"What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you surprised?" Liu La dragged it out of the kitchen. Several elders were puzzled and asked him with a confused look on their faces.

Liu La pretended to be mysterious: "Stop talking, watch TV when you calm down, you'll know soon, there will be a big surprise tonight."

"What surprise?" Liu La's mother Zhao Lijuan curled her lips: "Don't mess around, we are in a hurry to work, will we still eat tonight? What will you see this evening? It's getting boring. Didn't you tell you just now, and you'll call me when Uncle Benshan comes out."

My aunt nodded and agreed: "It's okay, I don't know what this TV station is thinking. The party has become worse every year. In the past two years, only the sketches of **** and Huang Dahui are a little interesting."

Just as they were chatting, the TV was accompanied by music, and Mr. Zhou in gorgeous clothes slowly walked to the center of the stage. Today she was wearing a bright red dress, with some bright yellow silk ribbons on both sides of the clothes. To be honest, if ordinary people were wearing this outfit, she would still show a different charm after Mr. Zhou.

"Yo Lazi, this is the actress you just finished filming that scene. She is so beautiful! I read the news and said that she is 30 years old this year and is very well maintained. She looks like a girl from ten, with no trace of time on her face."

After seeing Mr. Zhou come out, Liu La's mother immediately recognized her and even knew her age. It seems that my mother has done a lot of homework for the actors she works with Liu La in private.

"Xu, don't talk, watch TV." Liu La made a gesture to his mother to silence.

Almost at the same time, the introduction of the program appeared below the TV screen—

Singer of the song "Where has Time Goed": Zhou Xun.

Dance: Central Song and Dance Troupe.

Composition: Liu La.

Lyrics: Liu La.

After all, Zhao Ying was young and pointed eyes, and no one else noticed it. She first discovered Liu La's name at the bottom of the screen.

"Ah, look, this song is written by Lazi, and it's composed lyrics and songs." Zhao Ying screamed, and his sudden scream scared the elders around him.

"Oh. It's true." Several elders hurriedly looked at it and found that it was really Liu La's name, and they were all surprised.

My mother Zhao Lijuan was also very surprised and hugged Liu La's neck: "Little bastard, you are so good. When will you write songs? It's amazing. This is the surprise you gave us? It's simply amazing!"

Suddenly, Liu La was a little embarrassed by his mother's praise. He smiled and said, "This is also part of the surprise, so you can continue reading."

With Liu La's words, the young master also started singing last week on TV - "The old tree in front of the door grows new buds, and the dead trees in the yard bloom again. I hid a lot of words in my life, and my head full of white hair. The little feet in my memory and the chubby mouth, I gave him love for him all my life, just for that word for parents."

A faint hoarseness, accompanied by a strong feeling, slowly flowed into my ears. Perhaps Mr. Zhou’s singing skills were not perfect enough, but that little bit of tear that was originally a flaw was just right in comparison with the difficulties and hardships in life. In an instant, countless people’s eyes were attracted by the TV, and many people’s eyes were rosy.

The husband who was rolling out dumpling skins, the child who had just started working, the wife who was busy at home, and even the old man who had been paralyzed in bed for many years. They all stopped their work and turned their eyes to the new or old TV at home, with memories in their eyes.

The same is true at Liu La's family. After hearing the song, no one spoke anymore. The whole world seemed to be left with the beautiful woman on the screen. She was slowly telling the life stories of previous generations of people on the TV.

"Where has time gone? You are old before you feel good about your youth, and you will have children for the rest of your life..."

At this moment, Mr. Zhou sang the top part of this song, and almost at the same time, photos suddenly appeared on the big screen behind her.

The first photo is a group photo of a couple, with the young groom and the bride showing bright smiles under the big locust tree.

"Oh, old man, wasn't this what we took when we got married?" After seeing this photo, Liu La's grandma shouted in surprise.

The second photo was followed, the two people in the first photo, or the big locust tree, but at this time they were much more mature, holding in their arms and a few children standing beside them, which is the best proof of the passage of time.

"I remember this. This is the last photo we took in the old house before moving. We went on TV." Liu La's master was amazed.

Next is the third photo. People remain unchanged, but they become age. In this photo, the two people have grown up again and have entered middle age. The children around them have grown up, all of whom are already seventeen or eighteen years old. One of the boys is holding a bright red entry notice in his hand.

"This is my family photo of the year I was admitted to college." Seeing this photo, my uncle said.

These people are still in the photos afterwards, but the two old men are getting older and their hair has turned gray. The children around them have grown up and have their other half around them. In this photo, there is a boy holding hands with him next to the youngest girl in the family.

"Yeah, this is the first time I came to meet my parents in our house." Liu Yanghe smiled.

In the photos that followed, it can be seen that everyone is still there, but they have grown a little older, and there is another older man in this photo. At this time, everyone is smiling, looking at the girl on the hospital bed and the little baby beside her.

"The photo of the day Lazi was born, look at how happy our dad smiled when he first saw his grandson." Zhao Lijuan took her husband's hand, just like the young boy and girl in the previous photo.

Next, the photos flashed one by one, and with these photos, the first couple had become a white-haired old man. The brother and sister who held the admission letter and smiled foolishly in their boyfriend's hand had become the pillar of the family. The newly born boy on the hospital bed had also grown into his current strong appearance.

The last photo is a family photo. What is impressive is the bright smile on everyone's face in the photo. These smiles prove one thing. Although I am tired for you, old for you, and giving everything for you, as long as you say "My parents" is there, all this effort can be changed without regrets.

Just as it is sung in the song—
Chapter completed!