Look at that pair of school grass

Su An took a few fiery red Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters embellished with broken gold, and carefully aligned the four corners with the door frame, and wiped them with one palm to make a smooth paste, like a mobile phone film, without leaving a single air bubble.

After posting the couplets, and then pasting the upside-down blessing characters in the center of the door, Su An took two steps back to look at it for a while, clapped his hands and nodded: "Well, it's perfect. If it doesn't work in the future, let's put a film under the overpass to survive."

"Do you think it's easy to put on film?" Yang Lan in the room heard his disappointing words. Those who celebrate the New Year will be laughed at, and called him in a high voice, "Put up the Spring Festival couplets and put on the film for a long time... Okay, let's make dumplings." !"

"Here we come!" Su An responded and walked back to the room, washing his hands and going into battle.

To save trouble, I bought the dumpling wrappers ready-made, but the stuffing was made by Grandma Su An herself. Under the hands of Grandma, even Su An's least favorite celery stuffing is unstoppable.

No matter how old she is, Su An's favorite part of working before the New Year's Eve dinner is to wrap coins in dumplings.

In the small bowl on the table, a few one-dollar coins had been washed and laid in vain. Su An wiped her hands, picked up the dumpling skin skillfully, and scooped a large spoonful of filling on the skin with a spoon in the other hand.

"Try less." Yang Lan skillfully squeezed one by the side, each shape looked as if it was produced by a machine assembly line, "Don't break the skin."

"Got it." The dumpling in Su An's hand has thin skin and big stuffing. It is half the size of the one on the next plate, and it can make you fat in one bite.

In the afternoon of New Year's Eve, firecrackers sounded outside the window one after another, and the smell of burning gunpowder wafted in the air. It was a bit choking, but it was a familiar Chinese New Year smell.

The family was busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner at night. In the living room, a variety show from an unknown channel was playing, which was not interesting. The laughter in the show became the background sound of labor, and it was quite a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

"How many coins are included this year?" Su An said to himself with a smile, "One, two, three, four, five...five people, let's bag five."

"There are so many bags, be careful when you eat." Yang Lan brought the already full plate into the kitchen, "Do you remember that year when you almost swallowed coins? On New Year's Eve, the whole family almost sent you to the hospital. You almost scared your grandfather of having a heart attack."

"Oh, that's how many years ago!" Su An frowned in embarrassment.

Probably everyone is like this. The stupid things they did when they were young will become the topic of conversation every time they get together. Even after several decades have passed, the elders can still talk about it with relish.

Su An and her mother are making dumplings in the living room, while grandma and uncle are busy with other ingredients for dinner in the kitchen. As the head of the family, grandpa sits alone on the sofa and listens to TV music. Grandma will inevitably scold him: "I know how to watch TV all day long Don't come and help us work!"

Grandpa couldn't bear it, so he put on his clothes and shoes and went out to buy firecrackers.

After making the dumplings, Su An was rushed to rest on the sofa by her grandmother. The treatment was very different, and she happily played mobile games while waiting for dinner.

Before dinner, Su An received the first message of New Year's Eve blessing, which turned out to be from Shen Zhi.

——I am afraid that there will be too many blessings on the [-]th night, and you will not see my greetings. I am afraid that the firecrackers on the first day of junior high school will be too noisy, and you will not hear my blessings. I am afraid... I will give you and your family a blessing in advance In the early years, Gong Xi Fa Cai and a happy family!

Su An: "..."

It was sent in groups, or copied casually on the Internet, which is really distracting.

It's not good to swear during the Chinese New Year, Su An thought for a while and wanted to reply:

——Da Sha Zhi, Happy Chinese New Year.

Shen Zhi was probably overwhelmed by the news, and it took a while before he replied:

——Brother An, why are you like this, I send you blessings, why are you swearing?

"That's a pet name, idiot." Su An sent a voice message.

In winter, the sun goes down early, and it’s only 05:30 outside the window. It’s already dark and there’s only a little light left. Thousands of lights dot the city in Dali. As the sky gets dark, fireworks rise in every corner of the city, and a flower blooms from time to time, illuminating half of the area. night sky.

Su An smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen, and couldn't help but grunt twice, and the dishes that were cooked out of the pot were quickly brought to the table one after another.

"When will dinner be served?" Su An asked anxiously after grabbing a handful of melon seeds and eating them on his stomach.

"As usual, it's [-]:[-]." Grandpa, who came back from buying firecrackers, sat next to him and said, "Six and six are auspicious, auspicious."

All right, wash the dishes after eating, just in time for the Spring Festival Gala.

From Shen Zhi's first blessing message, Su An's chat interface was overwhelmed by all kinds of exhortation messages. The large group and each small group in the class were very lively. Usually, it was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. Now the red envelopes are flying all over the sky. , Grabbed softly.

Su An snatched a lot of red envelopes with the speed of the game for many years, and also relayed one. The system showed that it was snatched in a second, just like everyone was guarding the point with their mobile phones, frantic.

At six o'clock, a phone call interrupted Su An's battle to grab red envelopes. Su An just saw a big red envelope being thrown into the group, and made a "tsk" sound impatiently and wanted to hang up the phone, but grinned again when he saw the name of the caller ID mouthed.

"Hey, Xuanxuan!" He shouted happily, "Let me tell you, I just snatched a lot of red envelopes! Hey, why didn't you snatch them?"

"I was on my way just now." Qi Wenxuan's background voice over there was a bit noisy, and Su An remembered that every year in their family, a large family of relatives went to the restaurant for dinner, and it should have just started at this point.

