Ming Yu

A New Year's Eve dinner was very warm and harmonious, and bursts of laughter came from the table from time to time.

After the meal, Lord Demon King rubbed his slightly swollen belly, burped in satisfaction, raised his eyebrows, and sighed: "I think back then, I couldn't eat anything. Xiao Feifei said that noodles are easy to digest, so I bought flour and slurped them in." The kitchen made noodles. At that time, he didn’t touch Yangchun water with his ten fingers, so he didn’t know how to knead noodles and roll the skin. White flour was flying all over the room. As soon as I entered the door, I sneezed again and again, and he hugged me out with a dark face. Don't let me go any closer to the stove."

"He is a person who cares about face, and refuses to show weakness in front of others. At that time, I didn't know that he was pregnant with Su'er, and he couldn't even smell the smell of oily smoke. In order to let me eat a few more mouthfuls, he was alone Every day in the kitchen, I cook food in different ways, and then I eat more and more fat, but he loses weight day by day... But if he is willing to forgive me and come back to me, I will definitely not let him wrong me. He washes his hands for soup."

"Okay, father, they are going to light firecrackers in a while, let me help you sit on the porch, don't get too close." Hua Niansu helped Jun Wulei to sit on the bench in front of the main room, holding the He tested the temperature of his hand, and said: "Father, you wait here, don't run around. It's cold at night, my child will go back to the house to get you a cloak."

After arranging Jun Wulei, Hua Niansu turned and entered the room, the corners of her eyes were wet with tears...

On the [-]th night of the twelfth lunar month, every house is brightly illuminated at night, and the whole family stays up to watch the new year, and they are full of joy.In the streets and alleys, the sound of firecrackers is deafening.

Ziyang followed Yuan Chengfeng to the courtyard gate to light bamboo cannons. He was surprised to find that the bamboo cannons played by the children in the town were sawn into bamboo tubes, keeping the knots at both ends, and throwing the bamboo tubes into the brazier Here, when the bamboo tube is heated, the air sealed in the bamboo tube will expand, so with a "pop", the bamboo tube bursts like a firecracker.

One big and one small had a lot of fun. The children's childhood was always simple and happy, and they lived carefree.

Hua Niansu returned to Jun Wulei's side, unfolded a folded thick mink fur cape, put it on him, tied the ribbon for him, and sat side by side with him under the eaves.

"Father, do you feel warm?" Hua Niansu turned her head to look at him, the corners of Hua Niansu's eyes were still red.

Jun Wulei murmured vaguely, but his thoughts flew out early, and he stared enthusiastically at the outside of the courtyard.

"Father, you can't play with firecrackers. There's no need to say more. I'm worried. I just watch them with you." He told the two happy little monkeys outside the door, "Yang'er, Chengfeng, don't play too crazy, pay attention to safety."

Jun Wulei flattened his mouth in dissatisfaction, with resentment on his face, but Xiao Fenghuang was usually soft-hearted and easy to talk to, but he was always very cautious when it came to his safety, and he refused to back down at all, knowing that it would be impossible to play tricks, so he had to be bored at a 45-degree angle Looking up at the sky, No.20 sighed eight times.

Seeing that the man looked like a child who couldn't get sweets, and wrote 'I'm having trouble with you' on his face, Hua Niansu smiled unconsciously, took out a wooden box and handed it to him, coaxing with a smile: "Father! Wang, don't be angry, this is a gift for you."

Jun Wulei didn't look at him angrily, but couldn't help but glanced lightly at the things in his hands from the corner of his eyes.It was a small wooden box with ordinary workmanship, but it was not unusual, so I raised my eyebrows: "What is this? You took it so carefully?"

Hua Niansu seemed to be remembering something, and looked at him with gentler eyes, but his expression seemed sad: "Open it and have a look, you will like it."

Jun Wulei took the wooden box in doubt, opened the lid, and there was a small sachet lying quietly inside, took it out and looked at the light, only to see that the stitches on the sachet were messed up, and the embroiderer could be seen Often in the wrong place.

A phoenix with golden feathers was crookedly embroidered on the silk cloth, perched in a peach blossom bush, its golden wings glistened in the moonlight, and there were faint dark brown marks on its tail feathers.Turned over, the back of the sachet was embroidered with a small word 'tear'.

The man picked up the sachet, touched it left and right, let out a soft 'huh', untied the silk thread tied on the sachet, opened it, and saw a lock of white hair tied with a red string inside. There was silence.

Hua Niansu looked at the white hair in his palm, and remembered what Song's mother said when she handed the wooden box to her before dinner, as if she saw that calm and indifferent man like water again in a flash...

After the injury, the man couldn't bear the strain on his waist, and he didn't dare to remove the splint binding his waist. After sitting for a long time, he still felt excruciating pain.He moved his body slightly, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and continued to embroider the sachet in his hand, fumbling with his thin and veiny hands again and again, moving the needle clumsily.

