On New Year's Eve, before the New Year's Eve dinner, Sheng Tang sent a round of New Year's greetings to relatives and friends as usual, and sent another round of New Year's blessings back.

Hu Xiangsheng's reply also came. Sheng Tang took a look and saw that the blessings he sent to his old man during the day were only returned after dark.

Then I asked him where he spent the New Year and so on.

Hu Xiangsheng gave her a direct voice——

"After passing through the cave, the paint layer on the dome of Cave 56 cracked."

Sheng Tang actually also thought about it. Hu Xiangsheng was a loner and didn't like the excitement. This was not the first New Year's Eve he had spent in the cave. In his mind, there was no difference between every day. What was different was the restoration of the murals.

She told him that it was New Year's Eve after all, so she should cook some dumplings to eat.

Hu Xiang laughed and said yes.

Sheng Tang knew it well, and he was just prevaricating. How could a person who could crawl into a cave on New Year's Eve think about making dumplings? He probably didn't even think about going to the supermarket to buy a box of dumplings.

Because of this incident, the leaders of the hospital criticized Hu Xiang a lot, saying that the mural restoration was indeed a tight schedule and a heavy task, but one could not ignore one's body because the body was the capital of the revolution.

After saying New Year blessings to Sheng Ziyan and Mo Hua, Hu Xiangsheng asked Sheng Tang how his health was, and then said that you are welcome to return to Dunhuang at any time when your health is well.

The meaning of these words is quite obvious, but Hu Xiangsheng’s next sentence is even more direct——

"Tangtang, you can't put your ideals on hold just because of your personal feelings."

…

If Sheng Tang had to tell her what her ideal is, she really couldn't tell.

Do you want to be an artist like your father?

Or, like her mother, can she finally realize the charm of Dunhuang Dance?

She doesn't know.

She only knows that what she is doing now is what she likes to do and has the motivation to do. It seems that she has always been doing what she likes to do.

Because it can’t be said to be ideal, I only choose to do things I like to do.

It feels like painting, dancing, running to Dunhuang to copy, and then slowly moving towards restoration from copying...

Cheng Qin once said to her, do you think your interests come in waves? People do one thing all their lives, like your parents. You are good, you have jumped into several fields. What is annoying is that

, and can still do everything very well.

She thought for a while and replied, maybe it's because I don't know what I can do in the end, so I just pick up things I like to do. When I do things, I don't think so much, I just do it seriously. When I get tired of doing it,

Say it again.

Sheng Tang was thinking that if it weren't for Jiang Zhi, she might have returned to Dunhuang.

Because there is a clear feeling in her heart: she likes Dunhuang.

Regarding her injury, Hu Xiangsheng also found out later. After understanding the situation, he naturally stood on Sheng Tang's side first, and then indirectly told Sheng Tang——

"He has his own difficulties. Not to mention that repairing the murals is a waste of time, but his master must have encountered something bad, otherwise he would not be in a hurry."

Sheng Tang's mood was always very stable, and he said to Hu Xiangsheng, "Teacher, if he can leave suddenly, I believe he is in an emergency. But what I care about is not that he leaves, so you don't know what I am thinking at all, so you just

Stop trying to persuade me."

Hu Xiangsheng thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's not talk about personal matters, let's talk about work..."

…

Therefore, Hu Xiangsheng is not a teacher who can help students solve their problems, at least in personal matters, but he is definitely a teacher who can improve students' abilities in academic and professional fields.

Therefore, when I was in school, everyone had this saying: Never go to Professor Hu to tell your concerns, because he will persuade you to go into professional academics.

On this New Year's Eve, Hu Xiangsheng showed his usual positive attitude and actively "recruited troops" for the restoration of Dunhuang murals.

The loud voice lines one after another lasted for 60 seconds to the end.

Shengtang actually knows what is said in each article even if she doesn't listen, but as someone with WeChat voice obsessive-compulsive disorder, she always wants to click on the little red dots when she sees them.

In the end, Mo Hua said in confusion, "Hu Xiang's voice is genuine, why can't we just call him?"

Sheng Ziyan cooked a large table of dishes as usual, and then discussed with Mo Hua at the dining table which relatives and elders to visit for the first few days.

In fact, the plans are the same every year. Although Mo Hua traveled all over the world when she was young, she is traditional in her heart and always feels that she must spend New Year's Eve at home. Otherwise, according to Shengtang's opinion, it is best to travel to celebrate the New Year.

Sheng Tang was always agitated during the New Year's Eve dinner. She didn't know what was wrong, but she felt her heart beating violently.

So I didn’t feel too distracted eating this meal.

Even Sheng Ziyan noticed it and asked her, is it because the food cooked by her father is not delicious?

Of course it's delicious.

Sheng Tang has always felt that cooking is not something you can acquire, but is definitely a matter of talent. For example, her cooking skills are something she doesn't usually like to do, but once she does it, she is astonishing.

Another example is Sheng Ziyan, whose annual New Year's Eve dinner is as delicious as a Michelin chef's. On the other hand, Mo Hua has loved cooking since she was young, but what she cooks is... hard to describe.

She quickly said no, and praised Sheng Ziyan wildly.

This man, no matter how old he is, is like a child and loves to be praised.

As a result, after such a compliment, Sheng Ziyan took out the red envelope before he even waited for his New Year greetings.

Sheng Tang took it, "Good guy, the red envelope is really thick."

She sweetly wished Sheng Ziyan a new year in advance, and she couldn't wait to kowtow.

Mo Hua glared at Sheng Ziyan. She couldn't help but take out the red envelope in advance every year, but he took it all. It would be bad if she didn't take it, so she also gave her share of the red envelope to Sheng Tang.

Two heavy big red envelopes.

Sheng Tang thanked them one by one, and then said delicately, "Actually, you can transfer money directly via WeChat next time."

Mo Hua laughed and called her a white-eyed wolf.

The little white-eyed wolf seemed to have lost her fortune, and the members of the WeChat family group transferred her a lot of red envelopes as if they had agreed upon it.

After a while, the numbers in WeChat Wallet were very impressive.

Sheng Tang finally got confused and asked Sheng Ziyan and Mo Wei, "Why are everyone giving so many red envelopes this year?"

Mo Hua touched her head, "Because everyone knows the stupid things you did for a man, so I'll give you more money to travel, shop and do whatever you want. I'm afraid you won't be able to think about it again."

Sheng Tang rolled his eyes, God...

What kind of relatives are these?

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Sheng Tang understood the reason for his rapid heartbeat.

Someone applied for WeChat friends and passed.

It's Jiang Zhi.

She refused outright.

But Jiang Zhi did not give up and continued to work harder.

Later, she simply ignored it.

Jiang Zhi stopped.

While she was sitting on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala with her parents, Sheng Tang's cell phone rang again. She glanced at it and saw that someone had transferred money to her Alipay.

He was slightly startled to see that it was Jiang Zhi.

My heart trembled again.

He attached New Year's greetings and still called her: Xiaoqi.

It was just after midnight, and Sheng Tang had just finished wishing Sheng Ziyan and Mo Hua New Year greetings, and his mobile phone was busy. Of course, Sheng Ziyan and Mo Hua's mobile phones were not idle either.

There are many people waiting for zero o'clock to send blessings.

As soon as Sheng Tang's finger touched the screen, Jiang Zhi's call came in. With a swipe of her finger, she clicked to answer it.

It was too obvious that he wanted to hang up, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, at the same time, he got up and left the living room.
Chapter completed!