The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

The bright moon crescents over Kyushu, and some families are happy and some are sad.

Tiedong, opposite Jiuyou, the Pan family.

There was also a sumptuous table of wine and food, but the atmosphere in the room was very depressing.

Pan Dongbao, Li Sujuan, eldest daughter-in-law Han Lili, Pan Guofu and Wu Xiaoqing sat around the table.

Li Shujuan's eyes turned red again, "It would be great if the boss was here!"

Pan Dongbao glared at her, "Young lady, why are you talking about this? In three months, the boss will be out."

******

On the speeding train, Yao Ye grabbed a dumpling from the dining car and took it back to his lounge to eat.

There were not many passengers on the thirty-year-old train. As a conductor, she felt a rare moment of relaxation.

Yao Ye ate a dumpling filled with celery and meat. It was oily and a bit greasy when he took a bite.

Yao Ye put down his chopsticks and stared blankly at the opposite wall. Unknowingly, he thought of the ridiculous things that happened between him and the tall and strong young man in this small space, and his face turned red without knowing it.

Yao Ye touched his hot cheek, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled upward.

From that man, she got almost everything she dreamed of, security, care, ultimate joy, and money that ordinary people could earn in several years.

This is the thing she regrets least in her 25-year-old life.

******

Qiongdao is five thousand kilometers away from the northeast.

At this time, the Northeast is covered with ice and snow, but Qiongdao is full of red flowers, green willows, clear water and blue sky.

Wei Laohu sat shirtless alone in a luxuriously decorated office. In front of him were two pig paws, a bag of peanuts, and a bottle of white wine.

These are his New Year's Eve dinner.

Wei Laohu, who has been in Qiongdao for more than half a year, is now working as a driver and bodyguard for a private owner in Qiongkou.

This boss is from Hong Kong and is quite powerful. Wei Laohu can still have a drink of broth by following him.

In Qiongkou today, there is not a single building above seven floors in the entire city, and the roads are in tatters. They are not as developed as a small county in the northeast.

The boss went back to Hong Kong Island to celebrate the New Year, leaving Wei Laohu here to look after the housekeeper.

Wei Laohu took a sip of white wine, wiped the sweat from his body, and cursed, "Damn it, this is my first time to celebrate the Chinese New Year shirtless. I can't even see the snow. Can I still call it Chinese New Year?"

In the blink of an eye, the pig's claws and half a bottle of liquor were gone. Wei Laohu threw on a half-sleeved shirt and walked to the street with flip-flops.

Enjoying the warm breeze, Wei Laohu lit a cigarette. He squinted his eyes and looked through the floral skirts all over the street.

Two names dripping with blood came out of his heart, Pan Guolong, Brother Tie, just wait, I will definitely go back to find you.

In the past six months in Qiongdao, Wei Laohu has opened his eyes and learned a lot of deception skills from the Hong Kong Island boss.

When he returns to Gian, it will be the day of revenge.

******

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Zhiyuan was watching the Spring Festival Gala with his mother.

The sketch "A Day in the Life of a Heroic Mother" is being performed during this period.Ning Xiufen was teased by the old Mrs. Zhao on TV.

"Oh my god! This skit is too funny."

At this moment, the door opened, and brother-in-law Li Gang and sister Lin Jingran returned home in the cold.

The two of them had the reunion dinner at Li Gang's house, sat for a while and then came back. The place at brother-in-law's house was really too small, with too many people, and there was no place to sleep.

As soon as my sister and brother-in-law came back, the house immediately became lively.

Li Gang entered the house, took off his coat, and went to the kitchen to get a basin of hot water for his wife to soak her feet.

Lin Jingjing, who was pregnant with her belly, was soaking her feet, eating peanuts, melon seeds, apples and oranges, watching TV, and enjoying her brother's shoulder and neck massage. This treatment was not even comparable to that of the Queen.

"Sister, are you feeling good?"

