142. New Year's Eve

Although Lao Cui received the package today, a letter did not make him a little depressed. As for such a saving, since he can send the package, why can't he write a letter?

"Lao Cui, don't think too much. Your wife can mail things to you, which shows that they are all fine. I guess it's also to avoid suspicion. At this time, we should also think about the children. As long as they all live well, at least your situation is better than Lao Chen."

Zuo Zhanshan had seen Lao Cui's depression for a long time, so he said this to him when he was free, hoping to solve it. Some things were afraid that he would get into the tip of the horns. Sometimes the literati are careful, and they may not be able to catch up with the rough thoughts of them.

"Lao Zuo, I'm fine. I'm just worried about the old woman. As long as they live a better life than anything else, after all, it's not a good thing to have something to do with us, alas."

"Lao Cui, don't sigh. Our good days are still in the future. Lin Biao is dead. How long do you think those people can jump? The dawn is ahead. We have to wait patiently."

Lao Cui nodded, "Yes, Lin Biao is dead, and we also have to see hope. Our brothers will live well in the future."

The family helped fold the ingots. Wang Zhenhe borrowed a paper stack, which was a tool to carve copper coin marks on the burning paper. He had finished the bought burning paper, and Zhang Lan also cooked the meal. Everyone finished the meal silently and asked Lao Chen to quietly send the money to his wife by the landlord of the Wang family.

Zhang Lan and the others didn't go out, but just let a few children accompany Lao Chen. At least this is their master's sister. The brothers and sisters should go to deliver paper to the old man.

Mingcheng still had a basket in his hand, in which there were frozen fruits, peanuts and steamed buns picked by Zhang Lan, a small piece of meat and wine, which was also for the old man to taste the worship of the descendants at that end.

Old Chen silently sent these things into the fire. He didn't know what he was talking about, but his brother and sister honestly accompanied him and helped add paper money to the fire.

"Grandpa Chen, don't be sad. You will still have us in the future. You won't be alone." Mingcheng whispered his advice.

Chen Minghai raised his dizzy eyes and touched Mingcheng's head. "Yes, grandpa and you. Grandma Chen will bless us in the sky."

Wang Qian looked at the lonely old man and couldn't help sighing. When she was young, the husband and wife always accompanied her. Although their children and grandchildren were good, they could not accompany each other day long. Only the old wife who had quarreled with you for a lifetime, and perhaps the old wife who had fought with you for a lifetime was the ultimate Much more lonely.

Gently hugged the old man who squatted on the ground and burned paper from behind, "Grandpa Chen, come here when you can't move when you're old. I'll accompany you, and I'll give you the end of your pension."

Chen Minghai put his hands around the little girl on his back, and a line of tears finally fell slowly.

"Good boy, grandpa will remember your words. With our Qianqian, Grandpa is not worried. In the future, your grandpa Chen is also a blessed person. When I met a family like you, I will have no regrets in my life with you in the future."

After burning the paper, the brother and sister slowly pulled the old man back. Mr. Chen bowed his hand to several people in the room, "Everyone, thank you today. I won't say thank you to Zhenhe and his wife. That's too light. I will remember your friendship. ."

Wu Changyong and others came to hug Lao Chen one after another. The old man's life was so hard. The news was actually passed on to him by his grandson. Thinking about it, everyone felt sorry for Lao Chen. Fortunately, there was also a grandson who missed him.

In the past two days, Master Chen's mood was not very high, but several people were persuading him. In addition, a few children in the family were happy, and the depressed mood was slowly fading away.

The New Year's Eve is still as promised. Wang Zhenhe and his wife have discussed it. In the future, they will spend the New Year's Eve at their own home. Not only have they been unable to resolve the trouble with their mother-in-law's family, but also Wang Zhenhe does not want his wife and children to suffer those gri

Every year, their family's New Year's meals are prepared with the help of their daughter-in-law and sister-in-law, and the second sister-in-law stands aside and speaks cold words. Wang Zhi meant that he couldn't get on it. In the end, when Zhang Lan finished cleaning up and went to the table, there was nothing delicious food left.

At noon, the family had a very rich lunch. Zhang Lan chased several old men to sleep for a while and let everyone watch the night.

She and Hao Lianchun packed up the dumplings for the evening together. Wang Qian was rarely interested to go out for a walk today. Zuo He pulled Mingyuan behind her excitedly, "Sister Qianqian, what do you want to play? Why don't we go to the ice car? You can play it once."

Zuo He felt good to make an ice car with Wang Qian last time, so he was very interested in inviting her to play the ice car together today.

"Brother, let's go and play with the jade sisters of the uncle's family. I guess they will be fine today. Is the big brother and the elder sister at the uncle's house?"

