Han Shu has always known that he is the best at pleasing people in words. He wants Fei Ming to be a little happier, but he racked his brains and didn't know where he lost his usual clever tongue. Only then did he feel the powerlessness of speaking in the face of the fate of birth, old age, sickness and death.

Ju Nian was still in the kitchen to deal with the aftermath, and the dishes were already on the table. Han Shu and Fei Ming couldn't wait to sit around the table. Although this should be the most important meal in the year and Ju Nian had more thought than usual, in Han Shu's opinion, their "feast" was really simple. A pot of old chicken soup, a side stove, and a steamed fish.

Fei Ming looked at this simple table of dishes, but his eyes were shining. She quietly said to Han Shu: "My aunt's best food is steamed fish."

Fei Ming's spirit seems much better than when he was in the hospital. Although he is still sick in his behavior and expression, he is at least no longer bedridden.

Han Shu didn't eat for almost the whole day, her stomach was empty and she was already so hungry. Ju Nian didn't get into the table for a long time, and the hot aroma of the dishes was a torment for him. When he heard the "empty city plan" vaguely sounding in his stomach, he had to temporarily forget his uninvited identity as a "guest", just like stealing the dishes made by his mother before the meal at home, secretly picked up a chopstick and put them in his mouth, and continued Fei Ming's words with shameless words: "I'll try her best dish first."

Fei Ming blinked his eyes and looked at Han Shu and asked seriously: "How is it?"

To be honest, Ju Nian's cooking skills are really careless. If you want to change it to your usual routine, Han Shu's picky taste is worth at most 60. Take this steamed fish as an example. After the heat is over, the taste is slightly lighter. However, considering Han Shu's current hunger and human relationships, he nodded generously.

Seeing him like this, Fei Ming couldn't help but poke out his chopsticks and said while eating: "I originally thought I didn't have to eat the dishes made by my aunt today. Uncle Tang said he invited us to celebrate the New Year with him, but unfortunately he didn't come."

Han Shu couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable when she heard Fei Ming talking about Tang Ye in the same intimate tone. Her mind turned around, but she cunningly tried to slander her words from the child and asked, "Have your aunt talked to you about Uncle Tang Ye?"

Fei Ming picked the fish bones and then remembered to nod, "I've talked many times."

"What are you talking about?" Han Shu quickly followed up.

"Talk about the storybooks that Uncle Tang gave me and the stories that he told me."

"That's how it is." Han Shu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and laughed at herself secretly. What does the child know?

At this time, Fei Ming looked at Han Shu and said mysteriously: "Once, my aunt asked me if it was possible, would I want to live with Uncle Tang." She seemed to be afraid that Han Shu would not understand, so she used the voices that only the two could hear, and added weirdly, "I guess my aunt asked me if it was possible, whether she would marry Uncle Tang."

Han Shu was stunned, turned his head and asked sneakily: "How did you answer?"

Fei Ming pretended to be a mature person, "I told my aunt that it would be fine if she was with Uncle Tang Ye. Then when I recovered from my illness and grew up, I will marry Uncle Han Shu."

Han Shu slowly straightened up and looked at Fei Ming's expression of "Look, I've been standing by your side" and couldn't say anything. He mechanically grabbed a piece of fish into his mouth, almost getting stuck by the fish bones.

"Uncle Han Shu, are you okay?"

Han Shu smiled bitterly, "Grandma, you can really help me."

While whispering, Ju Nian's footsteps were approaching, calling out the big and small words here: "Prepare to have a meal, Fei Ming, where did you take your aunt's plate of fish?"

Fei Ming immediately opened his mouth, and after a few seconds of silence, he said to Han Shu in a panic: "It's so miserable. I forgot about talking just now. Every New Year's Eve, my aunt has to worship the gods with chickens and fish, and she can only eat after worshiping."

She and Han Shu looked at the bass in the middle of the table at the same time. As they had eaten and chatted, half of the fish's belly was in their stomachs.

