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148. Chinese New Year

On New Year's Eve, mother and Teacher Le asked Meng Qingqing and his son to come to their home to celebrate the New Year together, but Meng Zijun thought, maybe this is the last year he will be with his daughter, so he hopes to spend it with her, Meng Qingqing She also hopes to spend this new year with her father. She knows that her father's status at her mother's house is embarrassing, and there is a Le Hua at her mother's house. She doesn't like it, so she doesn't want to celebrate the new year with them.

Although only the father and daughter celebrate this new year, Meng Qingqing still stocked up some new year's goods in advance and prepared to cook a table of dishes.

Meng Zijun and his company are already on vacation. He goes shopping with his daughter every day, and then goes home and cooks together.

Meng Qingqing recalled that last year, she, grandma, and father were together like this every day. At that time, father had just passed through the gate of hell. When we are alone, even if we don’t say anything, as long as we are by our side, we feel at ease and gratified. Only those who have experienced the kind of heart-pounding pain that is about to be lost can understand the kind of ordinary happiness.

At that time, Meng Qingqing thought that she could spend reunion years together in the next three, five, ten or even more days, but who knew that grandma, who had always been in good health, would leave as soon as she said it!

So Meng Qingqing was very worried about her father. She often called Dr. Ling to ask about her father's physical condition. Dr. Ling said yes, but Meng Qingqing was still afraid, afraid that her father would leave suddenly like her grandma.

So Meng Qingqing and her father are together these few days, they are talking and doing very ordinary things, but Meng Qingqing feels that such ordinary and warm days are full of sweetness, and she hopes that such days can last for a long time. Or time can be frozen, frozen in such an ordinary day with Dad.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, as usual, both father and daughter slept until after eight o'clock. After washing up, they made lunch together and skipped breakfast.

The father and daughter made a meal. Ready to eat. Meng Zijun ran over to fiddle with something, Meng Qingqing looked over curiously, it turned out to be a video camera. Dad switched it to the automatic function, and started taking pictures after they woke up from the bed with sleepy eyes, but Meng Qingqing didn't notice it.

"Dad, where did you get this?" Meng Qingqing said in surprise.

"I borrowed it from a friend. Dad took more pictures of our life together. When you grow up, it's really interesting to look back." Meng Zijun originally wanted to say that he would take it out when he missed his father. Take a look, but he was afraid of arousing the suspicion of his sensitive daughter. So I didn't say anything.

"Yes, this is really interesting,

dad. Take it out when you are old and see how handsome you were when you were young! "

Meng Zijun smiled, "Yes. At that time, you can tell your children, look, your grandfather was very handsome when he was young." But he felt dejected in his heart, he would never have such a day.

"Last year, grandma was celebrating the New Year with us, but now...if grandma was also photographed at that time, now we miss her, we can take it out and have a look."

yes! If you miss me in the future, you can take out today's video and watch it! Mencius thought.

After adjusting the position, the father and daughter started to eat, and let the camera automatically shoot. After eating, Meng Qingqing went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Meng Zijun watched TV in the living room. Meng Zijun adjusted the camera from time to time, taking pictures of his daughter and him. Own.

After resting for a few hours at noon, the father and daughter started cooking New Year's dinner at two o'clock. The local custom is to eat the New Year's dinner earlier in the thirties, and eat early for the whole year in the coming year, so some people start at three o'clock After eating the New Year's dinner, after three o'clock, the sound of firecrackers was heard one after another, indicating that people have started to eat the New Year's dinner one after another.

After grandma left, father learned how to cook so that his daughter could have dinner every night when she came home from school, so Meng Zijun's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds. The father and daughter chatted casually while cooking together tacitly. New Year's Eve.

Because the preparations were complete before, and two people did it together, so at four o'clock, their New Year's dinner was also ready.

Meng Zijun carefully took pictures of their sumptuous meals before he began to eat.

Meng Qingqing said: "Father, wait a minute, I haven't given it to my grandparents yet!"

Get all kinds of dishes, throw them at the door, burn three incense sticks, some Ming coins, and then talk about asking grandparents to eat and get money.

Meng Zijun then went downstairs to set off firecrackers before the New Year meal officially began.

At this time, the sound of firecrackers from far and near rises and falls one after another, and most people are already preparing to eat New Year's dinner.

In the previous life, Meng Qingqing would feel very lonely whenever the family was reunited. The louder the sound of firecrackers, the more intense the feeling of loneliness, because other people's liveliness made her appear alone.

Fortunately, in this life, she has her father to accompany her to celebrate the New Year, and this New Year's meal is also meaningful. And my mother is still alive, living in the same city as her, feeling the same festive atmosphere. So Meng Qingqing is no longer alone.

Meng Qingqing turned on the TV, carried all the food to the living room, and ate while watching TV on the coffee table.

The New Year is everywhere on TV, and many channels are beating gongs, drums and setting off firecrackers. People rejoice, and the taste of the New Year is even stronger. The family also suddenly felt much more lively.

"Father, what show do you want to watch?" Meng Qingqing was dazzled and didn't know what to watch.

"I'll watch whatever you like to watch." Meng Zijun always focuses on his daughter.

Meng Qingqing knew that it was useless to ask. I tuned a cultural program, and when I saw a sketch, the funny plot made both Meng Zijun and Meng Qingqing couldn't help laughing.

After eating the New Year's dinner, Meng Qingqing cleaned up, took out the prepared fruits, melon seeds and candies and put them on the tea table to chat with Dad while watching TV and eating snacks.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark, and Meng Zijun took out some fireworks like a magic trick, "Qingqing, my father and I went downstairs to set off the fireworks."

Meng Qingqing has never set off fireworks by herself, and she still sets them off with her father. Watching the beautiful fireworks soaring into the sky and displaying them brightly in the sky, she not only sighs for the beauty of the fireworks, but also regrets the short duration of the fireworks.

Dad said: "There is nothing to regret. Although the fireworks are short-lived, they have been beautiful, bright and blooming. This life is enough."

Meng Qingqing was busy shooting, so she didn't understand her father's words carefully, she said: "Dad, we will freeze it in this picture forever."

ps: Thanks to sxy1256 for the monthly pass! (To be continued.)