"It has to be my brother. I know I feel sorry for his sister."

Soon, the song "Devotion of Love" came from the TV.

this is the calling of the heart

this is an offering of love

This is the spring breeze in the world

This is the source of life...

Ning Xiufen stared at the TV, "How come this female singer looks so dumb?"

Lin Zhiyuan replied: "Mom, I am from an ethnic minority."

"No wonder!"

After ten o'clock, Lin Ning'an couldn't keep her eyes open, so she went back to the house and fell asleep first. Pregnant women are generally sleepy.

The three of them insisted on watching the party until 11:30. Lin Zhiyuan and Li Gang took a whip and went downstairs to let it go.

Firecrackers crackled, and red paper crumbs flew all over the floor.

After twelve o'clock, Lin Dajun came back from working the middle shift. Ning Xiufen started cooking dumplings. Lin Jingping also woke up after a long sleep. The family of five finally sat together to drink and eat dumplings.

******

On February [-]th, the first day of the Lunar New Year, at eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhiyuan was sleeping soundly on the sofa when his mother woke him up.

"Get up quickly. Don't you know what time it is? You have to go to your uncle's house later!" Ning Xiufen slapped her son on the thigh with a loud voice.

Lin Zhiyuan jumped up suddenly and rushed into the kitchen to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Ning Xiufen heated up the leftovers and dumplings from last night, and the family took a bite.

Lin Zhiyuan followed his parents out the door.

Every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, they go to Lin Dajun's hometown, Tangmazhai, to pay New Year's greetings.In previous years, a family of five would go together. This year, because Lin Jingping was pregnant, Tangmazhai was far away and the road conditions were not good and very bumpy.Ning Xiufen was worried about her daughter's health, so she decided to let Li Gang and Lin Jingping rest at home for a day.

The three of them stood on the roadside for a long time before they hailed a taxi.There are already relatively few taxis in Gen'an, and since it's the Chinese New Year, everyone is reluctant to spend money, which has resulted in the current situation where it's hard to find a taxi.

The taxi took them to the passenger transport office in front of the station, and Lin Zhiyuan bought three long-distance bus tickets to Tangmazhai.

At nine o'clock, the long-distance coach set off slowly. After more than an hour, the coach arrived at Tangmazhai, Lin Dajun's hometown.

Lin Dajun's parents are no longer here, but now his eldest brother Lin Dashan and eldest sister Lin Daying still live here.

My brother and sister all make a living by farming, and they are all honest farmers.During the difficult times in the past few years, Lin Dajun, who worked in a factory, often helped his brothers and sisters. Therefore, although he is the third child in the family, he has the highest status in the family.

As soon as the three of them got off the long-distance bus, a young man wearing a thin green cotton-padded jacket suddenly jumped out from the roadside.

"Happy New Year to my uncle! Happy New Year to my aunt! Happy New Year to my brother Zhiyuan!" The young man's mouth was as sweet as honey, and he started to greet him as soon as they met.

Lin Dajun was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth when he saw this young man, "Xiaoshu, are you waiting for us here?"

"Yes, uncle, my mother asked me to pick you up here. Let's go quickly. It's too cold today." This guy's name is Dong Xiaoshu. He is the youngest son of Sister Lin Dajun. He has just turned eighteen after the Chinese New Year. He is usually very cold. He is quirky and very smart, but he just doesn't like studying.

He dropped out of junior high school before graduating and worked as a farmer with his father, Dong Chuanhai, for several years.

"Brother Zhiyuan, you came to my house two days ago, just as I was going out. I didn't see you. I heard from my mother that you are now a deputy director and an official..." Dong Xiaoshu walked affectionately with Lin Zhiyuan. together.

"Xiaoshu, aren't you cold in what you wear?" Lin Zhiyuan stared at his cousin's thin green cotton-padded jacket.

"No...cold!" Dong Xiaoshu's mouth was stiff, but there was obviously a tremor in his voice, which was cold.