Fei Ming quickly put down his chopsticks, subconsciously stuck out his tongue, and dared not say anything.

Han Shu was also scared for a moment and muttered blankly: "Why are you still so superstitious?"

Before they could come up with a solution, Ju Nian had already walked to the table, looked at the broken fish with tongue, and then the two guys who were silently bowing their heads.

"I only ate a little bit." Fei Ming was afraid that his aunt would be angry, so he quickly admitted and expressed his attitude. His implication was that he had easily sold Han Shu, who was still an ally just now.

Han Shu scratched her head awkwardly, "I don't know what to do if there is this procedure...what do you tell the gods that I won't eat fish this year?"

Fei Ming couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Ju Nian turned the big and small eyes blankly in anger, stretched out her hand and took the chopsticks without saying a word, turning the fish over, facing upwards, and then took the fish to the table that had already been placed on the side of the patio without changing its face, and worshipped devoutly.

When she brought the chicken and fish back to the table, Han Shu and Feiming, who were supposed to be guilty, were still laughing.

Han Shu said: "Which god did you worship? Isn't this a naked deception to the gods?"

Ju Nian sat next to Fei Ming. Han Shu realized that the corners of her lips were also raised. She finally couldn't help laughing and defended herself: "A sincere heart will make you feel."

"Let's have dinner." Ju Nian put a bowl of soup for Fei Ming. Seeing Han Shu sitting there honestly, she hesitated for a while, and also put a bowl for him, whispering, "I didn't expect you to come. I'm a little sloppy, you'll just eat it."

Han Shu quickly reached out to take it, feeling flattered, and took a few sips happily. Taking advantage of this incredible momentum, he picked up the best piece of fish and sent it to the Orange New Year bowl with great enthusiasm.

He was a little nervous at first, afraid that his face would be pressed against his cold butt again, Fei Ming's eyes also appeared in a parabola, following the trajectory of chopsticks, carefully observing Ju Nian's reaction.

Ju Nian was eating intently without even raising her head. She silencedly ate the fish in the bowl. After a while, she raised her head and smiled embarrassedly, "The fish is steamed too old."

Han Shu also laughed immediately, Fei Ming laughed, no one was willing to think deeply about what was worth happy about a fish that was too old.

The sky gradually darkened, the old fluorescent lights in the room flashed from time to time, and the sound of firecrackers was still exploding from afar. Strangely, the noise that should have been noisy at such moments makes people feel inexplicably peaceful. Many things were quietly smoothed in this peace, like the wind smoothing the wounds on the rocks, like the waves smoothing the footprints on the beach.

The reason why New Year's Eve is precious is nothing more than a reunion. Han Shu quietly enjoyed the most "sloppy" New Year's Eve dinner in his nearly thirty years of life. The night finally came. He never liked the night in the past. All the joy and joy brought by calling friends and carnivals were just like a gust of wind. After a brief filling, it disappeared without a trace, leaving only an empty gap and an echo that made him panic. Now, a heart is inexplicably filled with this quiet night. He thought of "perfection" for the first time.

After dinner, Han Shu volunteered to go to the kitchen to wash dishes. Ju Nian was not polite to him, and the two of them cleaned up faster. After everything was done, Fei Ming refused to go to bed and rest obediently, leaning obediently on a bamboo chair facing the yard door. Fortunately, he was covered with a thick blanket prepared by Ju Nian for her.

Ju Nian was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she walked over to touch her forehead, but found that the rain outside the yard had stopped at some point. Only dripping water droplets fell under the old eaves, silently sank into the dead leaves in the night. There was a moist smell of water vapor, rotten leaves, soil and firecrackers in the air. Han Shu walked to the side of the aunt and nephew who were sitting upright and took a deep breath of the unique atmosphere of this winter night when families were reunited, and the drizzle in the cold courtyard was about to stop.

