In a blink of an eye, it's New Year's Eve.
It was still snowing on New Year's Eve, and the fine snow particles were blown around by the wind, hitting the face with ice and cold.
There were crackling firecrackers outside, and the sound of little chubby screaming ghostly, I don't know what he was shouting.
The New Year here in Laojie is much more lively than Tonglin Road. The whole family gathers together, moves the small table to the living room, gathers together to make dumplings, mix stuffing and roll out dough, while listening to the chirping sound of the TV, chatting about homework, Little Anya was dangling a bell in the baby walker, staggering two steps from time to time.
"Guanglin is going to buy a bottle of soy sauce, there is only a little left."
Qin's mother shook the soy sauce bottle in the kitchen, ordering Qin Guanglin, who had nothing to do, to run errands.
"It's the Chinese New Year and I think the soy sauce is gone."
Qin Guanglin muttered, took his coat from the hanger and put it on, opened the door and took a step, shivering from the cold outside, then backed up, put on his hat, and ran out facing the snowflakes.
Because of the snow, it was already getting dark at five o'clock in the afternoon. The gloomy sky had no light, and the street lights were turned on early. There were not many people on the cold street, only children waiting for dinner holding firecrackers It's still in the street, and it's not too cold. He walked a few steps quickly and knocked on the door of the convenience store across the street.
bang bang bang!
"It's closed, it's Chinese New Year today!"
Old Pan's voice came from inside.
"Uncle Pan, I, Guanglin."
Qin Guanglin shrank his neck and shouted, "I'm making dumplings, take a bottle of soy sauce, otherwise I won't be able to eat dumplings."
After staying for a few seconds, the window was pulled open with a clang, and Uncle Pan poked his head out, looking at it with a chill.
"Xiao Qin... wait a minute, which one do you want?" Uncle Pan's son had installed a rolling shutter door in Old Pan's convenience store, and it was inconvenient to open and close, so he planned to hand it out to Qin Guanglin through the window.
"Well... just pick the good ones and take them."
"Hey, pick the good ones... wait a minute."
Uncle Pan retracted his head again, Qin Guanglin waited there with his sleeves folded, why not buy all the soy sauce used at home, he really didn't pay attention to what kind of soy sauce to eat, it's over when it's good.
After a while, Uncle Pan poked his head out of the window again, and handed out the soy sauce, "Here, this is the best! The dumplings are delicious and delicious."
"Thank you, Uncle Pan, Brother Pan and the others haven't come back for the New Year?" Qin Guanglin saw a large bowl of noodles on the table in his room through the window, and said casually while paying.
"Hi, go to Xiaoli's house for the New Year, and come back here in a few days."
"The ones who celebrate Chinese New Year can't eat noodles either. Wait a minute, I'll bring you two bowls of dumplings when they're cooked."
"You boy... haha, don't bother, I have a refrigerator if I want to eat, I'm too lazy to cook."
Uncle Pan smiled and waved his hands. His gray hair made him look a little older, and the wrinkles on his face were piled up. He opened his mouth and said cheerfully, "Go back soon, I'll be late making dumplings."
"Then you are busy."
Qin Guanglin tightened his collar tightly, and without further delay, walked home with small steps, his chubby body twisted and twisted, entered the door with a cold air, stomped his feet twice to take off his hat and coat, handed the soy sauce to Qin Ma, and pia again Waiting to eat on the couch.
"I don't even look at how fat you are now, you just lie there every day and don't know how to move." He might as well roll his face and despise.
Mother Qin chimed in: "That's right, it's almost heavier than your Aunt Wang."
Qin Guanglin pretended to be dead, what could he do? He is also very desperate.
Even though I tried my best to go on a diet, I still gained weight every month.
It's all because He Wei feeds so well.
He took out his phone and pretended he couldn't hear the two people complaining. He clicked on the browser and thought for a while, then typed "Why do men get fat after marriage", and couldn't help but laugh after watching it for a while.
"Eh, eh."
Qin Guanglin interrupted the two of them, leaned on the back of the sofa and shook his phone at them with difficulty, "This is scientifically reasonable...cough, coughcough..."