"Oh...then I'll give you half?" Su An said without thinking.

Qi Wenxuan over there became happy: "No, you can play by yourself. Is your dinner going to be served soon?"

"Almost, grandpa will start on time at 5:[-], there are still [-] minutes." Su An looked at the dinner table that had been set, and couldn't help licking her lips, "This year, grandma's dishes are still so attractive, Brother Xuan, I really want you to have a taste of my grandmother's craft."

Qi Wenxuan was silent for two seconds, then chuckled: "Okay, when will I go visit grandma with you."

The two chatted briefly for a while, Su An was urged to go to the table, and then said to Qi Wenxuan, "I'm done, brother Xuan, happy new year."

After finishing speaking, I felt that this blessing was just said in the Gregorian New Year not long ago, so I laughed first.

"Happy New Year, I hope Su Xiaoan will study hard this year and improve every day." Qi Wenxuan said, "Go and eat, and say hello to Aunt Lan and grandparents for me."

As soon as the call was cut off, Su An dropped the phone and jumped to the table impatiently.

The whole family stared at the grandfather, and the grandfather stared at the watch, pinching the points to toast, Su An immediately followed: "Cheers~ Happy New Year, Grandpa and Grandma! Happy New Year, Mom and Uncle~~"

The walls of the cups collided with each other crisply and loudly, and the whole family toasted joyfully. The sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside the house was endless, and laughter and laughter continued in the house. The whole table was full of people who cooked a big meal all afternoon, and soon it became the edge of the cups and plates. wreckage.

"It's delicious!" Su An was full of praise, "Grandma, your craftsmanship is getting better and better. I'll live here if I don't leave this year!"

Grandma's wrinkles turned into flowers, and uncle pretended to be dissatisfied: "I made that pork knuckle you just ate!"

"Wow, really?" Su An spat out the bones in her mouth, exaggeratedly exclaiming, "I said, why is it so delicious!"

The whole family laughed, and Yang Lan pointed at his forehead with her index finger and said with a smile: "Slick tongue, forget about being poor."

Grandma immediately poohed: "Those who celebrate Chinese New Year, don't say that word!"

Yang Lan immediately toasted: "Bah, bah, I'll punish myself!"

In the middle of the meal, grandma returned to the kitchen and brought out several plates of rolling white dumplings, all of them were as plump as ingots, and which ones were made by Su An could be seen at a glance, and the skins from his hands were stretched enough to see the inside What kind of stuffing, no cracking is also a door technology.

"Isn't the area where there are coins too small?" Uncle smiled and picked up a round dumpling from Su An, "It must be in these big fat people."

Yang Geng said, afraid of chipping his teeth, he bit down carefully, but the first one didn't.

"Hmph." Su An shook her head mysteriously, "Not only that, who said that I only put it in the dumplings I made myself, I also put coins in my mother's bag."

After finishing speaking, he also picked up a stuffed vegetable that he had wrapped himself, bit it down, covered his cheeks with an "ouch", and spat out the coins with a look of surprise on his face.

"I, I didn't mark it." Su An first expressed his innocence, but he didn't expect to be the first to get paid, and his side teeth almost collapsed just now.

Grandma laughed: "Our An An will have good luck next year~"

Good things cannot be enjoyed by oneself alone, Su An hurriedly told everyone to eat quickly: "There are four more, you eat quickly, strive for common prosperity, and the whole family is tidy!"

In the end, Su An ate two, Yang Lan ate one, and grandma ate one, and the remaining one ate all the dumplings and disappeared. They were worried that someone would swallow them unknowingly, until the uncle came from Fish out a coin scattered outside the dumpling pot.

"I told you not to pack so much stuffing, have you seen through it?" Yang Lan blamed Su An.

"I cut down the dose later, this must be the first stuffed." Su An pouted and looked up at the sky.

The grandfather who didn't cook was arranged to wash the dishes. Su An ran to help, humming a song and slowly washing the dishes under the eyes of the grandfather who was distressed by the water and dish soap. Su An had already heard the sound of the Spring Festival Gala starting in the living room.

In recent years, the Spring Festival Gala has been complained about becoming more and more boring, but if you don’t watch the Spring Festival Gala, it’s as if you haven’t celebrated the New Year. It has become a Spring Festival tradition for most families. taste.

When Su An couldn't smile at the second sketch, the phone next to her suddenly buzzed and vibrated. There was an incoming call, and unexpectedly it was an unfamiliar private number.

There should be no sales calls at this time, Su An hesitated for a while, and answered in doubt: "Hello?"

There was no sound over there, Su An said "Hello" again, but there was still silence.

what?Harassing phone calls?Wrong type?Phone is broken?

Su An was about to hang up inexplicably, when he suddenly coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and a male voice asked, "An An...is that right?"

Su An's finger that was about to touch the hang up button stopped suddenly.

He couldn't be more familiar with this voice before, Su An's expression changed immediately, and his mood suddenly fell from the clouds to the ground.

The other side did not speak again after asking, as if waiting nervously for his answer, Su An opened his mouth and said in a cold voice, "No, it was a wrong call."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone decisively, blocked the number just now, and looked at the TV with a sullen face.

"What's wrong?" Yang Lan noticed his abnormality and asked, "Whose call?"

"It's nothing." Su An raised the corners of her lips, "The sales office sold it, let me buy a house, don't you think it's fun?"

Su An didn't want to tell her mother that that person actually called him on New Year's Eve every few years, with ulterior motives.

That person is not worthy of ruining their New Year's mood.