It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

It was still snowing on New Year's Eve, and the fine snow particles were blown away by the wind, and they hit the face coldly.

There were firecrackers crackling outside, and the sound of the little fat man screaming. I don’t know what he was shouting.

The New Year is much more lively in the old street than Tonglin Road. The family gathered together and moved the small table to the living room, gathered together to make dumplings and mix fillings and roll out dough. While listening to the croaking sound of the TV, Xiao Anya was shaking with a bell in the walker, and she walked two steps from time to time.

"Go to buy a bottle of soy sauce in Guanglin, there is only a little left."

Qin's mother was swaying the soy sauce bottle in the kitchen and sent Qin Guanglin, who was idle, to run errands.

"It's time for the Chinese New Year, I remember that the soy sauce is gone."

Qin Guanglin muttered, took the coat from the hanger and put it on, opened the door and took a step. He shivered by the chill outside, then retreated and put on his hat and ran out facing the snowflakes.

Because of the snow, it was already dark at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. The gloomy sky was not lit, and the street lights were lit early. There were not many people on the cold street. There were only children waiting for food and were still waving on the street with firecrackers, so they didn't feel cold. He walked a few steps quickly and went to the convenience store across the street to take a look.

Bang bang bang bang!

"It's closed, it's the New Year today!"

Old Pan heard a voice from inside.

"Uncle Pan, I, Guanglin."

Qin Guanglin shrank his neck and shouted, "Where are you making dumplings, take a bottle of soy sauce, otherwise you won't be able to eat dumplings."

After staying for a few seconds, the window was pulled open, Uncle Pan's head poked out and looked at it in a cold air.

"Xiao Qin...Wait a minute, which one do you want?" The old Pan convenience store was installed with a rolling shutter door by Uncle Pan's son. It was inconvenient to open and close it. So he planned to hand it out from the window to Qin Guanglin.

"Well... just pick the good ones."

"Ha, pick up the good ones... wait."

Uncle Pan retracted his head again, and Qin Guanglin waited there with his sleeves. Why not buy soy sauce at home? He really didn't pay attention to what soy sauce to eat, so it's all right.

After a while, Uncle Pan exposed his head from the window and handed out the soy sauce from the window, "Give it, this is the best! The dumplings made are fragrant and delicious."

"Thank you, Uncle Pan, my brother Pan and the others have not come back for the New Year?" Qin Guanglin saw a large basin of noodles on the table in his room through the window, and said casually while paying.

"Hi, go to Xiaoli's house for the New Year, and wait a few days before coming here."

"There are noodle foods for the Chinese New Year. Wait a while, I will send you two bowls of dumplings when they are cooked."

"You boy...hey, don't bother. If you want to eat, I have a refrigerator and I'm too lazy to cook."

Uncle Pan waved his hand with a smile. His gray hair made him look a little older. The folds on his face were piled up, and he opened his mouth to cheer for a few times, "Go back quickly, I'll delay making dumplings in a while."

"Then you're busy."

Qin Guanglin tightened his collar and did not delay any longer. He walked home with small steps. His chubby body twisted and entered the door with cold air. He stomped his feet and took off his hat and coat, handed it to Qin's mother, and waited on the sofa for dinner.

"I don't even see how fat you are now. I just lie there every day and don't know how to move around." Why not roll out the dough and despise it.

Qin's mother said, "That's right, it's almost heavier than your Aunt Wang."

Qin Guanglin pretends to be dead, what can he do? He is also very desperate.

I obviously had diets as much as possible, but my weight was still growing every month.

It's all a big blame for feeding too well.

He took out his phone and pretended not to hear the two complaints. He opened the browser and thought for a while, and tapped on "Why men are prone to fat after marriage". He couldn't help but feel happy after watching it for a while.

“Hey, hey.”

Qin Guanglin interrupted the two of them, struggled to lift up, and swayed his phone on the back of the sofa, "This makes sense... cough, cough cough..."

He cleared his throat lightly and said to his phone seriously: "Often men who feel happy marriage are prone to gain weight, because on the one hand, they have rich diet, comfortable life, and some people take care of them, and on the other hand, they feel that some people are in love, some people love, and they are happy mentally..."

"What a mess?" Why don't you turn your face and look elsewhere? Although the old couple is old, you can't help feeling embarrassed when you hear him say something about love in front of Qin Ma's face.

The fat man's skin became thicker and thicker, and he was proud on the sofa, "Hey, this is happiness, look, look--" He patted the flesh on his stomach and said proudly: "I am happy to be fatter."

"What does it mean that no one hurts?" Qin's mother always easily discovered the beauty.

“…”

Qin Guanglin got stuck and leaned back on the back of the sofa, "The physique is different, the physique is different, the men and women are different."

"Go to exercise after the New Year, or continue running."

Why not look at the baby bicycle that was put away by Qin Ma in the corner of the living room and said, "Please choose one of the two in the gym."

"I can't run, look at this meat, it...ah."

"Bao, bao!"

Xiao Anya pushed the walker and walked over shakingly. Qin Guanglin didn't bother to pay attention to the two women. He reached out and copied his daughter and put it on his belly. Seeing his daughter giggling, he couldn't help laughing, "Daughter likes thin father or fat father?"

"Bao."

"Look, my daughter likes me to be fat." He turned his head and said.

"Virtue."

The night gradually subsided, and the sound of firecrackers outside became lively. The dumplings from the Qin family were already wrapped. Qin Guanglin was placed in front of the TV. Why not go to the bedroom to take a cell phone to greet the family members? Qin Guanglin went to cook some side dishes.

When the time is almost time, the dumplings are put into the pot, so why not come out of the bedroom and hold your daughter and wait for the meal. The whole family gathers at the table to eat and watch the Spring Festival Gala.

"By the way, there is news that our area is about to be demolished." Qin's mother said holding the bowl, with a hint of melancholy on her face.

Demolition is naturally a good thing, but the old places that have lived for decades are always a little reluctant to leave.

"When? Who said that?" Qin Guanglin didn't have so many thoughts. He wasn't too short of money anyway, so it would be fine if he didn't demolish it, but he would definitely be happy if he demolished it.

"Everyone is saying that someone has come here to inspect."

"Oh, that should be soon."

Qin Guanglin turned his head and looked at him. He just asked this big baby and knew everything.

He shook his head slightly and didn't say anything. Qin Guanglin knew it in his heart. It was probably fake news. He was so happy that he turned the topic and stopped discussing this matter.

The New Year passed quietly like this, and there was nothing left except one year older. Time always slipped away inadvertently. When I looked back, I suddenly realized that yesterday was a few years ago.

Why not go back to Hecheng when taking the third year of junior high school? The snow was too heavy and it affected the expressway. Fortunately, I got the high-speed train ticket. Qin Guanglin carried his bag, so why not go to the station with his daughter in his arms and wait for the train to enter the station in the waiting room.

The custom of Hecheng is like this: Normally, the second or fourth day of the lunar month is gone, but only one of the parents is there, so you have to go back to the odd number.

"Do you remember the first time you went to my house? You also took the bus to come over. The bus scared you, hahaha."

"How could I forget? I was opened when I first went to your house." Qin Guanglin couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the back of his head, and his memory was very deep, "Those guys..."

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

"What are you looking at?" As he was speaking, why don't you see him looking outside and ask.

"Oh... nothing."

Qin Guanglin shook his head. He just saw a tall figure standing out from the crowd and entering the station with a travel bag. He almost recognized Sun Yat-sen. When he wanted to say hello, he had already entered the platform and got on the bus with the crowd.
Chapter completed!