On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Aili also returned to Xiaorong Town.

She really didn't like to stay with her mother, so she worked in the company and didn't go home until the last day, and she didn't go back until the afternoon.

That night, she and Yan Xin chatted until very late before going to bed.

It was already after eight o'clock when Yan Xin came home. He did not go back to his room to sleep immediately. He also watched TV with his father for a while and chatted about Feng Chen's return home.

During this period, I was chatting with Ellie.

While he was typing on the keyboard with his mobile phone, a silly smile appeared on his face.

This made Yan's father feel that his son was chatting with his partner, otherwise he wouldn't be smiling so strangely.

——That smile is obviously a little lewd.

I couldn't help but asked Yan Xin curiously: "Who are you chatting with?"

"Um, chatting with a friend." Yan Xin replied.

There are ingredients that Yan Xin brought from the south, which can be eaten after a little processing.

It was not easy to cook this meal. Three pots were working at the same time, and it was not easy to get all the dishes ready.

Chen Li also told Yan Xin that he would not stay at home for long, and when he finished all the pretense he needed to do, he would leave with Liang Wei and continue his trip.

In front of his mother's grave, Yan Xin said to his father: "Next year during Qingming Festival, I will try to come back to sweep the grave."

The father and son went down the mountain, and along the way they met several people who went up the mountain to worship, some of whom they didn't know, and some of whom they knew.

When I think about it, I feel that I was too ignorant back then.

However, he still recommended Feng Chen's home decoration company, saying that Feng Chen's company needed workers, and it didn't matter whether they had decoration experience or not. As long as they were hardworking and willing to learn, they could work there.

Feng Chen: "Here, ten yuan."

When they got home, it was already past three in the afternoon, and the father and son did nothing else but watch TV, chat, and eat snacks.

The father and son chatted casually, and Yan Xin chatted with people on QQ again.

I feel that the difference between five hundred yuan and ten yuan is too big.

I used to chat with Aili, but not that much. We talked a lot tonight, probably because Aili was too bored spending the Chinese New Year with her mother.

He found that this time when he went home to celebrate the New Year, the attitudes of the folks he met became much more enthusiastic.

The lantern is equipped with a light bulb, not a candle. It can be illuminated by connecting it to a power source and pressing the switch.

When he said these words, Yan Xin seemed to be watching the story of Thirty Years in the East of Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi in "Fights Break the Sphere".

However, he did not want the matter of repairing the tomb to affect his son's real life.

By the time the food was put on the table, it was almost noon.

After eating rice noodles in the morning, the father and son began to put up Spring Festival couplets on several doors and windows, and hung lanterns at the main door.

After only being away for a year or two, he drove a Mercedes-Benz and came back with a young and beautiful girlfriend. It can be said to have completed a perfect counterattack.

After all, the winner in the end is Feng Xi.

First, light incense and candles to worship the ancestors, and let the ancestors enjoy it first.

At the same time, he felt a little sad - his wife could not see such a prosperous life.

This is not the New Year’s Eve dinner, but the lunch meal.

——When he thought that the place where his mother was buried was so deserted, Yan Xin felt a little uncomfortable.

They all had one thought in mind - there were too few people, and there was no New Year's atmosphere at this time of year.

I also believe that I should make good compensation in this life.

I don’t know if they will regret it when they understand it.

In addition, I also chatted with Chen Li for a while.

When Chen Li arrived at his home yesterday, he had never told his parents that he was driving back with his girlfriend.

Yan Xin didn't advise him.

If you don't have money, there's nothing you can do. If you have money, you should improve the environment appropriately.

Father Yan really hoped that his son would come home, but he still said: "It would be best if he could come back, but it also depends on whether he has time, and don't delay his work. I am still here."

The next day is New Year's Eve.

It was only after about 10:30 in the evening that the two of them said good night to each other and got ready to go to bed.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, we went up the mountain to worship Yan Xin's mother again in the afternoon. We removed grass again in front of the grave, lit incense and candles, put down the tributes, and knelt down to worship as expected.

