Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, the new year has arrived! Every household began to set off firecrackers, and Lin Zhiyu also went to light two firecrackers outside the gate.

The people in front of the TV who were expecting Yan Feng to play thought that there was no hope.

"Okay, there's no show in the back, let's go to sleep!" Lin Zhiyu came in after setting off the firecrackers and called for Yang Liu to rest.

"Okay, Liu Haiyang, their time is too tight this time, but it doesn't matter, they can be directly advertised."

After Yang Liu finished speaking, he got up and was about to turn off the TV to sleep, when suddenly, a light and sweet cappella came into his eardrums, suppressing the noise of congratulating the New Year, and everyone quieted down.

Then, the music played, and Yan Feng slowly walked out of the backstage wearing a light green long-sleeved dress, wearing a garland on his head, and a long dark green ribbon on his wrist holding the microphone, fluttering gently as he walked.

She didn't jump, twist her waist, and have affection in her eyes as she used to; Instead, it highlights the sweetness and solemnity, plus this is a cheerful new song to welcome the spring, with her costume just like a spring fairy.

People are beautiful and sweet, no matter how tricky people are, they can't find her big fault.

At zero o'clock, when the New Year came, she was like the messenger of spring, the fairy of flowers, smiling sweetly, and many people who were about to turn off the TV were cheered up and sat back to continue watching.

This is the clothing of Shunyu Garment Factory, and Liu Haiyang actually succeeded.

New Year's Day.

Because Fan Yan was on vacation, Yang Liu went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Lin Zhiyu also came in to help.

The husband and wife talked and talked, but they didn't feel tired.

Lin Zhiyu has read a lot of books about the next few decades, and has a general understanding of the future, but it is vague, the words on the paper have power and pictures, but they are limited to imagination, not as good as Yang Liu's personal experience.

But Yang Liu only paid attention to what he liked at that time, especially in those years when information was not developed, Yang Liu just rushed out with people in a daze, and ran forward with the trend of the times.

Later, information developed, both cities and villages changed with each passing day, and the more abundant the material, the more impetuous.

"You know what?" Yang Liu said with a smile: "Many people study hard to get out, gain a foothold in big cities, buy cars, buy houses, get married and have children, and then yearn for the rural life with beautiful mountains and rivers." But it is absolutely impossible for these people to give up their life in the city and return to the countryside. ”

It is very normal for people to change their hearts and minds, and they often seek a better life all their lives, but no one knows what is the real life.

The great man made a southern tour in January and affirmed the direction of the development of Shenzhen and Zhuhai, and since then, the old gears have begun to start slowly.

"This year is the beginning of a new year! It's a milestone. Lin Zhiyu's heart was agitated, perhaps because he was deeply influenced by Liang Lanchao, and he always felt that he should go out for a walk.

Yang Liu glanced at Lin Zhiyu and smiled without squeaking. In her previous life, she was struggling with her head stuffy, and Lin Zhiyu supported her behind her.

Again, Yang Liu likes a quiet life, but Lin Zhiyu always wants to go out, so let yourself support him.

The New Year is always joyful.

The children received red envelopes, and the adults wore new clothes, forgetting their troubles for a while, and visiting relatives and friends to connect with each other.

Local customs, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, you have to go to worship your deceased relatives, light incense, candles, paper money, put a loud firecracker, kneel down and kowtow, tell the family that everything is fine, and of course, one thing that will never be forgotten is to ask them to bless the safety and health of the family.

After breakfast, Yang Liu's family of four drove to the cemetery.

The cemetery is in Qingshanling, covering a wide area. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is good, it is more than 20 kilometers away from the county seat, it takes forty or fifty minutes to drive, and it takes more than an hour to take the bus from the bus terminal.

There are many people who go to Qingshanling today, and the bus company has specially added several special lines, but it is still very crowded, and everyone wants to go early and return early, so people began to run to the bus terminal in the morning.

At the foot of the mountain, most of the cars parked for a while were for private use.

It rained in the middle of the night last night, and the mountain road, which was quite wide, was muddy. Lin Zhiyu carried Xiaobo on his back, Yang Liu carried the sacrifices, and led Lin Yu along the edge, trying not to step on the mud so as not to slip.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, I finally arrived at the graves of Lin Zhiyu's grandmother and mother. Lin Zhiyu came to clean up during the Qingming Festival last year, but there are still a lot of weeds.

Putting down the children and sacrifices, Lin Zhiyu rolled up his sleeves to clean up the weeds, Yang Liu also stepped forward to help, Lin Yu's task was to watch Xiaobo not allow him to run and wrestle.

Lin Zhiyu said while pulling weeds: "I can't remember my mother's appearance clearly, but I still remember that she was very gentle and always called my name with a smile." ”

"Probably you're like your mother." Yang Liu said with a smile.

"Definitely, at least I'm not like my dad."

Lin Zhiyu took out the offerings, lit incense candles, burned paper money, Yang Liu spread newspapers on the ground, and got up after kneeling with the children, seeing that Lin Zhiyu was still slowly burning paper money one by one, Yang Liu patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll take the kids for a walk over there, and you can talk to Mom!" Yang Liu pointed to the path ahead.

"Well, don't run far, I'll be fine soon."

Yang Liu picked up Xiaobo and took Lin Yu away, turning his head and seeing Lin Zhiyu hanging his head slightly, he was also a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Lin Yu also looked back and asked, "Grandma has passed away for so long, will Dad still be sad?" ”

"It's not that I'm sad, it's that my dad misses his mom."

"I" Lin Yu took Yang Liu's hand tightly, and then said: "But I don't want my mother, am I a bad boy?" ”

When Yang Liu heard this, he didn't answer immediately, he organized the language for a while, and then said very seriously: "Do you still hate her?" ”

"I don't know!" Lin Yu said with some annoyance: "I dreamed of her in a dream, and I said that I am doing well now, so let her not come to me." ”

"And then?"

"Then she scolded me for having no conscience and forgetting her when I had a good life."

Yang Liu didn't know what to say, these words might have been heard in the countryside, but they were reflected in a dream.

"She is your mother, she must be very relieved to see that you are doing well, she will definitely not scold you!"

Lin Yu blinked: "Will she worry about me?" ”

Yang Liu put down Xiaobo, took her into his arms, and patted her on the back: "Hmm! And, we will also protect you, love you, you don't have to be afraid! ”

coaxed Lin Yu, but heard Xiaobo's crying, and turned his head to see that he was struggling in a small mud pit.

Yang Liu supported his forehead: "Why are you so uneasy, you are naughty when you don't see you in the blink of an eye, this dress is a new dress." ”

Picked up the child, fortunately the clothes inside were not wet, but the clothes outside were all mud, and Yang Liu was not good at taking clothes out of the space in public to change for him, so he could only go back and call Lin Zhiyu to go back.

The muddy clothes were taken off by Yang Liu and turned over to put them on, and then he was picked up.

The three of them went for a while and saw Lin Qiang standing in front of Zhiyu's mother's grave.

Lin Qiang looked at the tombstone and sighed with a sad face, and Lin Zhiyu stood three steps away and was silent.

Yang Liu led Lin Bo to stand still from afar, Lin Zhiyu turned his head, and saw Yang Liu pointing to his son's clothes and muddy hands, so he nodded clearly.