Wen Jia's New Year is a big event. The Wen Xinlan brothers and sisters started to go to the old house a month in advance to make preparations.
The Wen family's old house is a courtyard house, where the whole family lived in the early years. Later, the Wen Xinlan brothers and sisters became adults, and they got married and moved out of the old house one after another. In the end, only Wen Xinlan's parents were left. They were old and it was inconvenient to live in such a big courtyard, so they moved to the elevator room.
This courtyard is only used for major events. Therefore, during the Chinese New Year, several children have to come over to clean and prepare for the arrangement.
Wen Xinlan's parents are in their 80s, almost 90 years old, and have few wishes. One is an old couple who can have their 90th birthday in the courtyard. Another is that the whole family reunites to celebrate the New Year, more than one year is a year.
Of Wen Xinlan's six siblings, Wen Xinlan is the youngest. In Su Pei's generation, there are more people, there are thirteen of the same generation. Su Pei is still the youngest. In addition, Su Pei's generation was married and had children. There are 40 people in the whole family!
So many people don't have a place, it's really impossible to spread. There are more people, and there are more trivialities.
Su Pei drove Wen Xinlan and Little Cookies on the way to the courtyard. Wen Xinlan couldn't help but babble: "Your aunt likes to mess around, and she tells me anything that doesn't please the eye."
People like her who pay attention to details complain that they are busy and troublesome, and they can relax until they are finished.
Su Pei drove the car, listened casually, and persuaded her: "I should have asked for two-hour work, it's much easier."
Wen Xinlan said: "Your second aunt doesn't agree. She said that the yard is full of old objects, and outsiders don't care. If you touch it and fall, it will all be a loss. You know her, who pulled a green onion in the yard. Root will feel distressed.”
It was such a short journey for the parents, and when he got there, Su Pei parked the car at the intersection. The grandfather and grandson took the New Year's gift and walked into the old house.
As soon as he entered the yard, Su Pei still sighed with emotion. He hadn't been here for two years. The well in the middle of the yard and the old wisteria tree are still the same. It's just that the color of the tiles on the wall is older.
As soon as he walked to the window, someone in the room said loudly, "Xiao Pei is back!"
Hula la, several people came out and pulled him and Little Cookie into the room: "Go and show the ancestors! I didn't come to the New Year last year!"
Su Pei is the grandson of the Wen family, but he is the favorite grandchild of the old Wen family.
Because Wen Xinlan is the little girl, the old man loves this little girl the most. She originally thought that she would stay by her side instead of marrying someone else, so she carefully chose a son-in-law to marry her. Originally, she had asked someone to find a young man who was willing to open the door, but Wen Xinlan fell in love with Su Pei's father and ran away.
The old man was so angry that Wen Xinlan and his wife were not allowed to come to the house for several years. Later, Su Pei was born, and the old man finally let go. Because Su Pei's appearance took his parents' strengths, he was like a little girl when he was a child, and none of his grandchildren was as good-looking as him. The old man was as happy as anything.
Everyone knows that Su Pei is the heart of the old man.
At the beginning of the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone sat down and joked about the same thing every year. Everyone is here, and there are only so many days at the end of adulthood, and there are few common topics. I can only talk about old things and make the old man happy.
What boss took the second child to go swimming in the wild, and was beaten up. The third aunt took her little nephew out to buy things, and when she got separated, she cried anxiously, but fortunately the police found it, and later the police became the third uncle.
When it comes to Wen Xinlan and Su Pei, they all say that Su Pei looked more like Wen Xinlan when she was a child, how beautiful.
"Xiao Pei was two or three years old at that time. I took him out and thought he was a girl. At that time, one of my classmates was shooting an advertisement, and I asked him to ask him to shoot an advertisement."
Su Pei listened to this story that he had heard a hundred times, and laughed with everyone.
After the nostalgic topic is over, it begins to turn to marriage and parenting. The older unmarried was urged, "Look, Xiao Pei's daughter is almost ten years old, and you are not married! Xiao Pei is three years younger than you!"
But Su Pei's divorce was not spared.