But in my heart, I thought about the years when I first started working in my previous life and never went home.

Although a virgin daughter-in-law is much more noble than a daughter, there shouldn't be such a big gap in the New Year's money.

Repairing the tomb will obviously allow the pile of loess to exist in the state of a tomb for a longer period of time.

The situation is better this year, and the house has been built, so we need to make it more lively. Not only do we need to put up Spring Festival couplets, but we also need to hang up lanterns.

Xiao Shiyu also cut half of a leg of venison sent from his home to make a bowl.

I met a family with a young man who was unemployed at home, and asked Yan Xin where he worked and whether the company needed any employees. He hoped that Yan Xin could help introduce a job.

This meal cannot be eaten in the kitchen, it must be eaten in the main room.

Chen Li has taken Liang Wei back to his hometown, and this time he really returns home in glory.

All the dishes, including meat and vegetables, were put together, and twelve plates of dishes were put together, filling the whole table.

On the other side of the river is another prefecture-level city, where the customs are different. People finish their New Year's dinner early and set off firecrackers.

Yan Xin couldn't help but ask: "Did your parents give your sister any lucky money?"

This year the situation is better, and the New Year's dinner is even more abundant.

In the previous life, there was no way. Without Feng Chen, Feng Xi could only take on the responsibility of providing for his parents in their old age. That was not the case in this life.

There are only two people, and they can't do anything else - even playing Landlords, there is still one person missing.

Later on, I developed the habit of not asking if my son didn't want to talk about it, so as not to embarrass the relationship.

At that time, the relationship between father and son was very bad, and the Chinese New Year was also deserted. No one was in the mood to do this.

It was said to be a reunion, but it seemed deserted.

This time should be the last time he returns to his hometown to celebrate the New Year.

There are also people setting off firecrackers one after another here, but they are basically for children to play with, and they have not yet reached the scale of the other side of the river.

Then, his parents each gave Ruan Mengyao 500 yuan as new year's money.

I don’t know if it’s because he built a small villa at home, or because he drove his car home.

——In 2007, I could get a salary of two to three thousand yuan a month, which was already very good.

Dad Yan was a little relieved that he was finally living a good life.

As a father, he is not the kind of father who likes to ask questions endlessly. This may be related to Yan Xin's rebellion a few years ago. After asking a few questions, he becomes very impatient.

As for family affection, he said that he didn't feel it himself, so he wouldn't reciprocate it.

It's just that the person he was talking to suddenly lost interest when he heard that he had to do such work. He probably felt that the decoration work was too tiring.

The end of a person's life cannot be considered true death. Only when all traces of his or her existence have been erased can it be considered true death, as if it had never happened.

He is a person who is disliked at home and is considered very unmotivated. He is also looked down upon by his relatives and is often cited as a negative role model.

The couple was finally even.

After watching TV, Yan Xin went back to his bedroom upstairs and was still chatting.

In this way, Yan Xin has nothing to say.

Yan Xin was speechless about this.

Last year, things got better, so I posted some Spring Festival couplets.

Other times it's nothing.

"Okay," said Yan's father, "when you finish paying off the debt, I will build a tomb for your mother."

Of course, he also hopes that his wife's tomb can be built so that it can exist for a longer time and remind the world that there is a person sleeping here in that place.

It has not been posted again since then.

Feng Chen also told Yan Xin that he and Ruan Mengyao each gave Feng Xi a red envelope worth 500 yuan as lucky money.

This time I went back, which shocked my family and neighbors.

Then they set off firecrackers, closed the door, and the father and son began to eat.

He described the sensation caused by his return home, and the joy in the words could not be concealed.

Apart from making the TV louder, there seems to be no other way to liven things up.

He also said that he was a bit tired, but he could still get a salary of two to three thousand yuan a month.
To be continued...