered with a thin layer of mutton fat and white jade, which cannot cover the green bricks and green tiles, and cannot cover the green mountains and flowing mountains.

New Year's Day.

Jian Zhiyan was woken up early in the morning by the sound of firecrackers.

Qingzhou is no better than Ninghai, and there are no regulations in this small city that are explicitly forbidden by international metropolises. Fireworks can be set off here, and early in the morning, every household opens the door and sets off firecrackers first.

The whole alley is bustling with activity.

Jian Zhiyan grew up in Ninghai since he was a child, and he has never seen such a scene during the New Year. In the past, he was accustomed to the bleak atmosphere of the New Year in the villa area in the city, and he never thought that in fact, this kind of noisy and fiery scene was more full of New Year's flavor.

Wake up early and wash up.

Song Hewan's parents had already watched the TV program in the living room on the first floor, and the first thing Jian Zhiyan did when she walked over was to solemnly greet the second elder, wishing them a long and healthy life and all the best.

Song's father and Song's mother smiled happily, took out the red envelope that had been prepared a long time ago, and stuffed it into Jian Zhiyan's hand, "Happy New Year, Zhiyan also has a good New Year, this is the New Year's money prepared for you, collect it quickly." ”

Jian Zhiyan was stunned, he hadn't received the New Year's money handed to him by his elders for many years. Over the years, his parents were often not at home during the Chinese New Year, and most of the time, all he received was a cold transfer text message.

Seeing Jian Zhiyan in a daze, Mother Song was embarrassed when he was embarrassed, and enthusiastically explained: "Pressing the year, pressing it." Wanwan also has it, you are going to college outside, and our parents are not around, I just hope that you can be safe. ”

A warm current surged into Jian Zhiyan's heart.

Unlike the cold of the Jian family, which was piled up by money, in the Song family, he could feel the deep affection of his parents for his children, and he could feel the fireworks in ordinary life.

"Thank you, auntie, uncle." He said heartily.

"I'm going to see Wanwan, this little lazy worm, why can't she get up yet?" Mother Song said.

"Who is saying bad things about me behind my back!"

A lively girl's voice sounded, and a girl dressed in red appeared at the top of the stairs. The girl is already fair-skinned, and the twist woven puff sleeve sweater with red thick rod needles makes her skin like clotted fat, and the pink is carved jade.

"You're up."

"Well, Mom and Dad have a good New Year, I wish you good health and all the best." After that, Song He looked at Song's father and Song's mother with a smile and stretched out her little hand.

"You little money fan, before you can take out the red envelope, this little hand is here to stretch out and wait." Song's mother joked, took out the New Year's money that had been prepared, and put the red envelope in Song Hewan's palm, "Wanwan also has a good New Year, Mom and Dad hope you are safe and happy, just be happy." ”

"Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Then, Song Hewan looked at Jian Zhiyan again, the two looked at each other, and said in unison: "Happy New Year." The boy and girl looked at each other and smiled, and the tacit understanding between the two people did not need to be spoken.

The Song family's home is peaceful and joyful.

"Come and eat." Father Song beckoned a few people and said.

On the dining table, rice cakes, dumplings, chicken soup and a few side dishes are arranged.

Rice cake, homonym "year high". The Song family made square-shaped yellow and white rice cakes, symbolizing gold and silver, and sending fortune in the New Year. Dumplings, shaped like ingots, take the sound of "fortune and treasure", dumplings have fillings, and the auspicious wishes of the festive reunion are wrapped into the filling, and the good expectations for the new year are supported.

Jian Zhiyan saw that although the meal on the morning of the first day of the Song family's New Year was simple, it was full of deep meaning, and he deeply felt the intentions of Song's father and Song's mother. I couldn't help but secretly make up my mind - every Spring Festival from now on, I will spend it with Song Hewan like this.

After the meal, Song Hewan asked Jian Zhiyan: "Why don't you go out for a walk and take you to see Qingzhou for the New Year." ”

"Okay." Jian Zhiyan said happily.

Song Hewan said to Song's father and Song's mother: "Parents, I see that the snow outside has stopped a long time ago." Jian Zhiyan came to Qingzhou for the first time. I took him out for a walk, to walk around. ”

"It's okay, the road is slippery on a snowy day, so you should walk slowly." Mother Song instructed.

"Got it."

When you wake up in the morning, the sound of firecrackers is endless, and every household will set off firecrackers before breakfast. At this time, it was nearly 9 o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers had decreased a lot.

Song Hewan and Jian Zhiyan walked out of the courtyard of the Song family, on the alley road, by the bluestone bridge.

I saw broken red all over the ground, bright as clouds and brocade, full of ruiqi and jubilant. People passing by on the street, enthusiastic uncles and gods, whether they know each other or not, will say "Happy New Year" to each other when they meet.

"Hey, isn't this Song Hewan! How did you change so much! An ebullient shrill voice broke the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

Song Hewan looked at it, and the girl in front of her had big waves and painted with thick makeup. She had exaggerated false eyelashes on her eyes, and when she winked at Song Hewan, the false eyelashes rolled over and fanned her eyelids.

She couldn't remember who the person in front of her was.

"You are?" Song Hewan asked.

"Oh, you don't recognize me, or do you pretend you don't?" The pompous girl looked at Jian Zhiyan next to Song Hewan again, and said with a malicious smile: "Is it because of ...... There's a handsome guy standing next to you, and I'm afraid I'll expose your black history, so I pretend I don't know it. ”

Song Hewan was speechless, what black history can she have?