"Xiao Pei, it's been a while since you've been divorced... There's nothing to be embarrassed about divorce. Three teachers in our school got divorced in the second half of the year. Divorce is very normal. But you're still young and earn a lot of money, so you can't always be alone. Well. The little girl also needs someone to take care of. The female teacher in our school who has just divorced is a good person... "
Su Pei didn't drink, so he could only suffer soberly.
He smiled and said, "I just came out of the besieged city, and I don't want to go in so soon. I'm much more comfortable alone."
He said that as if he was pretending to be unrestrained. It also attracted his cousins to ask him how much he could earn as a screenwriter? How profitable is the film industry? Is it really possible to unspoken rules actress?
In their eyes, Su Pei was a beloved child since childhood. He was cute when he was young, handsome when he grew up, went to famous schools all the way, published a best-selling book after graduation, married Bai Fumei, and now he is a screenwriter, and he knows all the stars and celebrities.
Only Su Pei knew that the truth was riddled with holes.
He remembered Ms. Zhang's famous saying that life is a gorgeous robe covered with lice. Couldn't be more apt.
Everyone began to brag about their work again, saying "this year is not good" and "the treatment is too bad", while secretly showing off the achievements of the newly bought house/car/child.
When the New Year's Eve dinner was about to end, Mr. Wen said, "Let me say a few words."
He was an old man in his eighties, speaking slowly but clearly. Everyone immediately quieted down.
He said: "Our family, four generations in the same house, is not easy, this is born at a good time..."
Everyone joined in.
Mr. Wen said again, "I'm happy to be back in the courtyard. This is home. But I know that when your mother and I are gone, it's hard to get together here."
Several sons and daughters said together: "Dad, it's a big holiday, why are you saying this!"
Mr. Wen went on to say, "I won't care if you sell this courtyard house in the future. I don't want to see a few of your brothers and sisters arguing. I'll make it clear today that the money from the courtyard house's sale will be divided equally between your brothers and sisters. More, one less."
Everyone was quiet for a while, it turned out that today was the old man taking advantage of the completeness of the people, his mind was still clear, and he was dividing the family property.
Su Pei didn't expect this to happen either. He looked at everyone differently. A few aunts and uncles were obviously a little unhappy, but the aunt responded immediately: "Okay, Dad, we all listen to you."
When the aunt said this, everyone opened their mouths and agreed.
The old man said again: "There are some antique calligraphy and painting left, which I plan to donate to the museum. I have nothing else!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent. The uncle's face turned dark, and he almost stood up, but was firmly held by his aunt.
Su Pei saved the field. He raised his glass and said, "Let's all toast."
Everyone quickly said: "Toast to a toast." This was vague.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone watched TV and played mahjong to keep the year old. Su Pei was pulled aside by her aunt to speak quietly.
"You have to persuade the old man that the antiques of calligraphy and painting he has saved cannot be donated." Auntie straight to the point.
Su Pei asked, "Why?"
Auntie looked at Su Pei as if looking at an alien: "Why? You child! The old man has real things in his hands, and there is an original piece of Qi Baishi! Do you think you can donate it?"
When Su Pei was very young, he heard that there was an authentic work of Qi Baishi in his grandfather's house. He vaguely remembered that he saw it on the wall when he was a child, but it was all vague memories.
His maternal grandfather was a lively man and a man who liked to brag. It's hard to tell if it's true or not.
So he didn't think it was a big deal when he was a kid. It's true, of course happy. It's not true, just as happy as it is.
Su Pei can now understand the mood of the aunt - Qi Baishi's real work, it is too valuable.
But if you don't take it to the auction house, that painting will always be a painting, money can't measure it, and it's happy enough to keep it.
So he also understands his grandfather's feelings - instead of being sold by his descendants and not knowing which buyer goes to, it is better to donate to a museum, which is more secure.
So he didn't want to swim in the muddy water: "Auntie, none of your elders have spoken, how can my grandson persuade me."
He politely declined.