The needle was sharp and would always prick his fingers, but he didn't seem to notice it, blood dripped down the needle and landed on the sachet, staining the phoenix's tail with a few drops of crimson red.

He couldn't see, he was always belatedly aware, reached out to touch it, and had to find a cloth to wipe it in a hurry, and accidentally knocked over the dustpan full of embroidery threads, and the colorful thread balls fell to the ground and rolled into a ball. After a lot of fumbling and picking, I was so tired that my face was blue and out of breath, my hands were shaking violently, and I inserted the needle in the wrong place several times.

Song Ma stood outside the window and looked in, sighed and shook her head.

This year, winter came very early. It was only the beginning of October when there was heavy snow. The man was extremely afraid of the cold. Song's mother lit a few pots of prosperous charcoal fires in the house early.The cold wind is howling outside, and the warmth inside is harmonious. A pot of medicine is simmering on the small stove near the window, and the fragrance of medicine fills the room.

Song's mother fetched things according to the man's instructions, gently helped him up from the couch, and hurriedly added a cotton coat for him.

The man was so sick that he couldn't even sit still, so he leaned crookedly on the soft pillow. Under the dim and flickering candlelight, his eyes were still picturesque, but his vitality was gone, his cheeks were pale and thin, and his shoulder blades were even more emaciated. Bloated winter clothes can't cover up a broken bone.He raised his hand with great effort, wanting to hold something, but didn't know the direction, Song's mother hurriedly handed the scissors and string to his hand.

Gently nodded at her, the man stood up tremblingly, grabbed his white hair hanging on his shoulders, cut off a strand at random, tied it tightly with a red string, and put it in the embroidered In the sachet, I touched it lightly with my hands repeatedly, lost my mind for a while, and slowly pulled a very shallow but soft smile on my lips.At that moment, his face, which had been tortured to the point of gray, unexpectedly glowed with a bright brilliance.

A phoenix with golden feathers was embroidered on the sachet, perched in a peach blossom bush. The embroidery work was very poor. The man embroidered slowly and exhausted his mind. It took two and a half years to complete it...

At this time, the sound of firecrackers in the streets and alleys was deafening.

At midnight, people bid farewell to the old year and ushered in a new year with the sound of crackling firecrackers.I pray that the coming year will be smooth and rainy, that the grain will be plentiful, that every household will be safe and sound, and that the longevity will last forever.

"Father, why are you crying?" Hua Niansu gently frowned, reached out to caress his cheek, and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"Little Phoenix, it's so strange, I feel uncomfortable here." Jun Wulei looked at him helplessly, pointed at his chest, and blinked blankly, "It feels like water is running out of my eyes..."

Hua Niansu's eyes were a bit complicated, with a trace of compassion: "Father, it's okay, these are tears. People cry when they are sad, so don't be afraid."

The man took the young man's hand and looked at it, his fingertips were still stained with crystal tears, his pair of phoenix eyes were full of doubts, he thought about it and accepted his statement, and ignored the strange liquid constantly gushing out of his eyes.

"Father, let me tie the sachet for you." Hua Niansu got up and squatted in front of him, carefully hanging the sachet containing the strand of white hair on his waist.He lowered his head, resting his chin on the man's knee, rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand, and did not forget to ask: "Usually wear it on your body and don't take it off, so as not to lose it."

Time has long obliterated the appearance of the lover in the memory, but the deep affection is buried in the man's heart and has never changed.Even though he is now ignorant of the world, has lost his memory, even lost himself, and is separated from the world ten feet away from the world of mortals, his body and mind are like illusions, and he can't tell the truth, he can still feel the breath of his lover, the longing that can never be expressed, silently shed tears...

"Brother, uncle, come and watch the fireworks, set off the fireworks immediately!" Yuan Chengfeng's loud voice came from outside the door.

With the sound of "cracking", a string of fireworks rushed into the sky with red sparks, exploding colorful sparks in the dark night sky, and sprinkled the earth with full flames, reflecting the earth with brilliance Dazzling and radiant.

Jun Wulei stood up, couldn't help but took a few steps forward, stood in the middle of the courtyard and stared up at the sky, bright fireworks were reflected in his eyes.

"Little Phoenix..." He subconsciously turned around to look for someone, with a trace of anxiety and uneasiness in his expression.

Hua Niansu walked up to him, stood side by side with him, held his broad hand, and stared at him with eyes as clear as Wang Yequan: "Father, I am right here. I promised Dad that I would always be by my side." your."

Jun Wulei heard half-knowledge, ignorant, only knew that he said he would accompany her, so he forgot all his troubles, stretched his neck excitedly and stared at the rising fireworks, smiled brilliantly, innocently like a child.

The wind passes through the dusty fragrance, who touches the heartstrings;

Fleeing year's frightening dream, whose affection is brilliant.