She was a little disgusted with the girl who suddenly accosted her in front of her, and she didn't want to communicate with her too much. She straightened her face solemnly, her mouth closed, and without a smile on her face, she stared straight at the person in front of her.

"I don't know you, if there's nothing wrong, please get out of the way." She said coldly.

"Oh, just kidding, why can't you help but be funny." The girl with heavy makeup glanced at Jian Zhiyan on the side again, and then said, "I'm Yu Jingjing, your junior high school classmate, don't you remember?" ”

Yu Jingjing, Song Hewan only then remembered that there was such a person, of course she remembered.

Back then, Yu Jingjing was very fond of small groups, and often arranged bad words about her classmates behind her back. At that time, Song Hewan was not spared.

It's just that in Song Hewan's memory, she is a chubby square-faced girl, how can she seem to change her head now, she really doesn't match the number.

"Oh, it's you." Song Hewan's tone was detached, revealing three points of coldness and seven points of indifference.

"It's rare to meet today, I'm going to attend the reunion of our junior high school classmates, not far from here." After that, Yu Jingjing said as if she suddenly realized what she wanted to do: "Oh, didn't I invite you?" That's right, when you went to school, you were very ordinary and transparent, and after graduation, you didn't have much contact with your classmates, and we couldn't find you. Let's go, let's go, let's go and sit in their karaoke private room together. ”

Song Hewan was speechless, what age is it, and is the tea smell still so strong that anyone is talking about?

She tried her best to keep her urge not to open her mouth to scold her, and said lightly: "No need, we still have something to do, let's make an appointment next time." ”

Unexpectedly, Yu Jingjing grabbed Song Hewan's arm, took out her mobile phone and quickly took a photo with Song Hewan, sent it to a WeChat group in front of her, and sent another voice.

"Students, guess who I met on the road? Remember her? When I was eating in the cafeteria, I deliberately spilled food on the ground in order to attract Chen Xiao's attention. ”

Jian Zhiyan frowned, looking at the expression of this uninvited guest with more and more displeasure. She was clearly bullying Song Hewan, was he blind?

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to take a picture of her. Jian Zhiyan let out a voice in annoyance, and his tone was full of threatening anger, which made Yu Jingjing feel inexplicably weak, and she was not as arrogant as before.

She changed into a soft and soft white flower tone and said, "Oh, there is also a flower messenger here." Song Hewan, is this your boyfriend? It won't be because Chen Xiao is here, I'm afraid that my boyfriend will be angry. ”

Song Hewan was speechless by Yu Jingjing's series of comical operations.

She recalls that when she was in junior high school, she was eating in the cafeteria one day, and her foot accidentally slipped and she fell to the ground with her belt. At that time, Chen Xiao, who happened to be very popular with girls in the class, saw it on the side, and he just helped her up.

Who knows, it was soon rumored that Song Hewan liked Chen Xiao, and in order to attract Chen Xiao's attention, she deliberately fell down in front of him...... In the end, the matter became more and more outrageous, and there were rumors that she bought milk tea for Chen Xiao every day and gave snacks to eat.

At that time, Song Hewan was still the little girl who was timid and cowardly and didn't like to talk to people very much, she ignored these rumors and didn't defend anything.

Now she only thinks that all kinds of past are really ridiculous.

She is no longer the soft bun who is splashed with dirty water at will, there is no need to cringe at everything, it is better to go and see. Besides, after being classmates for three years, she also wants to know what happened to her former classmates.

She narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a vague smile, revealing an incomprehensible smile: "Okay, I also want to go and see my classmates, let's go together." ”

Yu Jingjing didn't expect that Song Hewan, who was still cold-talking just now, suddenly changed her attitude and agreed to her. In her impression, Song Hewan was still the thin girl who cowered and didn't dare to speak, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

"What did you say?" Yu Jingjing asked in a trance.

Song Hewan ignored her question, but looked at Jian Zhiyan and asked, "Zhiyan, I'm going to go to the class reunion to have a look, sit for a while and come back, do you want to go together or go back by yourself first?" ”

Jian Zhiyan replied without hesitation: "Of course, with you." He could see that this person named Yu Jingjing had bad intentions towards Song Hewan, so how could he rest assured that He Wan was facing this kind of "tiger, leopard and jackal" alone.

"Let's go, then." Song Hewan's eyebrows were suddenly sharp, and there was a mocking sneer on her lips.

Yu Jingjing reacted, and snorted coldly in her heart, wait a while, you will look good.

After walking a few steps, she remembered to be a demon again, and said to Jian Zhiyan in a weird manner: "Oh, this little brother, you are so handsome!" He Wan, you have always had a high vision, and you have always liked handsome guys since you were a child. ”

Song Hewan and Jian Zhiyan didn't pay attention to Yu Jingjing very tacitly, and the two walked side by side silently, letting Yu Jingjing direct and act by herself.

Yu Jingjing didn't give up, and licked her face to look at Jian Zhiyan: "Little brother is quite cold!" Is it Song Hewan's classmate? I'm a classmate of her in junior high school, and I have a lot of photos of her here, do you want to see them? ”

Jian Zhiyan glanced at Song Hewan, saw the girl's expression and didn't care, and said coldly: "Oh? ”

"This is an ugly photo of her when she was a child, but it's not as beautiful as she is now, you must not have seen it, right?" Yu Jingjing then said to herself.

Jian Zhiyan recalled the photos of the walls of Song Hewan's study and said, "Ugly photos? I really haven't seen it. ”