The 30th day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the last day of 1989.

The whole Beiping City, full of lights, brilliant fireworks, looking from afar, is like a brilliant ship, taking everyone from the 80s, sailing to the 90s.

"Dad, Mom, it's New Year's greetings to you...... Did you start making dumplings at home? Back in the city, at the public phone booth at the mouth of the alley, Jiang Xun called back to Qindao, and it was the first time since his rebirth that he was outside for the New Year.

"Well, your mother makes dumplings at home...... Your sister and your brother-in-law are here, don't be homesick, work matters......" Jiang Wenyuan hurriedly advised, answering the phone still has to go to the public phone booth, it is not very convenient.

"That's it...... I can't see you during the New Year, your mother misses you ......" Jiang Wenyuan didn't speak loudly, but with one sentence, he almost broke Jiang Xun's defense.

Only Mom thinks about herself, doesn't Dad think about herself?

"Dad, I'll talk to Comrade Daxun...... second sister Jiang Di also went downstairs, so she snatched the phone, and sure enough, she teased the old father, "Don't talk about my mother first, you don't want your old son, you will ...... in the name of my mother."

She revealed her father's old background in one sentence, "Daxun, I'm here to pass on the decree, my mother asked me to tell you, play well, listen?" Don't worry about ...... at home."

Well, do I seem to be thinking about my family? Jiang Xun smiled and said a few words, but when he put down the phone, he turned his back and wiped the corners of his eyes.

In the alley, every household is playing the Spring Festival Gala, oh, but a car is quietly parked in front of their door.

The red lanterns cast a red light on the snow, hazy and bright.

Jiang Xun took a long breath, and he looked up at the bright moon above the alley in the capital, the moon was like a silver plate, and it was passing through the clouds like a white lotus.

Trembling, he pushed open the door of the ancient courtyard and returned to his steaming home on a cold evening......

In such a scene, Jiang Xun suddenly found that it seemed to have appeared in his dream before.

Oh, on the table of the Eight Immortals in the living room, there are four plates of cold dishes, as well as wrapped dumplings......

Oh, and there is TV, and Song Dandan, who is a human artist on TV, is performing a sketch.

"You, why are you here...... Jiang Xun approached Yang Zhe with a smile and stretched out his hand to the stove, but his hand retracted suddenly, alas, he patronized Yang Zhe and burned his hand.

"I, let my brother send me here." Yang Zhe smiled so much that his eyes were bent together, "Spend the Spring Festival with you." ”

"Then do I have to give you New Year's money, Yang Zhe's little friend......" Jiang Xun was moved, but the emotion turned into a joke, and he was about to take the money from his bag.

Yang Zhe nodded his head, but really took out a red envelope, "This is the ...... my parents gave you"

"I haven't paid New Year's greetings to my uncle and aunt yet." Jiang Xun's heart was hot, and he pulled it out, and it was a few ten-yuan tickets.

The great unity of ten yuan is about to go into history, this year, the fourth set of renminbi will be issued, the largest denomination has risen to 100!

"Then I'll make dumplings." Yang Zhe was quick with his hands and feet, and while making dumplings, he watched Song Dandan act with a big belly.

"Hainan Island? Turpan? Ah, Shaolin Temple and Beidaihe? Jiang Xun blinked, "Do you want to ......?"

"What do you want to say?" While stirring the dumplings in the pot, Yang Zhe smiled and took a bite of him.

"I mean, where do you want to go? We're going out on a trip this year. Jiang Xun said with a smile.

"Well, I want to go to Hainan Island to see, I heard that it is very lively......" Yang Zhe took out a dumpling from the pot and tasted it himself, "Well, it's cooked, I'll catch it." ”

In the white gas, the dumplings were fished out, Jiang Xun was not afraid of being hot, and put it in his mouth, which was salty and light, full of umami, and it seemed that dried shrimp was added to it.

