reborn my golden age

Regarding what happened to the catkins, Song Yin didn't know at all. He is now actively preparing for the New Year.

Song Yin, the New Year's Eve, was completely lost, but a five -good youth, respectful to his parents, respectful to his sister.

This is also his reserved program. Every year in the New Year, he pursues a standard, that is, he has to make his parents reliable. Before the fifth day, he could not scold him and did not pay back.

Some messy snacks or small toys.

Last year he bought Ultraman for a little guy, and the little guy was excited to block him in the alley almost every day. This year he planned to be as usual, but he also gave birth to a prank.

Ultraman.

Watching Song Yin interacted with the little fart children, Song Yu laughed: "If you like children so much, just get married and give birth to one?"

Song Yin said: "Forget it, it is still the children of someone else's family. If my child, dare to come out to play like this and interrupt his dog's legs!"

"Look, just half a day of effort, it will be exposed? You are not pretending to pretend!"

Song Yin went out with the toy: "Let you see it today, what is the affinity of the third child of the Song family!"

He didn't expect that he was successful.

Dare to let him know, because according to Song Yin's urine, he would definitely pull her to get rid of it -not going to the hospital, then the Song Yin would do it himself.

After becoming a child king outside, Song Yinxin returned with satisfaction.

Song Junping did not be able to return in advance in the evening of the 30th year. According to the arrangement, he will come back after ten o'clock tonight, and then he will get up early to attend the group worship.

"Small lead, you come to make dumplings!"

"Come!" Song Yin picked up the dumpling skin and began to operate awkwardly.

"When can you bring back one with us?"

Hearing Song Yu's words, Song Yin's eyes flipped: "Sister, do you think our food is delicious?"

"It's delicious!"

Song Yin smiled and stopped talking, and then his head was hammered by Song Yu: "You guy, you have something to say!"

"Don't dare ... dare ... hehehe!"

The family of three people has less the backbone. The pattern of this New Year's Eve has been staged many times.

Zhang Yuan is also a family of three. The New Year's Eve dinner is the same as in previous years. Six dishes plus dumplings.

Watching TV, Zhang Yuntian asked: "Is your company sponsored the Spring Festival Gala this year?"

"No sponsor."

"What if other companies are sponsored?"

Zhang Yuan laughed: "Advertising for virtual products, several other companies will not be willing."

Qian Yu said: "New Year's Eve next year, our family can no longer be a person!"

Zhang Yuan responded vaguely: "I know ..." Qian Yu always said in his life, but his own skin was thick enough, and he could listen to it for more than ten years.

It wasn't that he didn't want to find it, but always felt that the girl around him had some distance.

Next year ... I will explain next year ...

The text message in the mobile phone began to enter, Zhang Yuan tune the mute, but the sound of the shock has always existed. Zhang Yuntian felt surprised: "Is your mobile phone broken?"

Zhang Yuan took a look at it: "It's all New Year's messages ... I just wait for the early morning."

At the eight o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala officially started. Zhang Yuan saw that a liquor manufacturer got sponsorship.

He shook his head in his heart. No one was willing to add investment. Although he shouted one by one, he was dumb when he really wanted to take out the real gold and silver.

After tonight, it is a new year. His mobile phones will be listed on the graduation season. When at that time, the installation volume of Weibo will rise crazy.

With the upgrading of smartphones, various APPs are also upgrading, and the traffic consumption is constantly increasing. This is also accelerating the development process of 4G and 5G.

As a prophet, he must seize the opportunity. Others can be missed by other applications that have not been developed, but Weibo must win.

At present, there are not many people noticing the impact of traffic on the mobile terminal. Many applications will turn to the mobile phone. Zhang Yuan will once again witness the decline of the Giants of Nokia and Motorola.

The text message of the mobile phone is still entering, but in a few years, no one will send a text message, but by WeChat.

Although the text message is convenient, after all, you can only send text. Even if it is a package, each of which still needs a lot of money; but the WeChat is different, the form is rich and colorful, only the traffic can be used.

Then, then

WeChat ... Zhang Yuan decided to grab this.

The bowl in front of me was knocked by Qian Yu: "What do you think about? Eat! The food is cold! When you will not clean up, it's not me? You can't let your mother clean up early ..."

"Hmm ..." Zhang Yuan came back to God, and then quickly clamped a dumplings into his mouth from the bowl.

The Spring Festival Gala is still in progress. These programs are almost a historical repeat for Zhang Yuan, but he is not boring, but instead see it.

By the time after twelve o'clock, Zhang Yuan went out with a firecracker.

