Zhao Qinglan reached out to edit and sent a message.
"It's up."
The other party is typing...
"Sister, is it snowing over there? It's snowing heavily here. My brother and I built a snowman downstairs and took a photo to show you."
Snowman pictures x3, including a photo taken by him holding the snowman’s neck.
Zhao Qinglan replied.
"Well, I saw it."
"You guys got up so early."
The phone vibrates.
The other side continued to send her messages.
"I couldn't sleep, so I got up early to practice Qigong, and then I built a snowman with my brother. How about it? Does it look good, sister?"
"Well, not bad."
"Sister, ah, I haven't seen you for two days. I miss you so much."
Zhao Qinglan shook his head slightly.
She has only been back from the city for two days!
According to Zhao Qinglan's idea, he wanted Aunt Zhou's family to come back with them to celebrate the New Year. After all, Aunt Zhou had no other relatives. Once their family left, they would be alone, mother and son, in the city. But Aunt Zhou said she wanted to celebrate the New Year at home.
On New Year's Eve, she wanted to pay homage to her ancestors, so she didn't come.
The two of them sent messages for a while without realizing it.
"I'm going to eat something first."
"Okay, go quickly and eat more."
Lock the screen, reach out and put the phone back into the pocket of the down jacket. Turn around, walk out of the room, and go downstairs to have breakfast.
After killing the New Year pig, Zhao Qinglan's mother cut a large piece and sent it to the city to Xiao Yu's family. Home-raised local pork is definitely more delicious than the ones bought.
Soon, it was the night of New Year’s Eve.
It was still snowing outside at this time, and I could hear the sound of firecrackers and fireworks.
The windows at the door of Zhao Qinglan’s house are all covered with festive New Year paper-cuts, which give it a Chinese New Year feel.
"It's Chinese New Year."
"I have been busy all day today, so you should eat more."
"Have a nice drink tonight. Dad will pour you some wine. Come and have a drink with us."
"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Mom and Dad, Happy New Year, Sister."
"Well, Happy New Year..."
In the living room, the family sat together and had a lively reunion dinner.
After dinner, Zhao Qinglan and her brother moved the fireworks they bought to the yard, took a lighter and started setting off the fireworks.
Whoosh, whoosh, fireworks exploded in the sky, colorful and gorgeous.
"Dad, hurry up over there."
"Okay!"
"Bao, come here and set off fireworks. Why are you just standing there?"
Zhao Qinglan's hand was stuffed with a handful of small children's fireworks, the kind that you just hold and light.
I took a lighter, lit it, and looked at the fireworks burning in my hand. It was indeed quite beautiful, although it was only fleeting
Not far away, his brother was having fun setting off fireworks with several neighbor children of the same age. The yard was filled with laughter and laughter.
That night, when Zhao Qinglan returned to her room, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
I'm tired and ready to go to bed. As for my parents, they are still playing cards with their friends downstairs.
Back in the room, Zhao Qinglan changed into pajamas, got into bed and got ready to sleep.
The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated slightly.
Zhao Qinglan picked it up and took a look.
It was Xiao Yu who sent her a voice message.
Click on it and listen.
"Happy New Year, sister."
Little White Rabbit Hug x3
Slightly silent, click with your finger, edit the message and send it.
"Well, after tonight you are one year older. Happy New Year."
The other party is typing...
Zhao Qinglan waited for a while, but the input was still being input...
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Just when I was about to ask what he wanted to say, the message was finally sent.
"It's very late, sister, go to bed early, good night."