This year's Spring Festival Gala is different.

This year the Color TV Center was opened for the first time, and the stage of the Spring Festival Gala was moved here.

Naturally, the stage beauty has improved further.

At half past seven, the Spring Festival Gala begins.

The Lu family was eating and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

This is not only the habit of the Lu family, but also the habit of every family in the country.

So many years later, the Spring Festival Gala has become more and more gorgeous, and the content has become more and more disappointing to the people, but all families will still turn on the TV and watch it.

Even if it's just a formality, you can't live without this big dish.

The content now is really exciting.

It’s just that the external conditions such as stage design, lighting and costumes can’t keep up.

The clock struck midnight, and the whole family cheered.

At this moment, the pace of the times has arrived with an unstoppable attitude.

1988.

"Let's go get the dumplings."

Mother Lu took Wang Yao to the kitchen, and Zhao Yan wanted to follow.

Both the Lu family and his son were in a good mood today, and the three of them went to the yard with firecrackers.

At this moment, the whole branch was filled with crackling firecrackers.

There were two kicking explosions in the middle.

After a while, there were flashes of fire and explosions in the Lu family's yard.

The three Xiong Bao brothers also came to join in the fun.

But the sound of firecrackers made them very nervous, and they barked wildly at the flickering corner, as if this was the only way to calm them down.

Lao Lu and Lu Changzhong stood in the yard smoking cigarettes, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky and the stars in the sky.

"Boss, how do you feel about your life now?"

"Okay, Dad, I feel fine now."

"Well, that's good. Zhao Yan is the daughter of an official family. The eldest lady has a bad temper, so you can give her some slack."

"Um."

Looking at Lu Changhua who was lighting firecrackers, Lao Lu said: "Your brother also has a partner, so I feel relieved. If one day I am no longer here, you have to take care of him and your mother."

"Well, dad, don't worry. Why are you talking about this during the Chinese New Year?"

"I'm just saying."

Tonight, the Lu family, like all other families, had a hopeful Spring Festival.

When they came back to eat dumplings, Lu Changzhong took Zhao Yan, and Lu Changhua took Wang Yao to kowtow to their parents for the New Year.

"Okay, okay, happy New Year, everyone, get up."

The old mother took out two big red envelopes and handed them to Zhao Yan and Wang Yao.

Zhao Yan happily accepted it, but Wang Yao was too embarrassed to ask for it. Mother Lu said: "Take it, it's my first time coming to celebrate the New Year at home, so I have to take this red envelope."

"Mom and Dad. Where are ours?"

Lu Changzhong looked at the red envelope in his wife's hand with envy.

"Yeah, neither me nor my eldest brother."

Lao Lu laughed and scolded, "How old are you two? One is going to be a father, and the other has a partner."

"Give, give."

Mother Lu took out two more small red envelopes from her arms.

"Okay, no matter how small it is, it's still a red envelope!"

The two brothers happily accepted it.

Lu Changhua and Wang Yao took a few plates of dumplings to the reservoir, where there were still a few people on duty.

It’s Chinese New Year, we can’t forget them.

On New Year's Day, more and more people came to Lu's house to pay New Year's greetings.

They wanted to go to pay New Year's greetings to Han Jianhua and Li Zhenguo, but they couldn't get out.

Lu Changhua's employees are busy enough.

Anyone who comes to pay New Year greetings must be given a red envelope.

The neighbors’ New Year greetings to each other cannot be left behind.

The He family, the Mao family, and the Hu family all have to go.

Hu Dagui came here early in the morning to pay New Year greetings.

"Uncle Lu, Auntie, have a great New Year!

Kowtow~~~"

The boy said his last words in a long voice, for fear that the old man and the old lady wouldn't hear him.

Kneel down, bang bang bang, bang bang bang, three heads ringing.

"Hey, hey, happy New Year, get up."

Lao Lu took out a red envelope.

Both Zhao Yan and Wang Yao were amused.

"Don't look at me, don't send me New Year greetings, I don't have any red envelopes."

When Lu Changhua saw Hu Dagui's eyes glancing towards him, he glared and took a vaccination first.

"Tch, who's going to give you New Year's greetings? I, I'm going to give New Year's greetings to my eldest brother."

As he spoke, he bowed to Lu Changzhong.

"Brother, happy New Year."

"Well, have a good New Year."

Lu Changzhong happily gave him a small red envelope.

While they were making a fuss, Han Yingle ran over happily and also gave New Year greetings to Lao Lu and Mother Lu.

Mother Lu took out a small red envelope.

"Daughter, we also said we would go to your house to pay New Year greetings."

"Auntie, can you go out today?"

Han Ying said with a smile.

Sure enough, the dragon lanterns came and colorful boats came, and more and more people came to pay New Year's greetings.

The Lu family gave up the idea of ​​going out and arranged for these people first.

It is a custom throughout the country to pay New Year's greetings and visit relatives in the first month.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my eldest brother and sister-in-law are going back, and they also have to go to their parents’ home to pay New Year greetings.

Lu Changhua and Wang Yao sent them back to the field.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Yao went home.

That's interesting enough.

The daughter-in-law, who has not married yet, has lived in her husband's house until the third year of junior high school.

She also has to go home to pay New Year greetings.

Wang Yao had a car, so Lu Changhua took her on the way out of the venue, and the two waved goodbye.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, my parents asked Lu Changhua to take them back to Beining.

As soon as the seventh day of the Lunar New Year passes, the holiday will be taken.

On February 25th, the ninth day of the first lunar month, there was news about housing reform on the TV news.

Cities and towns across the country must implement housing system reform in phases and batches.

Now, many units are panicking.

The core of housing reform is to gradually abolish the welfare housing allocation system and transform it into commercial housing.

Many units that were not included in the reform took advantage of the last train to step up the construction and distribution of welfare housing.

As soon as March entered, the farm’s No. 1 document was released.
To be continued...