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After a few more days of filming, the progress of "Sword and Fairy" was getting faster and faster, and the entire crew was getting better. But then the crew suspended work because the Spring Festival was coming, and the crew had three days off to let everyone go home for the New Year.

This is undoubtedly something that makes everyone very happy. The crew's filming is very hard, and it is winter now. The actors often have to brave the cold wind and wear thin clothes to shoot. It is normal for their hands and feet to be cold at the end of the day. Now you can take advantage of the Spring Festival

Take a few days of rest and spend the new year happily.

Bi Xia also put down his work and flew back to the capital. He was going to wish everyone an early New Year and then return to his hometown with his mother to have a good reunion with relatives.

The capital is still lively. Although the streets and alleys are not as festive as the previous ones, there are still a lot of people, the restaurants are almost full, and friends get together every day. Couplets and calendars are replaced with new ones, symbolizing people's expectations for the New Year.

Bi Xia also made appointments with Zhang Jing, Zhu Jianye and Huang Xuyi respectively. This was the last gathering in 2013. After that, he went to the home of teacher Sanbao. Bi Xia respected this teacher very much. He taught himself in the field of music.

many things.

At the same time, he also talked with Teacher Sanbao about his ideas for the soundtrack of "Sword of Immortal". Teacher Sanbao gave suggestions on many of the areas that he was vague about, and promised to help Bi Xia complete the soundtrack for "Sword of Immortal" in the later stages. This is undoubtedly a very important thing.

Strong support.

When it comes to composition and music composition, Mr. Sanbao's skills are beyond Bi Xia's ability. With his help, Bi Xia is more confident.

The teachers' dormitory of Hangcheng University is an older community, and the architectural style has not kept up with the times. The community is all four or five-story houses, square and off-white.

Maybe because this is a teachers' campus, the community seems very quiet and clean. Unlike the north, the trees in the south are lush and green in winter, and there is no sign of withering.

Bi Xia walked into his home. He had not been here for more than three years. Looking at the familiar things in the house, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The familiar air and familiar smell made him feel a sense of smell all over his body.

A warm feeling and an extremely peaceful mind.

The house was actually not big, and the wallpaper on the four sides was a little yellowed, but Bi Xia felt very comfortable. He put down his hands and walked two steps, first to sit on the sofa, then to the balcony, looking into the distance, and then back again.

In the house, I touched here and there.

While Bi Xia was breathing heavily, he smiled and glanced at everything in the house. This was the place where he grew up, and it was full of beautiful memories.

There are many things in the house. The bookcases on the wall are filled with all kinds of books, about music, art, and all kinds of miscellaneous talks, essays, and novels. There are also several trophies and medals on the upper floor, all related to music and art.

Some of the awards are his and some are his sister's.

There was a piano that was covered tightly in the corner of the living room. Bi Xia walked to the piano, pulled up the covered flannel, and gently touched it with his hand, focusing on it and gently touching his lover.

This piano holds so many memories for him. When he was a child, his favorite thing was to sit and listen to his mother play the piano, and he played happily under her mother's step-by-step guidance.

On the balcony of the interior, there is a large sketching board, which was given by Dad as a reward to Bi Xia. This sketch board has a history of decades. From Dad to Bi Xia, and then to Bi Chang, it looks like a

The video recorder has witnessed the growth of this family.

Bi Xia touched the moist corners of his eyes and smiled. Two crystal drops shone in the sun and fell low on the wooden floor.

"Mom, let's move these to the capital!" Bi Xia turned around and said to Zang's mother, who was leaning on the entrance and looking at her gently.

"Well, good!" Zang's mother nodded. Now her mind has calmed down. The shock of her husband's death has gradually faded away with the return of her son. Especially after experiencing life and death, she cherishes life and the children more and more.

"Well, brother, we will buy a house by ourselves in the future. I want a big room to store all the treasures." Bi Chang raised his head and put his fingers to his lips, innocently.

"good!"

I just stayed with Bixia's family in Hangzhou for one day. They are going back to their hometown during the Chinese New Year. Since their father passed away and Bixia ran away, they have not been back for three years.

My hometown is very beautiful. It is a small town in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, close to the sea. You can smell the faint smell of sea breeze in the air, which is salty.

Bi Xia's grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents are all here, as well as uncles, aunts, uncles, aunts and other elders who will come back during the New Year. This is a Chinese tradition. Fallen leaves return to their roots. During the New Year, even if you are far away from home, you have to go home. This is the root.

People without roots are like duckweeds and will be lost.

"Grandpa and grandma, I'm back!" Bi Xia walked into a small courtyard carrying large and small bags. The courtyard was not big. There were about three rooms in and out. The style was not trendy, but it was neatly tidied up.

In the yard, a pair of old people were sitting and looking around. When they heard Bi Xia's call, the old people showed joy on their faces and walked to the door. The wrinkles on their faces were squeezed together because of their smiles. "Okay, okay, okay.

, just come back!”

"Yeah, just come back!" In addition to the two visitors in the small courtyard, there were also my uncle's family and my aunt's family. The elders didn't say much, they just patted Bi Xia on the shoulder and kept saying "ok".

This is family, they can be noisy and fussy, but they are very considerate.

"Boy, now that you have become a big star, why don't you ignore your brother? I haven't seen you give him a call for so long." At this time, a young man walked out of the house and punched Bi Xia's chest hard. Bi Xia had a cousin.

, is my uncle's son, one year older than him, and his name is Bi Xiaofeng. The two brothers have a very good relationship.

Bi Xia was quiet when he was a child. Logically, he would be bullied by his classmates, but in fact he was not, because he had an older brother named Bi Xiaofeng. If someone bullied Bi Xia, he would chase him across the street for several blocks.

"Okay, let Xia'er rest for a while, sit in the room and chat for a while, and then eat. Your grandma will cook you a table of delicious dishes." The old man held Bixia tightly with his rough hands.

"Weird grandson, wait a minute. Grandma will make you something to eat right now." Grandma's face was full of love. This was her dearest child. Although Bi Xia was not her father's biological child, the relationship between them for more than 20 years has been since childhood.

Watching this sweet grandson grow up, so cute and caring, is their heart's content.

"Okay, okay!" Bi Xia kept nodding and giggling, feeling panicked!

In the next few days, Bi Xia went to his grandma and grandpa's house again. His aunt, uncle, cousin, and cousins ​​all sat together and talked as usual. No one blamed Bi Xia. They understood and forgave Bi Xia.

Because Bi Xia used his actual actions to prove that he loves this family, his father, mother and Bi Chang.

For family members, any mistakes can be forgiven, this is family love!

(When I was writing this chapter, Ring was written very slowly because I remembered many things as I wrote it. Ring was very naughty when I was a child. I remember that my aunts always told my mother that Ring was not good or bad, and then my mother would

He told Ring that he should imitate this cousin, that cousin, that Ring was very strange and very angry, why did they come to mind their own business and accuse this and that.

In the past few years, the work of Ring was not going well. Several aunts and uncles were very enthusiastic to give advice to Ring. This one helped with resources, and the other helped with borrowing money. They did not blame Ring for being ignorant. Instead, they were very close to the nephew, which is rare.

, cherish it very much.

The older we get, the more we experience, the more we think, and the more we know how to cherish.

I don’t know if you will be moved by this chapter, but the ring is really thoughtful.)