After a pause, Tang Xinyi changed the subject and asked, "Will you return to the army after the New Year?"
Before Chen Ming went home, he told her that he would be back after the Chinese New Year, but he didn't say when exactly.
Chen Ming thought about it and replied, "Yes, I will report back after the Lantern Festival."
After the Lantern Festival, it also indicates that the Chinese New Year is coming to an end, and it is time to naturally return to the army.
After a pause, Chen Ming continued, "I will definitely go back to the Information Department when the time comes~ˇ."
The military chief must be very busy during the Spring Festival, and his future arrangements may not have been finalized yet.
By then, I will definitely have some time to go back to the Information Department of my old unit to rest for a while.
Tang Xinyi looked up at the night sky, with a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
After a moment, he said calmly, "Okay."
Chen Ming also knew that Tang Xinyi was at the brigade headquarters, so it was not convenient to talk on the phone for too long.
After all, she is the leader of a department. Instead of spending New Year's Day with her comrades, she is out chatting on the phone. If her leaders see her, it will have a bad impact.
Immediately, he smiled and said, "Okay, Chief, that's it for now. We'll talk when I get back."
Tang Xinyi didn't say anything more and replied, "Okay, let's talk about it later."
After saying that, Tang Xinyi immediately hung up the phone. After taking a look at the dark night sky, the smile on her face faded and she returned to the auditorium.
Chen Ming also looked up at the night sky. There were far fewer stars in winter than in summer, with only one or two scattered sparsely.
Chen Ming looked at the night sky, took a deep breath, and returned to the house.
At this time, a Spring Festival Gala skit was being shown on TV, and it was Uncle Benshan's "Donate Money"
Chen Ming watched a segment of the skit, and all the relatives were amused by the wonderful stories and jokes in the skit.
But after Chen Ming took a few glances, he became bored.
He could basically recite all the lines and jokes in the movie by heart, and suddenly it felt like there were no more funny moments.
The skit hadn't finished yet, but Chen Ming, feeling bored, left the stage and went back to his room.
Turn on your computer and log in to WeChat and QQ.
WeChat is quiet, even deserted.
Even the Red Star Brigade group, which had the largest number of chatters before, was now silent.
After all, this is a military unit, not an ordinary group chat.
At this point, every company basically either sits together in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala, or organizes its own New Year's Eve party.
Not many people have the opportunity to sit in front of a computer.
But it wasn't all silence.
In the small group of the Information Department dormitory, there were some news here and there.
Everyone is sharing their own New Year’s Eve dinner.
The scene at Xiong Dahe in the northeast was the most grand, with a large table full of food and a crowd of people gathered around it.
The most eye-catching thing is not the food or the number of people, but the barrels of wine on the table.
It is not an exaggeration to use bucket as the unit of measurement. It is really a real bucket, filled with wine.
There were six buckets on the table, with large ladles inside, giving the impression that the fight would not stop until one was dead.
After that, there was no news from him. Chen Ming felt that it would be difficult to see this big boss again, at least in the next three days.
Chang Heng was fine. His family should be a big family. They had a long table. His eighty-year-old grandmother was sitting at the head of the table wearing a new flowery dress. Her children were on her left and right, with a smile on her old face.
For these elderly people, having many children and grandchildren is the greatest happiness.
As for Lin Guang's home, it was much simpler. There were only three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and a sumptuous meal.
When Chen Ming looked at these pictures, he suddenly remembered that he did not take any pictures before eating, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
Now I want to share it, but I don’t know how to divide it.
After thinking for a while, Chen Ming chuckled and took out the National Science and Technology Progress Award certificate that was as big as the computer screen, as well as the second-class medal of honor.
I took out my camera and started taking a bunch of pictures, then transferred them to my computer and posted them directly to the Information Department dormitory group without saying anything.
As soon as the photo was posted, Chang Heng immediately sent out a machete emoji.
He cursed angrily: "You are still pretending like that on New Year's Eve, that's too much!"
Lin Guang also hurriedly said: "I second the motion, this is too much!"
After a pause, he added, "Since the boss is not here, I will second his motion as well!"
At this point, Xiong Dahe might have drunk so much that he lost his mind.
Chen Ming sent a smirking expression.