The aunt said, "It's up to a child to talk about it. You are the little grandson, and the old man loves you so much. Besides, you are both a writer and a screenwriter, and you will definitely be able to convince him if you don't make up a set of things."
Su Pei thinks she has some misunderstandings about screenwriters and writers. He said, "Auntie, I really don't have that ability. You see, I can't convince you not to let me be a lobbyist. How can I be a good lobbyist?"
Auntie ran away.
Su Pei walked into the yard alone to get some air. He was habitually touching the lighter, and then he remembered that he was quitting smoking.
All he could do was get out his phone.
All kinds of messages, classmates, colleagues, colleagues, friends, messy New Year greetings and red envelopes are constantly flashing on the screen of the mobile phone.
He opened the phone and flipped through the contacts.
It was Chinese New Year and he was surrounded by relatives, yet he felt a sense of loneliness. He wants to find someone to talk to right away, not necessarily a lover, but they should understand each other's feelings...
He flipped up and down for a while, clicked He Yiming's name, and called He Yiming.
The phone rang twice and was picked up immediately.
"Su Pei?" He Yiming's low voice contained a hint of surprise, which sounded extraordinarily warm on New Year's Eve.
Su Pei couldn't help smiling: "Mr. He, how are you?"
He Yiming paused for a moment and said, "You know, I've been like this throughout the New Year. It's just me and my mother."
Su Pei knew.
After He Yiming's father committed suicide and died, relatives all fell out with his family, and the trouble was all over the word "money". So after He Yiming became prosperous, all the debts of that year were cleared. But if these relatives post it again, of course He Yiming won't give him another look - he has clear grievances and grievances.
Therefore, He Yiming has only two people in the family, he and his mother. He usually takes his mother out to relax.
"Where are you now?" Su Pei asked.
He Yiming said: "I just went to a poor county below my hometown this afternoon to condolence to the lonely elderly and left-behind children, and to do charity. The New Year's Eve dinner is also eaten here."
Su Pei sighed: "It's really hard for you to have to work this New Year."
He Yiming's charity work is also a part of corporate image promotion, and the conditions for coming to poor counties will not be good.
He Yiming's voice revealed a smile: "Fortunately, my mother is quite happy. She also said that she will sponsor a few left-behind children. What about you? Has the Prince visited the courtyard?"
Su Pei sighed.
He Yiming said immediately, "Don't sigh, Su Pei, you will sigh away your luck."
His tone seemed to be coaxing the child, and he asked, "What's wrong? Are your relatives making things difficult for you?"
Su Pei said, "That's not true... Except to persuade me to get married soon and introduce me to someone."
He Yiming coughed.
Su Pei said, "It's nothing. It's the real work of Qi Baishi at home."
He Yiming didn't react for a while: "What?"
Su Pei sighed: "I really want you to give me advice and talk to you face to face."
He Yiming said: "I also want to..."
He swallowed, as if the signal was bad.
"Wait for me, come back in two days, let's have a drink and chat alone," He Yiming said, "That's it."
He Yiming hung up the phone and thought about it.
"Yi Ming," his mother called to him, "let's see these dumplings."
He Yiming walked over, his mother was making dumplings with several staff members. He said lightly: "Very good, so much is enough for everyone to eat."
His mother was a simple woman. Even now he can buy her a room of big-name luxury goods, she still wears a cheap down jacket and shoes from the supermarket, no makeup, and only a gold ring for her jewelry.
When the staff went to the kitchen with the wrapped dumplings, only their mother and son were left. He Yiming's mother immediately whispered, "What do you think of Xiao Wu? She's so clever. How long has she been working by your side?"
He Yiming was very speechless. Before today, he didn't have much impression of this employee, he was just an ordinary employee.
How did he notice so much?
His mother was already a little obsessed with his marriage.
"Rabbits don't eat grass at the edge of the nest, and I don't like it either," He Yiming said.
His mother was clearly disappointed, saying, "You're always dating actresses and models, and they're not the kind of people who can live with peace of mind..."
He Yiming couldn't help but sighed.
He suddenly remembered what he just said to Su Pei, don't sigh, you will sigh away your good luck.
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