Fei Ming turned his head and looked at Han Shu, and said with a sudden thought: "Uncle Han Shu, I really want to play another badminton game with you."

Han Shu originally wanted to say, "Okay, there is a ready-made racket in my car." However, the words had already reached his mouth, and he felt Ju Nian's silence and Fei Ming's childish face. He almost forgot that with Fei Ming's current physical condition, a dinner was enough to make her seriously overdraw her physical strength, let alone intense physical exercise. Perhaps even Fei Ming herself knew it better, so for such a simple request, she only said "I want" and could not say "I want". Because she knew she could not do it.

Han Shu desperately recalled that at the age of eleven or twelve, what was she doing at this age? Not only him, but all innocent children should naturally enjoy the flourishing and free spirit, rather than the enlightened, poor children. Maybe she just didn't want to watch herself spend this night weak and powerlessly, that's all, but it was unavailable.

Han Shu has always known that he is the best at pleasing people in words. He wants Fei Ming to be a little happier, but he racked his brains and didn't know where he lost his usual clever tongue. Only then did he feel the powerlessness of speaking in the face of the fate of birth, old age, sickness and death. Just then, a bicycle parked under the eaves of Ju Nian jumped into his sight. Han Shu couldn't help but lit up his eyes and said to Fei Ming with great enthusiasm: "Why do we come and ride a bicycle?"

Fei Ming showed a little excitement on his face, and nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, "Okay, okay, I can't ride it yet. My aunt said she would wait until I went to junior high school before she could let me ride a bicycle to school."

Han Shu walked towards the bicycle with a smile and comforted him: "It will not be difficult for me to teach you in the future. But today you are sitting obediently behind you, and Uncle Han Shu will take you around."

While he was speaking, he had already pushed the car into the yard and tried the pedals, but found that there were strange "clang" sounds everywhere in the car. He couldn't help but look down and checked. It turned out that the age was unknown. The bicycle suspected to be antiques had even broken the chain, and the rear wheel was shrunk and exposed the steel ring. Han Shu was stunned, "Xie Juinian, what kind of broken car are you?"

Ju Nian then walked over slowly, circled around the car, and then spread her hands innocently and said, "I didn't say this is a good car. It's been idle here for a long time, no one has ridden it."

Han Shu didn't give up and continued to fiddle for a while, and finally admitted that he was unable to turn things around, not to mention that there was no repair tool in front of him, even if he wanted to barely support it for a while, it was unlikely that he would be poured on a basin of cold water on his head. The more he looked at the broken car, the more he became angry, and he muttered, "It should have been thrown away this broken copper and iron long ago. Is it worth it to keep it?"

Ju Nian said embarrassedly: "Can't you still sell it to spend your old age?"

She avoided Han Shu's angry look, turned her head but saw Fei Ming's face that had been silent.

Ju Nian thought about it, then cheered up again, and said to Fei Ming with a smile: "I really want to ride a bicycle, right? It's not impossible." She turned her head slightly and hooked at Fei Ming in the yard, "Come here, aunt is here to ride you." The broken car was still lying at her feet. Fei Ming looked inexplicably and confused, but he couldn't stand his aunt's repeated invitations.

"Come here, silly boy, put on your blanket, come here quickly."

Fei Ming slowly walked to his aunt with a blanket half-doubtedly. Han Shu opened her eyes wide, not knowing what trick she played.

I saw Ju Nian holding Fei Ming's shoulder with both hands, hugging her behind her and standing, then facing her back to Fei Ming, and then stretching out her hands, as if holding something that did not exist, "Sit down, Fei Ming, the car is about to move!"

After she said that, she walked forward slowly with her feet, and Fei Ming followed her foolishly. Han Shu was stunned for a while and understood that this guy was carrying Fei Ming in circles in the same place with her imaginary bicycle.

At this time, Fei Ming also reacted. In an accident, he covered his mouth and laughed secretly, but he seemed to feel something interesting. In the sound of Ju Nian's decent "Turn the corner, don't fall...", she also "sitted" behind her aunt in a decent voice, laughing and saying, "Auntie, please ride slowly."

