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The days go by so fast, and it's New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhu stood bored outside the gate of his house, holding up a paste of Spring Festival couplets with both hands.

Lin Jin stood aside, also holding up a Spring Festival couplet.

In front of the two of them was a stool with a sticky horizontal batch upside down.

Lin Jin poked his head out from behind the long Spring Festival couplets, and shouted into the room: "Is it time yet?"

Qin Wenjun's voice came from inside the house, faintly impatient: "No! Just ask! You have asked a hundred and eighty times!"

Lin Zhu sighed shortly, lowered his head listlessly, and asked Lin Jin, "Dad, aren't you still a party member? Why do you still believe this?"

Lin Jin muttered: "You young people don't understand. When you reach my age, you will naturally believe in metaphysics. It has nothing to do with whether you believe in science or not."

Lin Zhu asked, "What does that have to do with it?"

Lin Jin said: "I can't tell. Family, love and friendship may have something to do with it. All in all, if you have people and things you care about, you will always be cautious and timid. You can't do this or that. You have to believe in metaphysics even though you know it.”

Lin Zhu let out a muffled "Oh".

My hands are sore.

At this moment, Qin Wenjun shouted from inside the house: "It's here! It's 10:24! Hurry up!"

Lin Jin and Lin Zhu immediately aligned the Spring Festival couplets in their hands at the top of the side edge of the door frame, and quickly pasted them on. The pictures were solid, and they moved smoothly down the Spring Festival couplets, pasting the entire couplet to the door.

Then Lin Jin, who pasted his Spring Festival couplet first, picked up the horizontal batch on the stool, stood on the stool, and pasted it directly above the door.

A set of movements is smooth and flowing, and it takes less than a minute to post a couplet, and the time is still at 1:10.

Lin Jin found a "good day and auspicious time" for the whole night to post the door link, and his hard work was not in vain.

After all this was done, Lin Jin could finally relax after being tense for 10 minutes. He slumped on the sofa in the living room and chattered about the New Year's Eve dinner with Qin Wenjun, who knew nothing about cooking.

Lin Zhu went into the room and took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the door with the door link pasted on it, and sent it to Duan Li who was far away across the ocean.

——Just the day before yesterday, Duan Li and his grandparents flew to Country M to celebrate the Spring Festival with his parents.

This entire semester, except for weekends and some public holidays when he would go back to his grandparents from time to time, Duan Li basically lived at Lin Zhu's house, and it has been more than four months.

I have long been used to having Duan Li at home, but I can't see him now, and I feel inexplicably empty.

The picture was sent, and Duan Li didn't reply until noon.

Lin Zhu wondered and calculated the time difference in his mind.

Now it's not bedtime in country M, why did Duan Li not reply to him for so long?

Previously in China, two hours without reply was too much.

Left and right can't think of an answer, so they can only think that the other party is busy.

After that, Lin Zhulu sent several messages to the other party one after another, but did not get a reply.

Weird!

Fortunately, in the afternoon, when Lin Zhu and Lin Jin Qin Wenjun were making dumplings together, they received a video call from Duan Li.

Lin Zhu hurriedly wiped it on the towel, and clicked to answer.

As soon as it was connected, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sorry, the phone is out of battery, and the charger is not with me."

It turned out to be the case.

Lin Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't think about why Duan Li didn't find a charger to charge it for such a long time from morning to afternoon.

Lin Zhu switched the camera, pointed at Lin Jin who was busy and Qin Wenjun who was paralyzed in the water, showed it, and said, "We are making dumplings."

Duan Li greeted Lin Jin and Qin Wenjun, praised Lin Jin's craftsmanship without changing his face, and also expressed his approval for the extremely ugly dumplings made by Qin Wenjun.

Lin Zhu hurriedly took his mobile phone away from the restaurant, fearing that Duan Li's smeared mouth would steal away his parents' love again.

On the screen of the mobile phone, Duan Li saw Lin Zhu came to the living room alone, his upright sitting posture immediately collapsed, and he collapsed lazily, resting his head on the head of the bed, staring at Lin Zhu intently.

Lin Zhu subconsciously felt that Duan Li seemed very tired.

Thinking of this, the words have already come out first: "Are you tired?"

