"Crunch."

But the moment I turned around, the nostalgia in the corner of my eyes was still clearly visible.

Ji Mushu gently broke free from Yu Mobai's hand and waved his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud.

As the two people walked along this road, they could hear the sound of firecrackers everywhere and the bright fireworks exploding in the sky.

In just a few days, Ji Mushu's little face became quite haggard, and her pointed oval face became more obvious.

"Shall we go for a walk?"

"have to."

The two figures, their single shadows drawn under the street lamp, walked through each corner, except for their two hands still holding each other, as if they were strangers, and their eyes had never met each other.

Ji Mushu shook his head, and the long hair draped on his shoulders swayed.

But the road was not deserted.

At this time, if anyone doesn’t have a few New Year greetings messages on their phone during the Chinese New Year, others will look down on you.

Yu Mobai looked at it and thought, oh, there are so many old goods, this probably emptied all the money in the family.

Ji Mushu shook his head gently, "Just walk with me."

The dishes on the New Year's Eve dinner table must be in an even number, as this appears more auspicious.

"Let's go."

Turning around, I saw the naughty kid from last time. He was covering his mouth and snickering. When he saw Yu Mobai looking over, he quickly dropped the lighter in his hand and ran back home.

The phone kept ringing, so Yu Mobai simply sent her a New Year greeting text message to another phone number.

Yu Mobai lit a cigarette from Yu Jinzhen's cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and went straight downstairs with the firecrackers.

"Fuck, it's so late and there are still people paying New Year's greetings."

The street lights on both sides of the road were still dim and flickered from time to time.

This is the attitude you should have during the Chinese New Year.

Yu Mobai stood at the door of the unit feeling a little lost, watching the fireworks in the sky, and turned to go home.

Yu Mobai took Ji Mushu's hand and walked out of the yard, but she did not refuse.

Wang Jingchun couldn't stay up for so long and finished eating the dumplings, so he went back to sleep.

The children playing with fireworks were running around downstairs, and they were all sweating a little. It felt like spring was coming.

Perhaps this is the appeal of the Spring Festival Gala to everyone in this era.

Then he walked to the balcony and started making phone calls to say New Year greetings.

His fingers were cold, and even though he tried hard to hold them tightly, he still couldn't keep them warm.

"Wooden comb."

"Go to bed early, we have to go out to pay New Year greetings tomorrow morning."

New year, new atmosphere.

"Happy New Year, Uncle Ji."

His eyes were no longer as clear as before, and his brows were always furrowed together.

There are basically no cars visible, only traffic lights standing alone on the road.

And on New Year’s Eve, we don’t really eat it in the evening, we usually eat it in the afternoon.

There was one more person at the dining table, and the atmosphere became lively. The family of three was basically chatting around Wang Jingchun.

Yu Mobai was stunned for a moment, "Maybe he is afraid that I will kidnap Mu Shu."

"Little bastard, I asked you to set off firecrackers. Where have you been?"

Every household has begun to prepare New Year's Eve dinner. Although the small county town is not big, it has many rules.

Yu Mobai picked up his phone and realized that the text message was from Yu Xinran, "What a scumbag, you are not willing to send me a single New Year blessing text message? I hold a grudge."

At eleven o'clock, there was finally no one left.

Yu Mobai smiled and said hello.

At this time, the Spring Festival Gala is almost over.

"What do you mean, you have a choice?"

Yu Mobai stood up and opened the door, muttering in a low voice, "Who the hell is that?"

"Wocao!"

Ji Zhigang wanted to stop it.

"Wooden comb."

"I don't want to talk, I just want to walk quietly."

Wang Jingchun is in her sixties this year. Her health is not very good and her legs and feet often hurt. These are old problems that cannot be cured. However, without delaying her walk, she waved with a smile, "Hurry up and load the things into the car."

While the father and son were chatting, the doorbell rang again.

Ji Zhigang just pretended that he couldn't see it, and turned back to Ji Mushu and said, "Mu Shu, let's set off the firecrackers for a while to get rid of the bad luck from last year."

After all, Yu Mobai sent another message, "Sister Zhu Ran, if you find a good man in the new year, marry her."

Just as he was about to create some atmosphere, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of firecrackers.

The one who replied the fastest was the one named "Teacher".

After all, the preparation process is the most anticipated.

Yu Mobai also smiled and tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears. Just when he was about to speak, there was a sudden explosion under his feet.

Yu Mobai stopped the car, took off his sunglasses and said hello with a smile, "Mistress, why are you waiting on the side of the road?"

"I know, Mom."

Soon, my phone buzzed with a reply.

The phone rang again.

If there is Zhihu now, Yu Mobai would like to ask a question. Which day do you think is the most festive before the Chinese New Year or during the Chinese New Year?

I guess a lot of people think it’s New Year’s Eve.

With Ji Zhigang nearby, it was impossible for him to talk to Ji Mushu.

"Senior Yu, why don't you speak?"

"It's only the end of January."

After the last skit, Yu Mobai also turned off the TV.

Damn it, when did she save her mobile phone number and change the notes to prevent him from finding out?

In fact, we used to go out as a family to pay New Year greetings to others.

Starting from noon, Central Station 1 began to play programs about the Spring Festival Gala. The familiar host and familiar music made everyone look forward to the Spring Festival Gala in the evening.

"Damn, it's not over yet."

"Then you come back early and don't stay out for too long."

It's already seven o'clock in the evening, and the Spring Festival Gala is about to start.

"No."

Yu Mobai took a sip of the remaining tea and said, "Damn, these people can drink it. Dad, this is all the tea I brought back for you, so you let them waste it."

Seeing that there was still some time left, he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already dark.

Yu Shengjin also pulled a few firecrackers and threw them to Yu Mobai, "You have grown up, and from now on I will leave the job of setting off firecrackers in our house to you."

The skit was performed by Guo Donglin. Yu Mobai didn't like watching it that much, so he lowered his head and sent a blessing message.

Yu Mobai also chose one at random and skipped Chen Zhixi.

Yu Mobai laughed dryly and exited the kitchen, a place of disputes. However, the family was more lively with more people in the New Year. He quite liked the excitement, not to mention that he hadn't seen his grandma for a long time.

"Uncle Ji?"

Unknowingly, this book is approaching 800,000 words. I am very grateful to the book friends who have supported this book along the way.

Let me tell you, this book is expected to be completed with one million words, probably around the end of next month. I know it is a bit sudden, and there are still many plots to write, but writing the book itself is also to make money, and this book will not make much money.

I will definitely open another book with the money, I hope everyone understands.

However, this one is neither eunuch nor unfinished, and will lead to another new book, which is still a familiar rebirth novel.

I hope readers can support another book when the time comes. It will definitely be better than this one. Thank you~
Chapter completed!