"Mom, is this Spring Festival? It's different from our family!" My son is now like he hasn't been weaned yet, and he is always attached to Zhang Chuntao.

If Zhang Chuntao feels bored, then naturally there is no such thing.

I just felt a little guilty. During the Spring Festival, the whole family symbolically went to a Chinese restaurant and ordered a table of dishes.

Never prepared so much like this year.

When Huang Ying heard what his good grandson said, she immediately hugged the child in her arms with distress and said gently: "Baby, how did you spend the Spring Festival in the past? Tell me about it!"

The boy immediately hugged Huang Ying's neck and said slowly: "Just pass by it casually. Our dumplings are all bought in the supermarket, and my mother never can't wrap them."

Huang Ying shook her head, then quickly wrapped a dumpling and placed it in front of her grandson: "Your mother, she didn't have these. In this way, when you go back this time, I will make more dumplings and you will take them back."

Before the child could agree, Zhang Chuntao immediately said, "Mom, don't do this. When we fly back, how can we bring so much luggage?"

Huang Ying pursed her lips: "Don't the child like that? You, a mother, can't satisfy the child."

Zhang Chuntao bit his lip lightly and said carelessly: "Mom, I may not be able to meet so many needs of him. But didn't you treat me like this back then? Didn't I live well?"

Huang Ying was indeed silent. She was indeed sorry for Zhang Chuntao when it came to her daughter's growth.

The night before New Year's Eve, Zhang Chuntao met Xiaohua and Shouhouer.

Xiaohua is much fatter than before. If she hadn't introduced herself, Zhang Chuntao wouldn't even recognize her.

"Taozi, you really didn't change much from that time!" When they stood together, they didn't look like their peers anymore.

Xiaohua sighed: "Sure enough, Taozi, you have taken good care of it, your husband is good, everything goes well, and you are young. As for me, I can't do anything. I'm almost forty years old and I'm still working in the factory!"

At this time, a man with a burly and honest appearance took a step forward and he was a thin monkey, which was very different from his image back then.

"We finally met and said something happy." Shouhouer scratched his head. Seeing the goddess back then, the love in his heart must have dissipated long ago. However, he was still very happy to see that Zhang Chuntao was doing well. "I am working in the Public Security Bureau now."

"That's good!" Zhang Chuntao originally thought that he and Xiaohua would be the same as before, and would talk about everything after meeting him.

But she found that this was not the case at all. When she stood in front of Xiaohua like this, she couldn't even find the topic of awkward chat.

To be honest, it is because they are no longer from the same world.

"You haven't opened a barber shop?" Zhang Chuntao finally found a topic to get started.

"It hasn't opened for a long time," Xiaohua's eyebrows and eyes felt a little melancholy: "You don't know yet. My street was later demolished due to the renovation of the old city. I was a nail household for half a year at that time!"

She suddenly became excited, put her hands on her hips, and performed how she was so fierce that she was to Zhang Chuntao.

But Zhang Chuntao said, "But isn't this a mess?"

She said it and realized that she had said the wrong thing.

A hint of blush flashed across Xiaohua's face, and she shook her head again, and said indifferently: "Taozi, you are right, you are just messing around. But I have no choice but to make more money."

There was nothing to say for a moment, the three of them looked at each other and hurriedly ended the gathering.

When Zhang Chuntao saw them leaving, he stepped on the ground and left a snow pit.

She thought that some people in this life will never meet again.

However, her depression did not last long, and she was soon distracted by the sound of firecrackers during the Spring Festival.

Although many big cities have long banned fireworks and firecrackers, the control of small cities like Banxia is not that strict.

She walked in the thick snow,

Seeing the children wearing winter clothes setting off firecrackers, and were so happy that they chased each other, she also laughed.

Only during the Chinese New Year will there be more people in small cities.

On New Year's Eve, Zhang Chuntao looked at the food that was almost piled up on the dining table and couldn't help but ask:

"Mom, who can finish cooking so many dishes?"

"Oh, eat more!" Huang Ying ran around the living room with her grandson on her back: "And my eldest grandson, I must be fat and fat!"

"I'll leave in two days. Who can eat so many leftovers?" Zhang Chuntao felt it wasted, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"I eat it, your mother, I love to eat leftovers. Don't tell me anything that causes cancer. I've eaten it like this in my life!"

At this moment, Huang Ying's cell phone rang. She rushed over and looked at it, and said excitedly: "Is it your brother's phone number! Or a video phone number!"

Zhang Chuntao subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but unexpectedly Huang Ying had already pulled her over.

When she saw the strange face opposite the screen, the other party was also surprised.uuReading books www.uukanshu.com

"Yang Xing, this is your sister, why are you doing while standing there!"

Zhang Chuntao unexpectedly discovered that neither she nor Yang Xing had any resentment towards each other.

Those holidays when I was a child were actually taken away with time.

"Sister, it's a good New Year!" Yang Xing could see that he was doing well, so he picked up a little girl: "Call Auntie! This is my daughter!"

After Zhang Chuntao sighed, he also picked up his son.

At that moment, she really felt like they were a family.

After hanging up the phone, Huang Ying still looked at it with her cell phone for a long time.

The longing for a transverse ocean cannot be solved by a phone call.

"If you think of him so much, why don't you just move to the United States?" Zhang Chuntao asked in confusion.

"I'm used to it." Huang Ying smiled: "And your Uncle Yang, he is still here. How could I leave him alone?"

"My dad is so pitiful." Zhang Chuntao pursed his lips. He forced his sacrifice.

"Your dad and I really can't live a life. We are both worthy of each other." Huang Ying looked at the frozen lake outside the window: "People, the leaves are back to their roots, and I am here too."

Zhang Chuntao didn't say anything, and a burst of laughter came from her ear. It turned out that her son was amused to laugh when he watched the Spring Festival Gala sketch.

On the third day of the junior high school, Zhang Chuntao returned to China with his son and left Banxia. The Great Owl

When the mother and son fell asleep on the plane, the camera gave Huang Ying, who was thousands of miles away.

She stood on the frozen lake outside the window, with snow behind her, dancing alone.

The scene made countless viewers cry and hit their hearts.

At this time, the interlude sung by Tang H rang out again.
Chapter completed!