Mingyuan nodded his little head and said, "Um, they are playing at their uncle's house. You and Zuo He will go get the ice car, and I'll find them to play on the river together."

However, when the two people took the ice car to the river, they didn't see Mingyuan coming over. The two of them had a good time on the ice. Today, there were no two people by the river. The children in the village were staying at home and eating good food.

Zuo He rowed the ice car in front of him, and Wang Qian sat in the back, not only blocking the wind but also quite safe. "Sister Qianqian, when I grow up, I will drive a car to play with you." Zuo He stroked vigorously and talked to Wang Qian behind him.

"I think it's okay. When you grow up, you must remember it. Don't wait until you leave here and don't know us."

Wang Qian gave Zuo He a drizzle first. When the Cultural Revolution is over, according to Mr. Zuo's identity and status, Zuo He will be the second generation of officials in the future. If there is anything to ask him for help, it will definitely work.

"I remember that I will never forget it for the rest of my life. You will grow up soon. You should also think about me at that time. Don't forget me as soon as I leave."

Zuo He doesn't want to wait for him to go back. This sister knows another brother, so his baby sister will be robbed, so he doesn't forget to remind Wang Qian.

"Brother Zuo, your future will be so good that you can't imagine, so be a good person and don't become a playboy. Maybe you can't understand what I'm saying now, but you just need to remember what I said today."

Zuo He really didn't understand what Wang Qian said, but since his sister said it, he just remembered it carefully, so Wang Qian saw Zuo He's little head very hard behind him.

Wang Qian doesn't want Zuo He to grow into a swanid after leaving them. The living environment has changed, and many people's mentality is also changing. She hopes that those who have lived with them can maintain a good mentality to face the future life.

"Sister, we're here." Ming, who hadn't appeared for a long time, waved to them from afar, and Zuo He turned around and drove her back.

"Brother, why did you come here?" After saying that, Wang Qian found that the eyes of the lobby sister behind the little brother were a little red, as if she had cried.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

The second cousin Wang Minglin kicked the stone under his feet and said, "Who else can kill our milk and the second aunt? Looking at me, I'm angry. Your aunt worked hard to help them cook, but she didn't get good at all, but made a lot of money. My mother came back and got angry and quarreled with my father."

Although the second cousin didn't say everything, Wang Qian can imagine meeting those people. It's almost impossible not to get angry. This year, her family didn't go there, so the aunt was left to work alone. Han Cui has a good mouth. I guess it's possible to fight, but I don't want to wait for her to cook for Think about it, that person is also a master who doesn't suffer losses. I guess uncle's lunch is not comfortable at home.

"Is the aunt all right?" Wang Qian still asked with some concern.

"My mother didn't even eat. She can get much better. My mother said that she won't go like your family next year. They can do whatever they like. She won't do anything that is not pleasing."

This sentence sounds like what the aunt said in Wang Qian. Wang Juan is not as deciprovoking as her mother. She has angered her aunt. She is not used to their problems. In the past, her mother used to be a gasbag, but this year, Wang Juan has come to the top of the jar.

Mingcheng took his two brothers to play with the ice car, and they forgot the unhappiness brought by noon. When they came home, it was unfortunate that Aunt Wang Juan was also sitting in their house.

"Daughter, what's the matter? Have you calmed down at noon?" Wang Qian cleverly approached Wang Juan and asked curiously.

Wang Juan hugged her and said, "It's better for our Qianqian. The aunt's anger has long subsided, and it's not good to be angry with them. Your aunt still wants to please a good fortune during the Spring Festival. Don't affect my luck this year for those unentant people.

Wang Juan didn't sit for a long time before she went back. She had to make dumplings at night, so she couldn't sit anymore.

Zhang Lan and Hao Lianchun brought up the live stuffing and noodles together, and several old men chatting next door also came to help. The kang was surrounded by people helping to make dumplings.

Even Zuo He learned to make dumplings with them for the first time. Looking at the dumplings made by the little guy, even Hao Lianchun couldn't help but want to have fun.

"Look at our Zuo He. Although it's the first time to make dumplings, it's very beautiful. It's really good."

Everyone is secretly having fun. It is estimated that only his grandmother can praise Zuo He's dumplings like this, and Zuo Zhanshan is even more rude. "That's, if you don't see whose grandson it is, our Zuo Hebao's such beautiful dumplings will definitely be able to get a beautiful daughter-in-law in the future."

The nine-year-old child already knew what his daughter-in-law meant, so Zuo He squeezed his little mouth and lowered his head with some embarrassment, and pinched the dumplings at a glance.

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