Then he asked: "You all reply in seconds, what's wrong, don't you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"
Chang Heng shrugged and said, "What's so good about that? It's boring the whole time. I might as well go online."
Lin Guang also agreed and said, "Just search the Internet for a collection of skits and crosstalk tomorrow. The others are really boring."
They are all young people. They are not interested in dancing or songs. What they like to watch are basically skits, crosstalk and magic.
It’s a pity that these only account for a small proportion of the Spring Festival Gala. If you want to watch them, you might as well wait until the next day to search for the collection.
Chen Ming couldn't help but shake his head as he thought of the Spring Festival Gala's declining ratings in ten years.
Young people only like to watch those few things, but you still have to make them sensational and boring. Who would like to watch them then
Chen Ming asked: "When will you return to the army?"
After celebrating New Year's Eve and welcoming the New Year, the Chinese New Year is considered over and it's time for everyone to go back home.
Chang Heng made a helpless expression and said, "I'll go back after the New Year."
Lin Guang sighed and said, "I would like to do it later, but my level is not high enough and my annual leave is limited."
They are all lieutenants and do not have much annual leave.
After a pause, Lin Guang asked Chen Ming: "What about you, when will you return to the team?"
Chen Ming replied boredly: "Let's finish the Lantern Festival. I will probably go back to the Information Department and meet up with you guys then."
Chang Heng gave a smirk and said with a smile: "Are you sure you want to get together with us, not with others?"
Lin Guang made a smirking expression and said, "I know who he wants to get together with, but I won't tell you, hehe."
Chen Ming sent them a rolling eyes emoticon and ended the chat immediately.
What qualifications do single guys have to judge themselves!
There was no one to chat with on WeChat, so Chen Ming immediately switched to QQ.
On QQ, brothers Zhao Bing and Zhao Fei both sent him greetings of "Happy New Year's Eve".
Chen Ming also responded one by one, but only Zhao Fei replied to him immediately, and Zhao Bing did not seem to be online.
Through chatting with Zhao Fei, Chen Ming learned that Zhao Bing’s traditional program every year is to sit in front of the TV with his mother and watch the Spring Festival Gala all night long.
After chatting with Chen Ming for a few words, Zhao Fei took the initiative to end the conversation and left, saying that he was going to patrol the forum.
And Wang Gui also sent photos of the New Year’s Eve dinner to Chen Ming.
In the photo, the family is standing in front of the dining table, which is filled with a pot of dumplings and a variety of rich dishes.
Wang Gui's parents are both tall and thin. Each of them wears thick glasses and has a gentle smile. You can tell at first glance that they are scholars engaged in scientific research.
Chen Ming couldn't understand how two people like this could give birth to a child like Wang Gui with such a bad temper.
Chen Ming still remembers clearly how he was scolded for half a month in the Hacker Alliance.
Under the photo, Wang Gui snorted, "I'm not an orphan!"
Chen Ming was a little amused.
Chen Ming chatted with him for a while, which was indeed a bit boring.
Soon, the time came to eleven fifty-seven.
Chen Ming walked out of the door. Everyone was still watching TV, but many of them looked sleepy.
Uncle San’s little daughter was sitting on a chair, and there was another chair next to her, and her big yellow dog was lying on that chair.
She hugged the big yellow dog's neck and lay on it, and the two of them were sleeping soundly.
As the host of the Spring Festival Gala on TV began the countdown to celebrate the New Year, everyone woke up their sleeping relatives, shouted loudly to wake them up, and looked forward to the New Year's bell together.
As twelve o'clock in the morning arrived on time, the sound of explosions outside the house could be heard from afar, and the colorful fireworks illuminated the entire dark night sky like daylight.
All the relatives stood up, smiling happily, clasping their fists to each other and shouting loudly, "Happy New Year."
Chen Ming also had a smile on his face, clenched his fists, and gave blessings to each of his relatives.
While the adults were congratulating each other, the children had already run out of the yard to watch the gorgeous fireworks. The colorful beauty of the fireworks was reflected in their innocent eyes, and their faces were full of longing.
After the congratulations, the Spring Festival Gala ended and the relatives left one after another with smiles on their faces.
And mother and father started to get busy.