Eighteen Years of Legendary Wave

It's already 6:15.

Serve cold dishes.

From Huwei to Zhongzhuang Drunken Crab, Double Yellow Salted Duck Eggs, Green Snails to Assorted Vegetables, Four Seasons Roasted Bran.

There is also an impossible feature of Nandu: salt water duck.

A Mou ran to the kitchen to help the kitchen.

I chatted with my mother inside, talking about Pingjing's life and work.

"Mom, the large flat floor, floor-to-ceiling windows, it's so comfortable with the sunlight coming in." Her tone was a bit exaggerated, and her voice was full of hopes for the future: "You and Dad will live in then, and Pingjing will be very warm in winter. Don't mention how comfortable it is. ."

"Hey...you kid..." Amu's mother said with emotion, "Isn't Qing Yue stressed in such a big house?" She asked, "You should be more considerate of him and don't keep looking for trouble."

"I'm not looking for anything!" Amu's tone was innocent and excited.

Listening to the mothers talking and laughing.

Su Qingyue was also happy.

I feel that my hard work this year will make the mother and daughter happy, even if I am not in vain.

He likes this feeling.

The whole family is happy.

Sit on the sofa with Amu's father.

The sofa is covered with a new cover sheet.

The home was obviously warmer than before, and Amu's father told him that this was the unit that the unit purchased the boiler.

He asked: "How is it? The temperature is okay?"

"It's warm," Su Qingyue said, wearing only one lining in the room.

Amu’s father sighed again: “I now understand the difference between heating and no heating.” He said: “Now I can’t get used to the unit anymore. The air conditioner is still too dry and uncomfortable.”

He said, making tea for Su Qingyue.

Then he handed the pastry plate on the table, "Funing's Yunpian cake, eat some padding first." He said, laughing, and said: "I wish you a better life."

Knowing that this is the metaphor of Yunpian cake, this is a specialty of Funing.

Su Qingyue thanked him and took it.

Take a slice.

It feels sweet and soft, fresh and delicious.

The sound of cannons rumbling outside the window, there were sketches on the TV, and Ah Mo's father lowered his voice.

Asked again: "The units are all good, right?" The old people are still used to calling the company a unit.

"No problem, we will let everyone have a holiday on 23rd." Su Qingyue said.

"I don't think you have to worry about this as a child," he said, "I feel that way the first time you come to the house. Just look at the words you write and you will understand who you are." Then what came to mind, Finally found the topic, and asked: "By the way, the writing didn't fall behind, right?"

"This can't be thrown away." Su Qingyue said with a smile: "It's just that I'm too busy at work now and I don't write as often as I used to."

"It's okay if you don't throw it." Amo's father said, referring to calligraphy, his eyes were full of self-confidence, and his tone became circumflex. I feel that different fonts have different moods. If you feel confused, you can try it."

He said, Su Qingyue nodded.

Seeing that his teacup was empty, Su Qingyue poured it on him: "There are a lot of flavors in the words. Sometimes I can't get my idea, and I am too confused, so I write. Writing is also a process of letting go and meditating."

"Yes, that's it. It's very important to be empty and think again." Amu's father nodded, his words were earnest, and he emphasized: "This is not impetuous, and it is not easy to make mistakes."

They were chatting, and there were sketches of the Spring Festival Gala over the years on TV.

Some are very interesting, some are very boring.

As she watched, Amu's mother served food outside.

Seeing them still on the sofa, he urged: "Why don't you drink with Qingyue?"

"Isn't this waiting for your mother?" Amu's father explained it unhurriedly.

"What are you waiting for, eat quickly, it's not an outsider." Amu's mother walked over and made a gesture to Su Qingyue, and greeted enthusiastically: "Qingyue, hurry up and serve. Your uncle has been waiting for these two days. Have two drinks with you."

At this point, Su Qingyue hurriedly got up.

He took out the Flying Moutai bought for Amo's father, "It's a long way, I didn't bring too much." He explained.

"I have everything at home." Amo's father stood up and said, "Besides, it is not easy for you in Pingjing, so don't buy it blindly. Go back to your own house, what are you polite..." He said, took the wine and looked at the Maotai packaging. , And said: "This wine was very cheap when we were young, but at that time the wages were low, and we couldn't afford it."