He cleared his throat and read seriously to his mobile phone: "Usually, men who feel happy in marriage are easy to gain weight, because on the one hand, they have a rich diet, live a comfortable life, and have someone to take care of them. On the other hand, they feel that someone loves them. To be loved, to be spiritually delighted...”
"What's the mess?!" He Wu turned his face to look elsewhere. Although he was an old couple, he still couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he heard what he said about love and love in front of Qin Ma.
The dead fat man's skin is getting thicker and thicker, and he is complacent on the sofa, "Hey, this is happiness, look, look—" He patted the flesh on his stomach, and said proudly: "I am happy to be a symbol of happiness, and I wish I could get fatter." point."
"It means why no one hurts?" Mother Qin always found Huadian easily.
"..."
Qin Guanglin got stuck, and leaned back on the sofa cowardly, "Physiques are different, that physique is different, men and women are different."
"Give me some exercise after the Chinese New Year, or keep running."
Why not take a look at the precious bicycle put away by Qin Ma in the corner of the living room, and say, "Gym, choose one of running."
"I can't run, look at this meat, it... Sigh."
"Ba ba, ba ba!"
Little Anya staggered over pushing the baby walker. Qin Guanglin didn't bother to pay attention to the two women. He reached out and copied his daughter and put it on his belly. Seeing her giggling, he couldn't help laughing, "Daughter likes skinny dad? Fat dad?"
"Ba ba."
"Look, my daughter likes me to be fat." He turned his head and said.
"Virtue."
As the night fell, the sound of firecrackers outside became lively, the Qin family's dumplings had already been wrapped, Qin Guanglin set the dining table facing the TV, why not go to the bedroom to greet the family with a mobile phone, and Qin Guanglin went to cook some side dishes.
When it was almost time, the dumplings were ready to cook, why not also come out of the bedroom, hugged her daughter and waited for the meal to be ready, the family gathered around the table to eat and watch the Spring Festival Gala.
"By the way, there is news that our area is going to be demolished." Mother Qin said holding the bowl, with a look of melancholy on her face.
Demolition is naturally a good thing, but there will always be some reluctance to part with the old place where we have lived for decades.
"When? Who told you that?" Qin Guanglin didn't have so many thoughts, anyway, he was not too short of money, so it would be fine if he didn't demolish it, but he would definitely be happy if it was demolished.
"Everyone is saying that someone has come here to investigate."
"Oh, that should be soon."
Qin Guanglin turned his head to look at He Wu, and asked this big baby directly to know everything.
He might as well shake his head slightly and say nothing, Qin Guanglin knew in his heart that most of the news was fake news, so he was happy for nothing, and changed the subject and stopped discussing it.
The new year passed quietly like this, leaving nothing but another year older. Time always slipped away inadvertently, and it was only when I looked back that I suddenly realized that those yesterdays were already a few years ago.
Why not take him back to Hecheng in the third year of junior high school, the snow is too heavy to affect the expressway, but fortunately he got a train ticket, Qin Guanglin is carrying his bag, why not bring his daughter into the station together, and wait in the waiting room for the train to enter the station.
The custom in Hecheng is like this, it is normal to return to the second or fourth year of junior high school, but if there is only one parent, you have to pick an odd number to go back.
"Do you remember the first time you went to my house? You also took the bullet train, and the bus scared you so much." He might as well tease his daughter and chat with him.
"How could I forget? The first time I went to your house, I was given a scoop." Qin Guanglin couldn't help but raised his hand and touched the back of his head when he mentioned this, his memory was particularly deep, "Those guys..."
In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped.
"What are you looking at?" He Wei couldn't help asking when he saw him looking outside while talking.
"Oh... nothing."
Qin Guanglin shook his head, just now he saw a tall and tall figure carrying a travel bag into the station, he almost recognized it as Sun Wen, and when he wanted to say hello, that person had already flowed into the platform with the crowd to get on the train.
"Maybe it's the wrong person."
(end of this chapter)