The countryside couldn't help but fire firecrackers. As soon as the zero bell rang, the sound of firecrackers began to sound -the flavor of the year was stronger than that of the city, but it was affected by sleeping.

In the courtyard, Zhang Yuan set up a small hanging firecracker. The red debris fluttered, and the flavor of the gunpowder flew into the nasal cavity.

He took out his phone, edited a text message, and started to send.

When sending text messages on the mobile phone, Zhang Yuan was also browing the New Year message he received.

Classmates, subordinates, friends, and some civil servants.

The text messages of Qiu Xuena Li Lei and Anxin are conventional New Year messages. What is more interesting is Lin Jingya: "Happy New Year! How many dishes for New Year's Eve!"

"Must exceed four dishes! Happy New Year!"

What Zhang Yuan didn't expect was that Liu Feifei also sent New Year's text messages.

I haven't sent it before, but since he and Liu Feifei have found the other half, that is, from the winter vacation of the sophomore, the two have been in a tacit understanding of this routine business -style greeting.

It seems that this girl decided to marry and settle down.

Xu Tao's text messages also came in. Zhang Yuan looked at his text messages. When he thought of a few people in the dormitory, Xu Tao tested the civil servant. The advantage was stable and the disadvantages were.

The Department of Science and Technology ... Zhang Yuan can't think of what benefits he can get from it ...

Still wait for the development of his own real estate, give him one or two sets at the cost price.

After seeing Xu Tao's text messages, Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of what should he do for his hometown? He is rich in his pocket now, and he does not return to his hometown.

Needless to say, the city No. 1 Middle School is strong; Shitang Middle School has become more and more sources in the following years.

Sad.

After all, everyone wants to go to the city. When you go to the city, software and hardware can be satisfied.

Back in the room, Zhang Yuan felt a lot warmer.

"Dad, you and the school are missing, I plan to donate some money for our school."

Zhang Yuntian said while pondering: "There are really a lot of ... the school's computers have used it for many years, and this one has to be upgraded; the school's dormitory building is not good, and it has to be upgraded.

To upgrade ... "

Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Qian Yu: "Even if his son donated money to the school, wouldn't he have to be removed by the municipal finance?"

Zhang Yuntian said: "That is definitely a part of it, but this cannot be taken away in vain. They dare to take this money, and the part of the student can no longer let the other schools grab too much, nor is it all all all, not all all all the other schools, not all all all the other schools, nor are all all it all, not all all all the schools.

Students can afford life in the urban area. "

Zhang Yuan said to Zhang Yuntian with a fire: "That dad, you look back and several leaders of the school, see how much money it costs, I will draw it."

"Look at me, don't want to make this matter into a hammer to buy and sell! This is a long -term process. You spend money every year. You think about it yourself. Once this mouth is opened, it will be difficult to fit again.

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"I think, I made this money! But dad, I paid the money, don't mix it when you get it!"

"I'm so stupid?" Zhang Yuntian thought about it all at once. When Zhang Yuan's money was paid, someone would definitely not be able to reach out. At that time, a few people really got in.

Can turn right.

Zhang Yuan is not worried that someone is greedy, which is inevitable; but there must be a lot of people staring at this money, and the people who reach out are destined to sing "Iron Window Tears" in the high wall.

In his hometown, Zhang Yunshan and Zhang Yunhai were separated from the New Year before, but this year's New Year's Eve dinner gathered together to eat.

There are many people, and there are more vegetables, and the same wine is also good wine.

After a few men drank the two bottles of Wuliangye, their faces blushed.

"Brother, do you think of our family now, do you think we should repair the ancestral grave?"

Zhang Yunhai's proposal made Zhang Yunshan extremely enthusiastic. Who doesn't want to repair his ancestral tomb?

"This ... I'm afraid that the cadres in the village will not agree ..."

Zhang Yunhai laughed: "Brother, you can rest assured! You ask Xiaolei, who dares to speak loudly in our family in the village? We don't take up much place, the original Laulin, that place is not small, it's not small.

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"I'm afraid a lot of money ..."

Zhang Lei and Zhang Yunhai smiled at each other, and then said: "Dad, I mentioned it with Xiaoyuan, he could not disagree; even if he was the second uncle, he had to promise."

Zhang Yunshan was a little worried: "You two, don't do too much!"

Zhang Yunhai said quickly: "Brother, you can rest assured! Our little people, we dare not go to any Han white jade, just a little bit better."

Zhang Yunshan looked at his son and his third brother, and suddenly said angrily: "You want to let me go to this mouth!"