This year's Spring Festival passenger flow is unprecedentedly large, and although it was only seven o'clock when Cheng arrived at the station, it was already crowded with dense people. Despite her preparation, she gasped and joined the crowd with her luggage.

It took about 40 minutes to get into the car, and she was sweating. The smell of the coach is intertwined, and it is noisy and stuffy. She wanted to open the window to let in some air, but the couple next to her said that the child had a cold, so she had to close the window.

She barely rested last night, she was going to sleep for a while, but she couldn't sleep when she closed her eyes. So I opened my eyes and looked at the roof of the car in a daze.

As the car drove away, the joy faded into place, replaced by a blank void and a faint ache. She was so desperate to go home, but she was afraid to go back. There are many things that she will never be able to let go, let alone forget. I simply restrained myself from thinking about anything.

Traffic jams are a must for the Spring Festival, usually it takes three hours, but today it took five hours. When Cheng Yi appeared at the entrance of the alley with his luggage, the little guy and Aunt Tong were already waiting. She wore a festive red jacket, just like a doll on a New Year's painting, and rushed to her while calling her mother.

The haze in Cheng Hui's heart dissipated because of this mother, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face, put down the luggage in his hand, and squatted down to welcome the little guy into his arms.

Aunt Tong stepped forward to take her luggage, as gentle as ever, and said, "It's hard work, go home quickly, the old lady has already cooked the meal, just waiting for you to come back." ”

Cheng Yi smiled and said yes, and the three of them walked to the courtyard together. On the way, she asked about Aunt Tong's body, and she only said lightly that it was okay and asked her not to worry.

When she returned home, the old lady really prepared a table of dishes, braised hairtail, salt-baked prawns, sweet and sour tenderloin, chicken stewed mushrooms, stir-fried vegetables, mapo tofu, and stewed pork ribs with lotus root grown in the yard.

Pushing open the door, the smell came to the nose, and the little guy shouted in the direction of the kitchen, saying that his mother was back.

Seeing the old lady, although she was happy, she also complained a lot, saying that she bought too many New Year's goods, and they couldn't eat so much.

This meal was very lively, but Cheng Yi was a little sour in this excitement. She didn't know how the old lady and Aunt Tong spent their time in this cold yard when she and the little guy were away.

The little one has a habit of taking a nap, and it doesn't take long for him to get sleepy after eating. Cheng Yi coaxed her to sleep, and when she came out, Aunt Tong had already gone back to the courtyard next door, and the old lady was sitting in front of the window doing needlework.

She felt sorry for her granddaughter, and when she heard the footsteps, she looked up and asked, "Why don't you sleep with it for a while?" ”

Cheng Wei smiled slightly, shook his head, and said, "I can't sleep." After a slight pause, she said softly, "Grandma, I'll go out for a walk." ”

The first thing she does when she comes back every year is to see the cold rain. The old lady got used to it, put down her work, got up and took her an umbrella, and said, "Go, it's snowing outside, put on an umbrella, don't catch a cold." ”

Cheng Yi responded with a hello, took the umbrella, and the old lady took the incense wax paper candle that had been prepared earlier. Tell her to slip on the road and be careful.

Cheng Ying got down, opened the door and went out, only to find that the snow was already fluttering outside. She didn't know what she remembered, and stood under the eaves for a moment, and then walked out into the snow with an umbrella.