They were having fun, but they didn't know that Han Shu, who was riding a virtual bicycle on the side, seemed to be as stupid as he was. Ju Nian was extremely dedicated to pressing the "bell" with his right hand and bypassing him.

"Ding Lingling, please give up quickly, it's not good if the car hits it." He narrowed his eyes and rubbed his head in pain, muttering: "Oh my God, let me die."

But Fei Ming was addicted to this super boring game, and he bent his knees slightly, just like she was really sitting behind a bicycle, greeting Han Shu enthusiastically, "Uncle Han Shu, you come too, come quickly."

Han Shu was speechless, his head shaking like a rattle, so he would not join this fool's game. But Fei Ming repeatedly urged him.

"Come on, Uncle Han Shu, let's ride together."

"You Uncle Han Shu can't ride."

"Uncle Han Shu, it's okay, my aunt will take you."

After riding the "bicycle" of two people passed by Han Shu again, Fei Ming pulled Han Shu. Han Shu was both angry and funny. Ju Nian, who was stepping on the car, looked back at him in a spare time, and he simply reached out to stop them "with people and cars".

It seems that riding a bicycle is a hard work. Ju Nian's face is red. She panted slightly and looked at Han Shu, waiting for his ridicule. Sure enough, Han Shu looked at him with a look of disdain and said, "I'm so stupid."

"Oh." Ju Nian replied blankly.

"I said your posture is so stupid. Is there anyone who rides a bicycle like this? No wonder the chains of the bicycles are broken." He said uncomfortablely, coughing twice, and decided to express his contempt with his actions. He squeezed into the middle of Ju Nian and Fei Ming. After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he moved Fei Ming in front of him and asked Ju Nian to be behind him, and he still assigned him, "You sit on the beam in front, and you are just sitting behind you, and I'll ride the bicycle!"

The other two were kind and started off like a "bike" carrying three people. At first, Han Shu was a little awkward, and he rode around and became smoother. Fei Ming was surrounded by him, and Ju Nian sat behind his "car". Her breath seemed to be behind her neck, and the giggling sound of the child spread all over the yard.

The night is as cool as water, gentle water. The dead branches and leaves under your feet are still squeaking under the feet of the three people. The remote courtyard at the end of the world is so far away from the street lights. No one will pass by, no one will watch, and of course, no one will disturb the happiness of the three fools.

"It hit the wall and hit the wall, Han Shu, you have to brake."

"You sit down a little more and come over a little longer, and you won't blame me if you fall down."

"Aunt, there are rats."

"Run the bell."

"Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling..."

"How far has this car been riding?"

"Beijing has just passed, and it's almost time to the Northeast."

"I'm going to the United States."

"Why don't you circle the Milky Way for a while?"

...

Accompanied by a sharp roar, a moment later, a gorgeous firework exploded in the sky. I don’t know which child next door was so anxious that he could not wait for the arrival of zero. The fireworks seemed to be a signal of opening. After a while, various fireworks rose from several directions and bloomed. The dark blue and black sky at night had no stars, but were illuminated by the fireworks on earth.

I don't know who stopped first. They kept standing in front and back positions, stood in the yard, raised their heads, and looked at the colorful flowers in the night sky obsessedly. Because the fireworks were too beautiful, no one spoke, fearing that they would wither in the moment of words. After the deafening roar, the most gorgeous flower almost covered half of the sky above their heads, the most extreme blooming, and then scattered like a meteor.

Perhaps because of his long-term tilting his head, it looked so close that it made Ju Nian stretch out her hand into the void. At that moment, even Han Shu felt that it would land on the palm of her hand.

Finally, Ju Nian gathered her fingers with her fingers, and Han Shu didn't know if she had held anything. A fireworks performance made the sky brighter than the day, and then it became darker, darker than the night.
Chapter completed!