The scripts of sketches are much simpler than those of film and television dramas.
Shen Jue and Li Xiaohan got the notebook and digested it quickly.
Xiao Qian followed the guidance for two days, and when he saw them entering the alley, he gave up.
It's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's time to go back to my hometown for the New Year.
Li Qingjue's family was sent off first, and Xiao Qian's family also got on the plane.
It takes two nights and one day to travel by train, but it only takes more than five hours by plane.
After getting off the plane, Xiao Qian, who was wrapped into a ball, couldn't help but sigh.
"Unless there is a high-speed rail in the future, I will never take the train again."
But an hour later, Xiao Qian, who was sitting in the green leather train, wanted to slap herself twice.
Damn it, this slap in the face is too fast.
But there is no other way. If you take a plane from Shanghai, you can only take it to Harbin. If you want to return to Xiao Qian's hometown, you must transfer to a train.
The green train was incredibly slow. It took more than eight hours before it came to a steady stop.
When Xiao Qian came out of the train this time, her heart suddenly began to beat.
It’s still a familiar train station and a familiar place.
In the previous life, Xiao Qian's home was in the southwest near the train station. And the elementary school where he went to school was directly south of the train station.
The railway across the train station is the railway bureau's substation. To the south of the road from the substation is his primary school in his previous life.
Legend has it that the school was a building left behind by the Japanese army. It was dilapidated and dilapidated.
It's winter now, and the grass and trees are withering, leaving an endless emptiness in the field of vision.
After getting off the train, Xiao Qian looked back south, passing through the layers of railways, and saw the place where he went to school in his previous life.
It's a pity that it's foggy, so it's not very clear. And the elementary school is on vacation, otherwise, we can still search for those familiar friends.
Originally it was very close to home, so it was okay to walk back. However, Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan discussed that they should go to grandma's house first, so the family of three walked out of the main entrance of the train station.
Outside the station, there were already people waiting.
Two young people of similar age had been waiting for who knows how long. They were scratching their heads, probably from the cold.
Xiao Qian's family walked over and bumped into each other.
"Oh, Xiao Qian has grown so tall."
The slightly older young man wanted to pick Xiao Qian up and get intimate with her, but Xiao Qian had grown a lot and was dressed like a ball, so the young man didn't move.
However, Xiao Qian felt the family affection, was moved in her heart, and her voice was quite sweet.
"Uncle Six."
Another young man took Xiao Guoji's luggage and came over.
"You brat, you didn't see me."
Although he was scolded, Xiao Qian smiled happily.
"Uncle Seven."
Among the uncles of the Xiao family, Burberry, Xiao Qian and the seventh uncle Xiao Guoan have the closest relationship, and they have known his temperament for a long time.
Uncle Qi then showed a smile and wanted to pinch Xiao Qian's cheek, but was blocked by the dog-skin hat and couldn't do it.
"How did you two come here?"
Xiao Guoji looked around and asked.
Sixth Uncle Xiao Guoqing was very proud.
"What can we do from such a distance? We drove here."
Xiao Qian was in a good mood when she heard that there was a car ride to her grandma's house.
But the good mood did not last long.
Chug tug tug tug tug…
Facing the cold wind blowing in front of her face, Xiao Qian tried her best to turn herself into a quail, unable to live without love.
He's so stupid, really.
He only knew that Uncle Six and Uncle Seven would drive to pick them up, but he didn't expect that the car... was actually a tractor.
Alas, he was used to riding Santana in Shanghai, which made him misunderstand the concept of cars.
In this era of Northeast China, you can't expect to find any good cars.
Let alone private cars, there are only a few 212 jeeps on the streets.
Xiao Qian still remembers being taken to her grandma's house by Xiao Guoji in her previous life.
The only means of transportation is a 28-year-old bicycle.
Xiao Qian was placed on the front bumper of the bicycle, carried by Xiao Guoji, and walked this way no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter for more than 40 miles.
The front bumper of the 28 bicycle is just a steel pipe, so you can imagine how comfortable it is. If you sit for a long time, your buttocks will naturally hurt. So Xiao Qian moved to the back seat again. After he calmed down, he returned because it was too cold in the back.
Into daddy's arms.
In his mind, he went to his grandma's house quite a few times.
What?
You mean bus?
There was no such thing in this era.
At this time, when rural people wanted to go to the county town, the means of transportation were either horse-drawn carriages or donkey carts, and the more luxurious ones were tractors.
Thinking about it this way, they are quite luxurious.
People are afraid of comparison. With comparison, Xiao Qian is not so sad anymore.
After traveling for more than forty miles, just when Xiao Qian felt like she was about to freeze, she finally arrived at her grandma's house.
