On the night of New Year's Eve.
A man in a suit looked like he was only in his forties, carrying a suitcase and looking in the direction of Taoji Village in the distance, with sadness and nostalgia in his eyes.
"Lao Yun."
Yue Ping seemed to have blocked his sight unintentionally:
"The train is about to start, we should leave."
She held Yun Cai's arm and walked slowly towards the train.
Yuncai took one last deep look and then stepped onto the train.
My hometown is so sad, and my old friends have become memories.
After that,
there was no need to come.
Yun Yueyue followed the two of them, with the joy of returning home on her face, without any nostalgia.
...
Mu family.
Mu Sheng boldly rode on Dahei, raised his hand to light the whip, and then quickly patted Dahei's bear head:
"Dahei, run!"
"Ho-ho-"
Dahei spread his bear paws, whooshing He jumped up to the front door of the hall.
Working very well with Mu Sheng.
The hanging whip crackled.
The joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new permeates every corner of the yard.
Xu Lanxin covered Mu Nannan's ears, and Mu Jianfeng covered hers.
The family of three spent their first year together cuddled together.
"Dahei, run faster..., faster!"
Mu Sheng also rode on Dahei and let him run.
The large yard is covered with many bear prints.
"You naughty kid, get off Da Hei!"
Zhang Chunmei said with her hands on her waist:
"If you don't obey me, I will hand over all of this year's New Year's money!"
"I won't let you keep a penny!"
Mu Sheng is the most honest kid in the family. He is resistant to scolding and beating, but he values money the most.
"Mom, please don't!"
He slid down the Daheishan Mountain and stood obediently in front of Zhang Chunmei:
"I'm coming down."
"Don't deduct my lucky money!"
Money is his lifeblood. .
Zhang Chunmei was angry and funny. She grabbed Mu Sheng's ear and said,
"You miser, you iron rooster!"
"No one in our family loves money like you!"
Mu Sheng protected the other ear:
"I just love money. , It sounds like you don't love me."
"Last night I saw you checking your bankbook."
This is what he saw secretly through the crack of the window when he got up last night.
Zhang Chunmei, who was also labeled as a money lover, started to have a fever on her face.
She spanked Mu Sheng's butt:
"Your mother, I don't call it love money. I just took out the bankbook to see if there were any mice bitten."
Mu Sheng didn't feel any pain from the spanking and clamped on his ears. He also broke away his hand, and then made a face at his mother:
"Slightly, slightly..."
Mu Nannan saw the angry expression on his aunt's mother's face, and silently began to worry about his second brother's butt.
Different from the lively and joyful atmosphere of the Mu family, the Mu Wei country was quiet at this time.
Mr. Ji, Ji Beinian, his son and daughter-in-law sat in a circle around the stove.
Staying up late on New Year's Eve.
Mu Weiguo and Liu Xiuying were older, so they went back to the house to sleep early.
The match in the stove exploded with a crisp sound.
Bai Nian, who was dozing on Ji Chao's shoulder, was suddenly awakened. Then he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes and looked at his son.
I saw Ji Beinian quietly calculating something on paper without being disturbed at all.
But Mr. Ji put down the newspaper that Ji Chao brought specially from Kyoto in his hand, with a serious look on his face.
"Chao'er."
He sighed:
"The sky in Kyoto is going to change."
Hearing the old man's speculation, Ji Chao was not too surprised, because he also vaguely felt the feeling that a storm was coming.
"Dad, how long will it take?"
Mr. Ji was silent for a while, and then said:
"One year at most."
There are already signs of this, and the weather is changing very quickly.