In mid-February of 1964, today was New Year’s Eve, and every household had a reunion dinner.

The Zhou family’s New Year’s Eve dinner was as sumptuous as in previous years.

The family did not have any children this year because they had an extra child, Zhou Xiaobai, and a younger sister, Zhou Shuqing, was married off.

The New Year's Eve dinner was a reunion dinner. Zhou Shuqing and Xu Yiming did not go to Nanjianzi Hutong to have dinner together. After all, this was their first reunion dinner after their marriage, so they naturally had to celebrate the New Year in their own small home.

Naturally, it’s not that lively at home.

After dinner, Zhou Shuqing suggested going to her elder brother, and Xu Yiming nodded in agreement.

As soon as they went out, Uncle Liu's house across the street said hello to the Chinese New Year and asked the young couple, why are they still going out for the Chinese New Year?

"Go sit over at my eldest brother's house. Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, you guys eat first while we leave first."

After the young couple left, Aunt Liu said enviously:

"The children of the old Zhou family are really prosperous, and their daughters are marrying so well. I heard that Xu Yiming, the uncle of the Zhou family, is going to be the deputy chief of the security department? I don't know what kind of dishes they had at their New Year's Eve dinner just now, so

It tastes really good."

"So what if I'm the deputy section chief? That's someone else's family, not ours."

Uncle Liu curled his lips, his fat face full of contempt and disdain.

Speaking of which, he was a seventh-level worker, but none of his three children inherited his intelligence and ability, which made him very angry.

So, during the Chinese New Year, the Liu family heard the cry of children again.

It’s really not easy to be Uncle Liu’s son.

The doors and windows of several houses in the middle courtyard and front yard were basically closed, and no one was seen.

The Meng family is quite lively. They are probably drinking at the bar.

When Zhou Shuqing and his wife arrived home, it was Ah Fu who opened the door.

Entering the living room, Ding Qiunan was chatting with Huang Xiaohua. To be precise, he was doing ideological work for the latter.

When Zhou Shuqing heard about the topic of marriage, she became very interested and helped persuade Huang Xiaohua.

With her joining, Huang Xiaohua gradually wavered. Maybe getting married is not such a scary thing.

Neither Zhou Jimin nor Xu Yiming participated, but were chatting aside, no different from usual.

The black and white TV in the living room is playing a TV series that was shown before.

What about the Spring Festival Gala? It’s still early.

As for current TV programs, they are often fried, and there are very few new TV series released every year.

The main reason is that there are too few people engaged in the entertainment industry, and in this era everyone is striving for excellence. It is not possible to complete the filming of a TV series by just posting pictures.

The children were bored. It was so cold outside and they didn’t want to go out.

So, I ran over to Zhou Jimin to tell a story.

"Let your fourth uncle tell you stories. He has written so many stories, so he must be good at telling stories. Come on."

Zhou Jimin wanted to mess it up, so he didn't agree and instead threw the blame to the fourth child.

When the fourth child heard this, he stopped repeatedly, but Zhou Qingxian and others had already come over to surround him.

Most of the chirping sounds were flattering sounds, which made the fourth child feel a little carried away.

Well, let’s try to talk about it.

As a result, in less than half an hour, five children were successfully hypnotized.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Jimin and Ding Qiunan's eyes suddenly lit up. The fourth child has two brushes. If the child is too naughty and doesn't want to sleep in the future, he can send the fourth child to help hypnotize him.

But the fourth child is very depressed, what's going on?

Isn’t the story he told difficult to listen to?

His elder brother comforted him and said, the story you told is not unpleasant, but it is a bit cumbersome and lengthy.

Different from writing, storytelling is still very particular. If you want to tell it well and attractively, you must work hard on the words.

Just like storytelling, storytelling, cross talk, etc., they all rely on sound to convey information, but they have different forms and methods of expression.

The fourth child, who seemed to understand, nodded, and then said, "Brother, after the New Year, I am also fourteen years old. Can I publish it?"

"Are you so impatient?"

The fourth child, who had been suppressed for a long time, was already ready to make a move.

The age of fourteen is the time when youth is in its prime. It is very rare to not be as rebellious as other children.

"Brother, I really think I'm ready. You can't always prevent me from publishing, right? Then what I write can only be used as a footrest?"

"Haha, don't think so much. I'm not a feudal parent. If you think it's okay, just publish it. I support you."

"Really?"

The surprise came so quickly, the fourth child couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until his elder brother nodded again that he jumped up happily, but was immediately stopped by his elder sister-in-law's look.

Because Zhou Qingxian and the others were asleep, if he woke them up, he would have to let him continue to coax them to sleep.

After he was happy, he ran back to his room and brought two books he had written over.

"Brother, can you help me correct it?"

"It's Chinese New Year and you asked me to help you with your correction? What do you think? You don't want me to have some leisure time, right?"

Come and try it soon.]

The fourth child chuckled and touched his head, but made no sound.

How could he not know whether his elder brother is idle or not?

He is obviously a scientific researcher, but what he does every day has nothing to do with scientific research.

Aren’t serious scientific researchers supposed to stay in the laboratory all year round?

But his eldest brother is on the good side. He is on business trips, often comes home and messes around, and occasionally has trouble with his family, so he is quite free.

Zhou Jimin was speechless, glared at Ding Qiunan, Zhou Shuqing and the others who were snickering, took the fourth child over, and said:

"Whenever I'm free, I'll help you correct it after I'm done."

"Okay, thank you, brother."

Another year passed quietly.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Jimin and his family went out for a stroll again. They went to the nearby Summer Palace to see the scenery, and in the afternoon they went to the Forbidden City to pay homage to history.

From the second day of the Lunar New Year to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, this period is the time to visit relatives and friends.

Unlike those in the south who love to play mahjong and poker, people here in the capital love to chatter.

When a bunch of people get together, it’s inevitable to chat.

There are also old men who like to play chess, play with birds, etc. Not to mention, the lives of people in the capital are still colorful.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Jimin returned to Peking University to visit Duan Xuefu.

The latter complained that he should not always bring so many gifts to his door, causing him to not know what to do with them every time.

"Teacher, I just wanted to express my feelings. I don't have much, just some daily necessities."

"Come here, you carried two bags of fifty kilograms of flour for me, and you told me there isn't much?"

However, even if Lao Duan blows his beard and glares, there is nothing he can do.

I’ve brought all the gifts, so I can’t really refuse them, right?

Facing the rogue Zhou Jimin, Duan Xuefu was helpless.

After every warning and reminder, Zhou Jimin still refuses to listen. What can he do?

Not long after Zhou Jimin sat down, Ren Jiuzhang came to the door.

The two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time. When they met here today, naturally they had a passionate conversation.

In the past few days during the Chinese New Year, Zhou Jimin had the same routine every day, just meeting and chatting with different old friends.

Happy time is always in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye it is already the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

By this day, the taste of the New Year has become very dull.

I guess it’s the Lantern Festival, so I can reminisce about it for a while, and then the year will be completely over.

Zhou Qingxian and her five little ones are each one year older.

But as I get older, I'm still so naughty and mischievous, as if I haven't grown up yet.

No, during the day, they took Ah Fu out to buy firecrackers, and then blew up the cow dung on the roadside.

What a coincidence, Qin Huairu, who was passing by that road at that time, just came out of the intersection, and then her pants were splashed by flying cow dung.

Knowing that they were in trouble, Zhou Qingxian and the others quickly ran away.
To be continued...