The morning of the New Year should be the warmest. When you open your sleepy eyes amidst the roar of firecrackers, the sun shines softly on the window lattice. The snow-white window paper is pasted with colorful window grilles cut from glossy paper. They are like flowers blooming in the cold winter.
A touch of beauty embellishes the New Year and lights up people's yearning and hope for the New Year.
Teacher Jiang is old. He went to bed at 11 o'clock last night. When he woke up in the morning, he woke up to the sound of firecrackers. When he opened his eyes, he saw the colorful window grilles printed in the morning light on the window lattice. He thought to himself that another year has come.
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She immediately thought that this year was different from previous years. Since her son couldn't come back, she was used to spending the Spring Festival alone. Her biggest hope was that Xiaobai could come back, but it was not up to her.
She could only hope.
She heard the movement in the living room outside the door, and gradually remembered the excitement last night.
As people get older, many things become confused. The idea is obviously in their hearts, but they just can't reach their brains, and they can't remember it no matter how much they think about it.
She subconsciously wanted to get up and look at the fire pot in the living room. If the fire was out, she would light a fire again. On the one hand, it was for warmth, and on the other hand, it was local custom. The fire on New Year's Eve could not be extinguished and had to be burned overnight.
In the past, when she was alone and couldn't stay up all night, she would put more charcoal, lower the fire, leave sparks, and try to keep it burning all night, and get up early the next morning to add more charcoal.
She was about to get up, but something suddenly occurred to her, so she sat on the bedside instead, her eyes falling on the quilt in front of her. She saw that the pattern of window grilles on the window lattice was illuminated by the sun and printed on the quilt, which was "a child is born in a lotus".
, the distant sound of firecrackers rang in my ears, it was the firecrackers opening the doors of other houses in the village, one after another, dogs barked and chickens croaked.
She remembered that Zhang Tan was in the living room and she heard the noise. She could rest assured that the fire in the brazier would not go out.
Last night Zhang Tan and Xiaobai kept vigil, but Xiaobai couldn't make it through. At almost 1 o'clock, he fell asleep in Zhang Tan's arms, and was then carried into the room, where he has not woken up until now.
Teacher Jiang originally just wanted to sit on the bed for a while, but he soon became immersed in his thoughts and fell into memories. It took him a while to wake up.
As people get older, it is easier to think about the past.
She got up and opened the door, and sure enough she saw the warmth in the living room, the fire in the brazier was burning brightly, the door was open, the firecracker scraps in the yard outside had been swept away, and they were piled together, and a big rooster was arrogant.
Walk through the gate...
She saw a young man sitting in the living room, lowering his head and adding charcoal to the brazier. She vaguely felt that Jiang Ping was back.
"Happy New Year, Teacher Jiang." The other party looked up and saw her and said with a smile.
Only then did Teacher Jiang see clearly that it was Zhang Tan, not Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping can't come back.
Teacher Jiang's face was full of disappointment, but he quickly covered up the gaffe at this moment and said calmly: "Happy New Year to you, Zhang Tan, haven't you slept all night?"
"Sit here and take a nap."
With that said, Zhang Tan stood up and came to her, smiling and formally wishing her New Year greetings, which surprised Teacher Jiang, because Zhang Tan bowed to her and kowtowed to the ground, just like Xiaobai last night.
Teacher Jiang hurriedly helped him up. Why did this happen?
After Zhang Tan got up, he said guiltily that he asked Teacher Jiang to treat him as his son from now on. He had already regarded her as his mother.
Teacher Jiang was stunned. Seeing Zhang Tan's serious look, he couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.
Zhang Tan put his arm around her shoulders, patted her gently, and said sorry in a low voice.
I'm sorry? Why are you sorry? Zhang Tan didn't say it, he didn't need to say it explicitly, he knew it, and he believed Teacher Jiang could understand it.
He always owed Teacher Jiang an apology.
The knot in Teacher Jiang's heart cannot be completely untied in an instant, but it is already untying.