"Well," Yang Zhe looked at him with a smile on his face, "Well, the new year has begun, are we two talking about something?" ”

"I wish you ...... next year Next year, I will be healthy, my work will be progressing, and everything will be ...... best" Jiang Xun said with a smile, "I wish your boyfriend to act in TV and movies, win awards, and win awards......"

Go-

Hearing that he even said himself, Yang Zhe smiled and spat him, "I wish you to win the Plum Blossom Award next year, well, we both have a good ......" She was suddenly stuck, but she mustered up the courage to say, "Study together, make progress together......"

Let's fall in love!

Jiang Xun laughed loudly, and Yang Zhe blushed and picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth......

……

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it snowed heavily.

Looking through the glass window, the snow fell on the ground, silently, on the stone table in the courtyard and on the locust tree...... It's all thick snow.

Today, according to the customs of the Chinese people and the old etiquette of the capital, you have to go to the leader's house, relatives and friends' homes to pay New Year's greetings.

"Aunt Shao, happy New Year, oh, I didn't go back to Qindao, what about filming......"

"Aunt Liu, you have a good New Year...... You're watching my ads again, and the New Year's Day will only block you......"

……

Jiang Xun waved a big broom to sweep the snow in the alley, and at the same time greeted the neighbors who got up early to greet the New Year.

The children in the alley wore hats, gloves, and firecrackers, and jumped around in the alley.

Brush Brush –

Jiang Xun continued to wave the big broom, and after sweeping the snow and having breakfast, he had to go to Yang Zhe's house, to Teacher Su Min's house, to Yuyuan, and Xia Dao's house to pay New Year's greetings......

"Xunzi, I've been acting in a TV series last night, do you have any food at home, I'll bring you some mixed dishes......" The neighbor greeted enthusiastically.

"There is a roast chicken ...... in the house" The uncle of the commissary at the mouth of the alley is not far behind, they all like this young man very much.

Smoked fish, meatballs, pig's trotters, skin jelly...... Yes, Jiang Xun smiled secretly, okay, when he got up early in the morning, he was too enthusiastic.

He's been living here for more than a year, and he doesn't have this treatment!

Why is this, just because I acted?

The alley suddenly fell silent, the cold wind blew, and the snow on the branches fell to the ground.

"This ...... Is this a lover? "The aunt of the neighborhood committee saw Yang Zhe coming out of the courtyard, still holding an iron basket in his hand, which was cinders that burned last night.

She obviously didn't expect to meet so many people, she was wearing Jiang Xun's down jacket, she didn't wash her face, didn't put on makeup, didn't even comb her hair, looked at these old men, old ladies, and half-grown children at the mouth of the alley, and then looked at her own appearance, she subconsciously wanted to turn around.

But today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and she still has to smile and come over to greet this group of neighbors for the New Year.

"This girl is so beautiful, she is beautiful even if she doesn't dress up, she is really a beauty......" The aunt of the neighborhood committee pulled Jiang Xun over, "Did you get a New Year's greeting from the woman's house today......"

Yes, Jiang Xun is worried about this.

But with Yang Zhe's expectant eyes, he understood that she wanted to introduce herself to her family.

Yes, the ugly son-in-law always wants to see his mother-in-law.

……

I took a taxi with Yang Zhe and bought a few gifts, Jiang Xun was very nervous. Along the way, he looked outside, looking at this Beiping City in the first Spring Festival of the nineties.

In the early 90s, in Beiping, in the long wind and snow, there were demolitions everywhere, the times were developing, and the city was also changing dramatically.

The bustling Qianmen Street, where bicycles, vans and pedestrians are intertwined, is very lively.

"Are you going back to your mother's house? No, it's to go to the house of the future father-in-law, it seems, it's the first time to go? "The taxi driver is such a good guy and teases these two people.

He looked back at Jiang Xun from time to time, and there was a portrait of Chairman Mao hanging on the car, playing songs from model operas, which he hadn't heard for many years.

"Oops, I forgot to call home......" Yang Zhe looked at Jiang Xun, he was excited to visit just now, and the family didn't know yet, "Master, can you find a public phone booth?" ”