Amu's father said nothing, sat down, and made a drink in person.

He seemed very happy, and said, "My father, we will drink this today."

Notice that there are more dishes on the table, it is Huaiwen's most famous Sangxu crucian.

Su Qingyue was startled.

"Taste first, then drink." Amo's father said to the side: "This is the Sangxu crucian that your aunt asked their colleagues to pick up. It is made according to your taste. You can taste it."

"Thank you."

Su Qingyue took a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

The bone spurs are soft and the meat is delicious.

The taste even has the feeling of Songjiang perch. I couldn't help but admire it: "It's authentic." Then, toasting to Amu's father, he said, "Happy New Year, I wish you good health."

"I also wish you a successful career and a prosperous business." Amu's father said, holding a cup, "Actually, I don't know anything about your young people. But in everything, the important thing is not the thing itself, but the people. "He said, smiling: "You didn't miss you."

He said that the two clinked glasses.

Drink up a glass of wine.

I have to say that Maotai has a thick taste.

With Sangxu crucian carp, it has a special taste.

Su Qingyue felt that Amu's father was right, and the important thing was people.

The company is the same.

No matter how good the people are, no matter how good the strategy is, it is meaningless to fail to implement it.

"But if you are under pressure, talk to your uncles and aunts," he said, then clinked glasses with Su Qingyue: "Buy such a big one, and write Amu's name. This is you." He said, "At that time. Your aunt doesn’t believe me! I said that you are such a person, bold and courageous, and I have never worried about this..."

"Who said I don't believe it anymore!"

Just as Amu's mother came out and heard him say so.

Interrupting Amu's father: "It's true that no man can be so grand, but our Qingyue is different. The old saying goes, don't talk nonsense when you drink some wine. Letting you accompany Qingyue, not letting you talk nonsense."

You and I fight each other.

A kind of happy family fun.

A tacit understanding that has gone through a thousand sails.

Su Qingyue thinks this is family life.

At this time, the phone rang, and Amu’s mother hurriedly said, "You drink, I'll pick it up."

She finished speaking and walked over.

Su Qingyue clinked glasses with Amu's father again.

Listening to Amou's mother answering the phone, she greeted her happy new year first.

Then she said: "Yes, I'm back, both are back." She laughed from ear to ear, and said, "It's late, because I have to accept an interview, so time is delayed. Now I am very busy."

He was talking, but he didn't know what to say on the phone.

A Mou's mother's complexion instantly became serious.

Asked: "What did you say?"

"Oh, oh..." She said twice in succession, "We don't care about the children's affairs. They develop them by themselves. I will ask him later." She said, "These things Where can our old couple care? Their young people will play games today and they will be online tomorrow."

She said that there was a kind of relaxation in her voice.

He said again: "Anyway, this kid Qingyue is sincere to our Amu. I bought a big house in Pingjing, and the name is written by our own Amu alone. If you come over later, I will give Take a look at the proof." She said triumphantly, showing off.

A Mou's father shook his head helplessly.

And Su Qingyue said: "Your aunt, because you bought a house, all the units passed on have known about it."

He finished speaking and laughed.

The two continued to clink glasses.

After a while, Amu's mother hung up.

Looking at Amo’s father, she said, “Why can’t you talk about such a good thing?” She said, and then looked at Su Qingyue and said, “Qingyue, on such a big news, why don’t you say anything, we will record it for you. Come down."

"What big news?"

"Oh, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com authoritative TV station two sets a new year's topic." She smiled and said, "Qingyue was interviewed as a typical interview."

"Good or bad?"

"Can our Qingyue be bad?" Amu's mother laughed, and said to Su Qingyue: "Let's see if there is a replay tomorrow, I'll find a video recorder and download the program list." She said, and then to Amu's father. : "Li Suchao called just now and asked if Ah Mou came back? In fact, he could see clearly if Yue came here."

"Oh, his son is studying computer in Pingjing, right?"

"Yes, now I think Qing is more useful," she said triumphantly, "it was pretty good at the time."

Mother Amu said, and went back to the kitchen.

After a while, the dishes continued to be served by Amou, and the news was broadcast on the TV.

Su Qingyue kept saying to Amu's mother: "Auntie, it's really enough, don't waste it."

The family of four sat down.