Chapter 183: : Old memories and changes
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Evil Break
- Lazy Old Hu
- 1541 characters
- 2021-03-01 08:05:09
During the New Year at home, Hu Feng was very happy and temporarily left his things behind.
The neighborhoods in the neighborhood now know that Hu Feng made money outside and drove a luxury car to return for the Chinese New Year. Although gossip and comparisons are inevitable, there is no malicious or unbalanced mentality.
Everyone has been together as a neighbor for more than ten years. When Hu Feng was a child, he ran around in the community every day, so the neighbors also took care of him.
"Yo, boy, are you willing to come back? Remember grandpa?"
"Oh, where can I forget you, Grandpa Xu's happy new year, is this your little granddaughter? Come, take it."
There is an open space in the middle of the community, and next to it is a small shop that has been open for more than ten years. It is a happy place for the children in the community. It has not changed for more than ten years. It still looks like that.
Hu Feng took out a pre-packaged red envelope and stuffed it with the little girl who was pulling the old man. The little girl was afraid of giving birth and did not dare to take it.
"Bring your girlfriend back this time? Southerners, have you suffered the cold weather on our side?"
Hu Feng Wenyan looked at Ying Li, who was squatting in the small sales department, and was concentrating on a deformed little snowman. She smiled helplessly and continued to explain the Nth time.
"No, this sister I know, there is no one there in the southern hometown, so I came back for the New Year together."
Last night, I had a night of drinking with my group of childhood playmates and Fa Xiao when I was a kid. I haven't seen each other for many years.
With the slow development of the small county town, several new communities and real estates have been built, so many of the childhood friends who chose not to go out and work, but chose to stay in their hometowns have already moved out and lived in new ones. Of the community.
In the New Year, regardless of whether there is money or no money, those who go out to work hard have come back, and those who stay in their hometown to open stores or go to work have also been idle.
I met again and looked at some things that I haven't seen in more than a decade. Although my appearance is a bit unfamiliar, my childhood friend who can still call out his name accurately still has a lot of emotion in his heart.
At that time, the group of children who were playing wildly and going to school and school together are now on their own side, and when they meet again, the faces are so different.
When I was in elementary school, I quarreled with each other, and the little girls I liked each other were now mothers. When I talked about the peculiar feelings of childhood, I laughed nostalgicly.
The child's feelings are so simple, whoever he thinks he likes the most, then who is the most violent, and think of ways to bully other girls, and then chased by the little girl.
And when toasting again, all I can talk about is the original ones.
At that time, we had an unpolluted morning. The feelings we used to have were very simple, and we didn't need to look hard.
At that time, we didn't have so many electronic toys. The joy of the past was very simple, and no complicated gameplay was needed.
Miss our youth, took root in the memory yesterday.
Now our hometown is getting younger and younger, like an increasingly tacky clothes.
Wipe away the foggy window and clearly see the strange hometown.
The passing years have been wiped out, nothing has changed, everything has changed again.
Sometimes I feel like I'm coming from a distance, passing by the guests here.
The proud building blocked the sky, and the gray haze blocked the sunlight.
The color is easy to greasy and can not taste, the memory of black and white stays in the young.
Some things are only suitable for staying in your mind.
On the evening of the New Year ’s Eve, the sound of firecrackers was endless, and the children wore thick cotton-padded jackets, wrapped in big dumplings and playing crazy downstairs in the community.
Yingli smashed a cannon on the ground with a sharp sound, then turned her head to Hu Feng and extended her hand. The latter came over and handed her a lighter.
"I said that you played very well. Are you going to release all the kicks you bought during the day and the sky monkeys at once?"
With that said, Hu Feng looked at a large variety of artillery battles beside Yingli.
Watching Yingli lift a sky-walking monkey, she was obviously nervous after lighting it, and seemed to hesitate to throw it to the ground.
Woo!
The long firecracker at the top shot out into the sky, and then exploded in the air, making a loud sound.
At night, Hu Feng squeezed Ying Li, who had never finished, and returned home.
In the New Year in the North, most people will definitely sit in front of the TV and watch the Spring Festival Evening, which is very different from the South used to chatting and playing Mahjong between family and relatives and colliding with each other.
Steaming dumplings have been placed on the table, and a small portion of them are extremely deformed. That is Ying Li's masterpiece.
Hu Feng and his father and grandparents were sitting on the sofa, and from time to time they touched the wine glass in their hands.
At eight o'clock, the annual Chinese New Year party starts on time on TV. Although the overall quality of this thing is not as good as one year, it is always a habit. I always feel that the family is sitting in the living room while watching the Spring Festival Gala while watching this year's show. It is complete to judge the actors.
"Everyone remembers that WeChat grabbed the red envelopes, just shake the phone vigorously ... Mom, your WeChat version hasn't been updated in hundreds of years, and you can't shake it ..."
"Yingli grabbed twelve dollars, haha, please eat!"
"I said you can't pull it. If the little girl shakes it to twelve yuan, you can ask someone to eat!"
"Okay, let's eat dumplings, don't be cold for a while."
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At zero, the sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside started to sound continuously, and the sound on the TV was no longer heard.
Hu Feng went to his room, opened the address book, and started calling New Year's greetings with the more important people one by one, and the rest was sent by WeChat.
"Lao Li, the Chinese New Year is good, haha ... How can I forget to give you the New Year greetings, and I will ask Lao Li to take care of me in the new year, and our Guangdong Demon Hunting Club will always be the best ally, ha ha ha . "
"Hey, Uncle Hu, the New Year is good, the New Year is good, I ’m in my hometown, I ’ll give you a New Year ’s greetings, give me aunts for me, are you back in Sichuan, right? I ... uh ... you little girl Take your dad ’s cell phone ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is it polite? "
"Hu Feng, you bastard, give me a New Year greeting and say, love me or not!"
"Good bye, bye bye, happy new year, good luck in the Rooster year, the old chicken loves you, is it satisfied? The phone is returned to the uncle, I haven't finished talking yet!"
"Xiao Pian, at home, Happy New Year, I will stop by Guangzhou after the New Year, and then go back to Shenzhen together ... Um, well, talk to my aunt, hang up first."
Hang up the phone, click on WeChat, at the moment also a lot of blessings in WeChat.
"All employees in Hell wish a happy Chinese New Year, and Stanley, the King of Hell, presents."
Looking at the 6666 yuan transfer from Stanley, Hu Feng accepted it without any politeness. Anyway, the old guy was rich.
As for the small video of Stanley wearing a traditional Chinese red costume and standing in front of the media flash, New Year's Day, Hu Feng ignored it.
If you think about it with your ass, the serious companies under Hell are now taking advantage of China's Spring Festival, so they are engaged in wild activities to make money.
Clicking on Aletia ’s WeChat profile picture for a long time, Hu Feng sent a New Year blessing in the past. By the way, if you need help, please let me know immediately.
The call to Aletya prompts the phone to shut down, which makes Hu Feng vaguely worried.
I hope there won't be any problems.
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