She went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but Zhang Tan did not go over to help. He wanted to leave some private space for Teacher Jiang, which made her shed a lot of tears early in the morning.
The bedroom door suddenly opened. Xiaobai, wearing pajamas and a leifeng hat crookedly, appeared at the door sleepily, rubbed his eyes that he struggled to open, and asked: "I heard grandma crying.
What?"
Zhang Tan said: "You must have heard wrong. It's Chinese New Year today, why would anyone cry? Are you so cold? You actually know how to put on a hat."
Xiaobai nodded, ran back to the room, got into bed, and forgot to take off the leifeng hat on his head.
Not long after she lay down, Dunzi's voice sounded outside the window calling her.
"Xiaobai~~~Xiaobai, I wish you a happy New Year, Xiaobai——"
Dunzi squatted under the window of her bedroom and shouted loudly. Xiaobai got up, lay beside the window and looked out. She saw that Dunzi was dressed like a ball and also wore a leifeng hat to cover her ears, with a red face.
Frost-beaten red persimmons hanging on the branches.
He bowed his hands and bowed to Xiaobai.
It’s really his early years. Early in the morning, he didn’t brush his teeth or wash his face. There were still marks on his face from sleeping, and there were traces of dried saliva on the corners of his mouth, just to be the first little basin in the world to wish Xiaobai a happy new year.
friend.
He did it! Except for the majestic big rooster crowing and passing by under the small white window, there was no other life passing by.
Xiaobai laughed loudly, got up quickly, put on his down jacket, put on his Lei Feng hat, ran out in a hurry, and picked up firecrackers with Dunzi in the yard.
"Brother~~ I wish you a happy New Year." When Dunzi saw Zhang Tan, he took the initiative to kneel down and kowtow to him.
Zhang Tan:→_→
As he helped Dunzi up, he murmured to himself, what did you call me??? Big brother? You took advantage of Xiaobai???
"Thank you, and I wish you a happy new year, healthy growth, and success in your studies. Just wait for me."
Zhang Tan went back to the room and took out a red envelope. This was New Year's money for Dunzi.
Xiaobai looked at it eagerly, and Zhang Tan said, "Do you want it? You haven't given me New Year's greetings yet."
"Huh?" Xiaobai said, "I wished you happy New Year last night, and you gave me a big red envelope."
"Last night was last night, and today is today. Last night is written off. If you wish me New Year's greetings today, it still counts."
Xiaobai immediately knelt down and shouted: "I don't know what to say, so boss Zhang~~ I wish you a good year!"
Zhang Tan helped her up and gave her another red envelope.
Xiaobai happily took out the red envelope he received last night from his pocket, put them together, and counted them. Hey, there's one more??
There is a line of words on the red envelope. Xiaobai holds it in front of his eyes and reads the words, "Malanhua~~What does it mean? What a Malanhua?"
She showed it to Zhang Tan and asked Zhang Tan to help her read it.
Zhang Tan told her that her aunt gave it to her last night, and the words on the red envelope were: Big red envelope from Malanhua.
Malanhua originally gave Xiaobai a red envelope, but she didn't expect it to be the smallest among the many red envelopes. Everyone must be too rich, so she was unlucky enough to be given the red envelope by Xiaobai as lucky money.
This made her very embarrassed. When she was about to go back in the evening, she wrapped another big red envelope. Because of the face, she did not give it directly to Xiaobai, so she secretly stuffed it in her pocket. In order to prevent Xiaobai from not knowing that it was her gift, she made extravagant efforts.
I wrote a line of words to make Guawazi feel grateful and not to say that her red envelopes are just small red envelopes from now on.
Zhang Tan looked at the words on the red envelope. Instead of writing "Ma Lanhua", write "Aunt", write "Ma Lanhua". Instead, he called himself by his own name. It seemed to have a deeper meaning. Maybe it was not just for Xiaobai, but for him, the old Xiaobai.
, the general meaning is, look, the red envelope I gave you is not too small, don’t keep it in mind.
