Liu Fengyun rarely wore a bright red down jacket, which was a New Year's gift specially bought by Shen Dapeng for her mother.
At first, Liu Fengyun seemed a little embarrassed. After all, she is in her forties. How could she still wear such a conspicuous bright red?
However, under the strong request of Shen Haitao and his son, they still tried it duplicitously. Unexpectedly, the effect was not bad, and it perfectly blended with the New Year's atmosphere.
"I've finished posting it, I've finished posting it. I've already agreed with Sun Dapaozi that he will drive us to the countryside in a van. The van may be a little worn out. Parents, don't dislike it. When I make money in the future, I will definitely buy it for you two.
A nice car…”
"Is the van still broken? I remember when your mother and I got married, we used a tractor in the village to send our bride off, haha!!"
Shen Haitao burst out laughing, and Liu Fengyun also spat, scolding Shen Haitao for taking advantage of him and marrying such a good wife like her with just a tractor.
The family was talking and laughing, but Shen Dapeng's smile on the side was a little frozen. He had not experienced this kind of family happiness for a long time. This time he was reborn and experienced it personally, and he seemed a little excited.
"Dapeng, what's wrong with you?"
As a mother, Liu Fengyun was naturally more attentive, and she also saw the changes in Shen Dapeng, "It's the Chinese New Year, aren't you happy? There are firecrackers bought by your dad in the warehouse downstairs. Let's set off some firecrackers to make it lively, and we'll leave...
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"Okay, I will obey the old Buddha's decree."
Shen Dapeng jumped downstairs playfully, while Shen Haitao and Liu Fengyun looked at each other and smiled. No matter how good their son is or how successful he is, in their hearts, he will always be a child who needs their care and attention when he grows up.
Sun Dapaozi drove his family of three back to the countryside in a van. Along the way, accompanied by the thunderous sound of firecrackers and seeing everyone on the street smiling, anyone's mood would change from cloudy to sunny.
"Manager Sun, have you bought all the New Year's goods for your family?"
Shen Dapeng asked with a smile.
"Hey, don't call me Manager Sun. You should call me Sun Dabaozi. When you say the word manager from your mouth, I always feel it's a kind of irony! The New Year's goods have been arranged long ago. It's my aunt who gave them to the factory.
All employees received red envelopes and various New Year gifts..."
With a smile on his face, Sun Dapaozi counted everything he could remember from Liu Fengxia.
In his mind, since he followed Shen Dapeng, even though it had only lasted less than half a year, both he and the group of brothers around him had lived a happy life that was unimaginable before.
"That's good, don't worry, the days will get better and better in the future..."
When Shen Dapeng arrived at his grandma's house, he saw his uncle, uncle, cousin, and cousin all sitting around the kang, watching TV, eating melon seeds, frozen pears, and frozen persimmons.
Although grandma is older, she is still doing her best to be busy, while aunt, aunt, and aunt are preparing various ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner.
When Liu Yuwei and Liu Tianshuo saw Shen Dapeng enter the house, before he could warm himself up and take a sip of hot water, the siblings jumped off the kang, pulled him to the warehouse, and took out various items from a woven bag.
Various firecrackers and fireworks.
Perhaps, in the world of children, only playing and having fun is the happiest thing...
The few people were tossing in the snow for a long time. When Shen Dapeng returned to the warm room again, they discovered a problem. It seemed that someone was missing. There was no sign of his uncle inside or outside the house.
"Auntie, why don't you see your uncle? What are you doing?"
Shen Dapeng walked into the kitchen and saw his aunt making chicken stewed with mushrooms. She took off her woolen gloves and put her palms on the stove to warm her hands.
"He who is celebrating the New Year is of course going back to his home to celebrate the New Year. His job is just to drive us here."
The aunt took out a spoonful of chicken stewed with mushroom soup, put it to her mouth and tasted it. She seemed to think it was a little bland, and she added less salt, and then she spoke again, "We are not married yet. In our house
It seems unfair to celebrate the New Year. Even if we have long regarded him as a family member, the relatives and friends in the village will not think so."
"That's not easy. Why don't you just marry yourself off as soon as possible?"
Regardless of how hot it was, Shen Dapeng grabbed a piece of chicken drumstick from the hot pot and started to eat it while blowing on it.
"You brat, you're neither old nor young!"
The aunt gestured with the vegetable spoon in her hand, pretending to hit Shen Dapeng, but after all, she felt sorry for her nephew, and she was not really willing to do it, she was just trying to scare him.
"Haha, I'm telling the truth."
Shen Dapeng jumped to the side and laughed with him: "In the past, you and your uncle wanted to have a better and more stable life before getting married because of financial constraints. This is understandable, but now the factory and the company are very stable.
, you are not young now, if you don’t marry yourself off, aren’t you afraid that the good man you have worked so hard to cultivate for so many years will run away with someone else? "
"You brat, you're really looking for a beating, aren't you?"
The aunt immediately blushed and became shy. She no longer cared about her heartache, turned back the spoon and slapped Shen Dapeng on the butt.
Fortunately, Shen Dapeng reacted quickly and hid aside. He wanted to explain something, but he saw the spoon coming at him again. In order to avoid suffering the pain, he still resorted to the thirty-sixth strategy. Walking was the best strategy, and he walked three or two with his long legs.
He ran out, feeling the cold wind whistling outside the house. He raised his head slightly, and a piece of coldness fell on his cheeks.
"Snowing?"
Shen Dapeng opened his palms and watched the snowflakes falling. They changed from standard hexagonal snowflakes to goose-feather snowflakes, drifting in the cold wind and slowly falling on his palms and face. Waves of coldness spread into his heart. Suddenly, he shivered inexplicably.
Shiver, the New Year has really arrived.
"Dapeng, it's snowing, why don't you come inside?"
Shen Dapeng was still looking up at the dizzying snowflakes falling when his father's voice came from not far away. When he turned around, he saw that his father had gone to get firewood and was running towards the door in large strides.
"Dad, let me do it!"
Shen Dapeng held a bundle of firewood in his arms but did not walk toward the house.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Haitao stamped his feet, shook his woolen clothes, and swept the goose feathers and snow off his body.
"Didn't you plan to go back to grandma's house during the Chinese New Year? It's been several years, right?"
As soon as Shen Dapeng said this, his father's face suddenly became embarrassed.
"Don't mention it. I already called your grandma. As soon as she heard my voice, she didn't even curse and hung up. It's been a few years. It seems she still can't get over that hurdle..."
"..."
Shen Dapeng remained silent, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
He didn't know the details of what happened a few years ago, but he heard about it from several quarrels between his grandmother and his father...