Duan Li was startled, shook his head, thought for a while, and then nodded: "I'm jet lagged. I can't sleep now, so I'll chat with you."

Only then did Lin Zhu realize that it was already late at night in country M.

He wanted Duan Li to rest, but since the other party said he couldn't sleep, it didn't hurt to chat with him.

So it was like a cannonball: "How are you over there? Are you still used to it? Is the Chinese New Year atmosphere strong? When will you come back?"

Duan Li smiled lightly, and answered one by one seriously: "Except for not being able to see you... and uncles and aunts here, it's okay.

"Not very used to it.

"The Chinese New Year atmosphere is definitely not as strong as in China.

"It may be the seventh and eighth day when I go back."

Hearing the last sentence, Lin Zhu let out an "ah":

"I have to join the filming group in the fourth day of junior high school"

Duan Li said seriously: "I can visit the class for you."

Lin Zhu smiled: "Don't, you come to visit the class, if you are photographed again, the news that I was taken care of by you will probably come out this time."

Duan Li also smiled: "I live in your house, it should be because I was taken care of by you."

Lin Zhu said "huh": "You said this, I want to break the news."

The two chatted for a long time, and Duan Li asked Lin Zhu about his plans for tonight.

Lin Zhu tilted his head and said, "Tonight... have a New Year's Eve dinner at home first, and then go to grandpa's house for another meal."

With a smile in his eyes, Duan Li listened to Lin Zhu's narration.

Lin Zhu: "My father's cooking skills are inherited from my grandfather's. Although the two people have different cooking styles because of the tastes of my mother and my grandmother, there is no need to choose the taste. In the end, it is cheaper for me. I ate very full on New Year's Eve.

"After dinner, a little boy next door to my grandfather's house, named Xiaoguang, will come to me and take him to play with firecrackers."

Duan Li: "Firecrackers?"

Lin Zhu nodded: "Grandpa's house is in the old community. Don't care about that over there. You can just find an open space downstairs and put it casually. Just be careful."

Duan Li was worried and reminded him: "Be careful."

Lin Zhu said with a helpless smile, "I'm not a child, Duan Li! I'm the one who plays with children, okay?"

The two chatted for a while, and after hanging up, as Lin Zhu said, he and Lin Jin Qin Wenjun had a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner at home, and then drove to Lin Zhu's grandfather's house.

Grandpa's house is in an old residential area in City A. Lin Jin grew up here. It's strange that it hasn't been demolished for so many years.

Grandpa's house is on the seventh floor, and there is no elevator. There is only a narrow staircase where you have to turn sideways to avoid each other when you meet up and down.

Lin Jin and Qin Wenjun walked ahead, and Lin Zhu was last.

In the past six months, Lin Jin couldn't find a suitable time to come to his grandfather's house because of his inflexible working hours, so he let Lin Zhu, who had a more flexible schedule, come to his grandfather's house every time.

Therefore, Lin Zhu basically comes here once a week, but he usually only stays for about half an hour before leaving.

This is the first time in the past six months that Lin Zhu and Lin Jin Qin Wenjun have come to grandpa's house together.

Before, I was alone, and climbing the stairs didn't feel time-consuming. Today, with my parents, it takes longer than the previous few times.

Because Lin Jin and Qin Wenjun walked ahead, taking three steps, one panting, five steps and one stop, it took a long time.

Lin Zhu walked last, looking up at the back of Lin Jin who was walking in front of him.

The shoulders don't seem to be as broad as they used to be.

It looks a little stooped.

There seems to be a lot more gray hair than before.

As for Qin Wenjun, who was walking in front of Lin Jin, he couldn't see his back clearly, but listening to the sighs and complaints from time to time, he must have struggled to crawl.

The stairs are narrow and narrow, the walls are old and yellowed, and the iron stair handrails are rusty.

This community has existed since Lin Zhu was born. It is really very old.

Lin Zhu's nose was inexplicably sour.

My parents seem to have aged a lot without knowing it.

But I am very busy with work. In the past six months, there have been more and more announcements every day. Lin Jin and Qin Wenjun are also very busy at work. Although they live together, they may not see each other every week.

Lin Jin has a metaphysical saying that one should not cry on New Year's Eve.

Lin Zhu desperately swallowed back the tears.

After a long climb, I finally arrived in front of my grandfather's house.

