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Chapter one hundred and eighty fifth melancholy

"Mom, I'm back!"

Five days left before the Spring Festival in 2008, Gan Tao, who was white-clothed, white-haired, white eyebrows, and hungry, finally arrived home.

In early January 2008, the whole Jiangnan was filled with heavy snow. Even if he had only arrived in Haishi a few days before the New Year, he still could not escape the difficulties of returning home caused by this heavy snow disaster spread across many provinces.

All the expressways from Haishi to Huaishi were closed. He could only take a passenger bus from Haishi to pass through various cities in Jiangnan. He was blocked for three days, with a bag of instant noodles worth 30 yuan and a bottle of mineral water worth 10 yuan, and he was cheated for hundreds of yuan.

"I heard it, I heard it!" Jiang Mei, who opened the window and poked her head out of her head, looked at her snow-white and pitiful son from head to toe, replied with pain, and ran downstairs with "dongdong".

"It's crazy under the snow." Gan Tao, who was dancing under the eaves, kept shaking snowflakes all over the ground, sighed to Jiang Mei.

"It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married. Why are you doing here when you sigh!" Jiang Mei slapped his back and complained that he sighed as soon as he got home.

"I just spoke up!" he murmured in a low voice.

"Put things in the house and go to the village for dinner!" Jiang Mei reminded him.

"My grandpa, is my grandma's health OK?"

"It's the same as before, it should be better to survive the winter."

The mother and son walked and chatted while holding umbrellas, and from time to time they were worried whether the two elderly people in the village could survive the cold winter.

"Here you back!"

"Well, uncle, how did you come back? It was very congested on the road!"

"Business is not very good this year. I closed my business before it snowed!"

He nodded, and greeted other elders, as well as brothers and sisters of the same generation, such as Gan Jun, and those juniors who timidly called him uncle and uncle in a tender accent.

As the third generation grew up, the Gan family got married and had children. A 12-seat round table was already overwhelmed, so they could only press a small table next to it for the noisy children.

Talk about the work over the past year, talk about interesting things over the past year, talk about the news, and encouragement between elders and brothers to drink. It was snowing outside the house, laughing and laughing inside the house. Gan Tao was extremely happy when he put down his wine glass and looked at all this.

He does not have the ideological awareness of greater ability and greater responsibility, but he also wants to be willing to live a life of peace. Therefore, he will not be able to help any elder who has spoken actively in the past two years.

When the second master was a bricklayer, he arranged for him to go to Tongxin’s engineering team with his three uncles. They were all simple people and were serious in their work for others, not to mention that his nephews and nephews, and he made more money than usual.

It is because of the care of his hometown that he has the current harmonious atmosphere. He did not foolishly think that this is the charm of money and does not reflect family affection!

In his opinion, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing in a matter of opinion!

The lunch lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not really over until the two sons-in-law were lifted down. As the current storefront of the Gan family, Gan Tao naturally would not be much better. His cheeks were slightly red and his mind was clear, but his body would unconsciously sway!

He entered the east wing with the water cup. Mr. Gan, who had been bedridden, first looked at him with his turbid eyes, recognized him, and patted him by the bed.

"I brought a few bottles of good wine, and I will drink it with you slowly after the winter!"

"I can't drink it, so I'll give it to someone. I don't have to stay at home all year round. There are many favors to pay back!"

Hearing this, he was quite surprised. Mr. Gan has always been the one who was out of touch with the two old men. He was bedridden and ran around and fell. Unexpectedly, it was clear that it was clear.

He drooled, "I'll buy it if I've lost cigarettes and alcohol, and my family won't be short of money." He pursed the tea leaves stuck to his lips, got up and gave the position to his grandmother who came in, sat on the stool in front of the bed, leaned his head and asked in a low voice: "After the New Year, are there anyone I want to see? Or who is the aunt in Haishi?"

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. When he was about to find his pulse, Gan Mian reminded him: "I'm asleep!"

"My mother, why don't you transfer me to the hospital after the New Year?"

Compared to his uneasiness, Gan Mian was very calm, "Your Madam has nothing to do with it. Even if you are old, you will die in the future!" After that, Gan Mian said to her children and grandchildren who entered the house one after another: "After the New Year, it should go to work, and the children should go to school. The phone number at home is here to come back!"

After everyone agreed, they walked out of the wing room. The wing room was so big that there were not so many people standing, and the atmosphere was so depressing.

Just like the child thinks that the holidays always pass quickly, Gan Tao, who has posted couplets on New Year's Eve, also feels like this. It's the Spring Festival, and after the festival, he has to go out to run, and he feels like he can't stop.

On the New Year’s Eve dinner table, Jiang Mei asked him, “Why didn’t you bring Yaya?”

"What are you bringing me without name and no share?" He took a sip of wine and said helplessly.

"You will be 26 after tomorrow. It's time to consider lifelong affairs. Your grandmother also said, if you want to do it, just do it quickly. Your grandfather will have to wait for next year. Once the wedding period is delayed, you have to wait for three years!"

"Mom, do you really wish I was looking for someone in the circle?" He asked with a reminiscence, and said in a leisurely tone: "Yaya will become famous and will be plagued by negative news. What should you do then? Should you believe Yaya unconditionally, or would you choose to let me watch a battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

"What do you want to do if you don't have a single word in your eight characters?" Jiang Mei deliberately avoided.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is not a matter of horoscope. As long as I speak, Yaya will definitely agree. I am confident. The reason I keep dragging it is because I don't know how to deal with the future. Maybe it's because I'm too sensitive and have too many concerns!"

"It's really not possible. You stay in the capital after marriage and don't come back. Even if I see those gossip news, I can't find you. I won't see you!"

"Okay, the more you say this, the more outrageous you are. Did you find your wife and forget your mother? Wait, I will handle my relationship well. I'm saying that I will definitely be very busy next year and I don't have time to solve my personal problems at all!"

A good New Year’s Eve dinner was made by the personal relationship between an outsider and Gan Tao, which made both mother and son a little sad. Jiang Mei was sad that her son seemed to be an older unmarried young man, while Gan Tao was at a loss about the upcoming 2008.

The mother and son were having a chat while eating. When the Spring Festival Gala began, Jiang Mei suddenly said, "Didn't you invite you to the Spring Festival Gala this year?"

"I have invited you a long time ago, I don't like to go there. Don't look at these actors on stage. They are very pitiful when they step down. They are cold and hungry. They have to go home in the middle of the night. It's better to stay at home honestly!"

"Who is willing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala like you said?" Jiang Mei was very pitiful when she heard him telling the guests of the glorious performance on the stage, and she was very unbelievable.

"Big brands are indeed unwilling to participate, but those actors who are not famous are really crying and begging to attend the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Are you a big name now?"

"It's okay!" He couldn't help but smile.
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