In winter, the countryside is completely silent. Looking around, there is nothing but the vast white snow. So when a Tutu Tutu Tutu came to the village, it became the focus of everyone's attention.
When the car stopped outside the yard, people in the house had already come out to greet it.
Good guys, a big, dark group.
Grandpa Xiao Guohong, third uncle Xiao Guoxiang, and fifth uncle Xiao Guoxi walked in front of grandma, followed by aunts and children from each family.
Almost all the people from Lao Xiao's family in the village are here.
In her previous life, Xiao Qian's grandmother had passed away. Now when she sees this kind old lady again, one can imagine how excited Xiao Qian is.
Without anyone's help, he jumped off the tractor, opened his arms and ran towards grandma.
"grandmother!!!"
Grandma was even happier when her grandson, whom she had not seen for many years, appeared in front of her. She opened her arms and hugged him tightly even though he was far away.
"Oh my god, my eldest grandson is back and he misses me so much."
Xiao Qian raised her head and asked with a smile: "Grandma, am I different?"
Grandma nodded affirmatively.
"That's for sure. Our little Jin has grown so much."
Xiao Qian's whole body twitched.
"Grandma, I'm Xiao Qian."
What can grandma do?
He had no choice but to smile awkwardly yet kindly.
"Hehe...hehe...I know, I know, you are Xiaoqian from the Laowu family."
Xiao Qian vomited blood.
"Grandma, my dad is the fourth child."
Grandma stood in a daze for a while, and then she seemed to suddenly understand something.
"Oh, come in the house quickly, come in the house quickly, it's cold outside. Come in quickly, I'll feed the pigs."
Looking at her grandma's back as she hurried away, Xiao Qian scratched her head, wondering if she was being too serious.
Before he could think about it, he was tapped on the shoulder.
"Brother, what are you doing standing around? Let's go to my house."
Xiao Qian turned around and saw a little man as tall as herself. Behind the little man, two more heads poked out and chirped. They were smaller than the little man.
It was none other than the fifth brother Xiao Jin, and the two younger sisters from the fifth uncle's family, Xiao Yan and Xiao Jing.
Seeing Xiao Qian looking over, the two children shouted sweetly together: "Brother Six."
Xiao Qian stopped thinking about anything else, quickly opened her backpack and took out snacks.
"Fifth brother, little sister, I have brought you delicious food."
Children of several years old have nothing to worry about. With delicious food, they are so happy that they can forget everything.
Xiao Jin, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Jing dragged Xiao into Uncle Wu's house, which was actually next door.
On the other side of Grandma's house, the adults were busy exchanging greetings after saying goodbye. On the other side of Fifth Uncle's house, Xiao Qian shared the delicious food he brought with his brothers and sisters.
There were many others he didn't know, but they were all children from this village, and he was not left behind any of them.
At this time, there are not many things that children are greedy for. Even a piece of White Rabbit toffee is so sweet that they lose their eyebrows.
Chug tug tug tug tug…
Xiao Qian felt terrified as soon as he heard this voice.
I ran out and saw another tractor parked outside the yard, and several people got off it.
When Xiao went in to greet the adults, he had already greeted him.
"Auntie, uncle, Brother Rong, Sister Fen."
It was my aunt's family who came.
My aunt got married and moved to Qiantun. If she wanted to come here, she would have to drive a tractor.
When the aunt saw Xiao Qian, she was naturally surprised again. But when she saw Xiao Guoqing and Xiao Guoan coming out of the house, she immediately started scolding them.
"Are you two deaf? I kept calling you and drove forward. This guy can't even be stopped."
Qiantun, the aunt's house, is on the only way to grandma's house. Apparently, when Xiao Guoji and others came back, their aunt saw them.
It's a pity that in the winter, everyone, whether driving or riding in a car, covered themselves up like a blind bear. Even if my aunt screamed, her throat was broken, no, she screamed her throat...
It obviously means the same thing, but why is the wording used different and giving people such a different feeling?
Xiao Guoqing and Xiao Guoan were not allowed to cry out, and they made a continuous sound that shook the heaven and the earth.
Everyone turned around and saw a long convoy of tractors rushing out of the yard on the dirt road to the east.
The car was not stable yet, and a loud voice started shouting from the car in front.
"Auntie, we are here!"
Xiao Guohong instantly smiled and rushed to greet him.
"Brother Dongtou and the others are here."
Those who came were relatives from my grandmother's family, a hundred or so people. They rushed into the yard like bandits.
The reason why everyone is here is not only because it is approaching the New Year, but also because this winter is grandma’s 70th birthday.
This time, it was too lively.
Xiao Qian looked around and saw heads everywhere, and for a moment she wanted to run away.
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