Qin Wenjun knocked on the door, and the door opened. Lin Zhu was the last one, before entering the door, he was bumped by a small figure, it was Xiao Guang.

Grandpa was in good spirits and cheerfully said: "Xiao Guang hasn't seen you for a long time, he was waiting here half an hour ago, and kept asking 'When is Brother Lin Zhu coming'? If you don't show up, he doesn't know what else he will get into when!"

In the past six months, Lin Zhu didn't come at a certain time, and each time he left in about half an hour. It's true that I haven't seen Xiaoguang for a long time.

Lin Zhu stroked Xiaoguang's cropped head: "Your father forced you to cut your hair again?"

Cuntou Xiaoguang nodded, flattened his mouth: "I think it's a bit ugly."

Lin Zhu smiled: "Not ugly, not ugly, very handsome."

The handsome and inch-cut Xiaoguang received Lin Zhu's praise contentedly, and pulled him to sit at the dining table obediently.

Another hearty meal.

Every time Lin Zhu would regret it, he scolded himself in his heart for "not being greedy enough to swallow the elephant", while taking a bowl to pick up the secret duck meat that grandma had picked up.

Anyway, I can't eat fat.

Lin Xiaozhu, who is naturally beautiful, has eaten his fill with peace of mind.

After the second New Year's Eve dinner, Lin Zhu slumped on the wicker chair at his grandfather's house, moaning and moaning.

Xiaoguang walked around Linzhu back and forth, asking him to take him downstairs to set off firecrackers—his father wouldn't let him go downstairs to play alone.

Lin Zhu wanted to be paralyzed for a while, but Qin Wenjun scolded him, "Your stomach is paralyzed after eating like this", and he just went downstairs to digest.

Helpless, I can only put my phone on my pocket and go downstairs with Xiaoguang.

There are no street lights downstairs in the old community, only a big red lantern hung at the corridor entrance of each building, and the faint light from all directions barely illuminates the open space in front of the corridor.

Lin Zhu let Xiaoguang play in the open space, leaned against the door of the corridor, and said, "Brother, stand for a while to digest, and then play with you, okay?"

Xiaoguang nodded, took out the lighter and firecrackers, and had a great time.

Lin Zhu stood aside and watched with a smile on his face.

After playing for a while, Xiaoguang took out a firecracker that was twice the size of the previous ones, lit it, and saw a bunch of small fireworks flying up, very beautiful.

Lin Zhu gave a little "wow", took out his mobile phone, and planned to record a small WeChat video and send it to Duan Li.

Unexpectedly, it was only recorded for three or four seconds, and from the corner of the eye, Xiao Guang lit another firecracker, and the fire failed, and this brat boldly stepped forward to check.

Lin Zhu shouted: "Xiaoguang!"

I don't care about any small videos, I threw the phone away, and ran forward in big strides to pull Xiaoguang.

Still not in time.

The next second the firecracker suddenly exploded, Xiao Guang fell back and sat on the ground, was startled for three seconds, and burst into tears.

Lin Zhu rushed forward, squatted in front of Xiao Guang, and asked anxiously, "Where did you hurt?"

Xiaoguang just cried and didn't speak.

Lin Zhu was in a hurry, so he didn't have time to carry him upstairs, so he just brought him into the corridor, and by the light of the corridor, he comforted him and asked if he was injured.

Xiaoguang finally stopped crying, sobbing, before answering Lin Zhu's question, probably not hurt.

Lin Zhu stroked Xiaoguang's short hair, and said solemnly: "This is not allowed in the future, you can't just go up and look at the firecrackers, do you hear me?"

Xiaoguang sobbed in response.

At this time, there were panicked footsteps on the stairs, and Lin Jin and Qin Wenjun went downstairs panting, asking what happened in a panic.

Lin Zhu explained everything in detail, and said that luckily nothing serious happened.

Qin Wenjun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, frowned and scolded Xiao Guang and Lin Zhu, and said:

"Hurry up and call Xiaoli back! I sent someone a short video for no reason, and at the end he had to scream, which scared Xiaoli. He called in a panic. He couldn't speak well. He thought You were kidnapped... what did you do, you..."

Lin Zhu was stunned, and then remembered that he had thrown away his phone in a hurry just now, and probably accidentally clicked on send.