This is probably the year that Yan Hang has spent the most like "Chinese New Year at ordinary people's homes", eating New Year's Eve dinner, chatting and watching the Spring Festival Gala, and setting off firecrackers during the New Year's Eve.

It was a noisy night, and it wasn't until the middle of the night that recovered.

After slowing down, he couldn't fall asleep, his emotions piled up, and he didn't feel sleepy. He and Chu Yi sat by the window and chatted until dawn, and then the two of them lay sideways on the bed, not knowing whether they were sleeping or awake until grandma came around noon knock on the door.

"Get up, get the New Year's Eve and money." On the first day of the first year, he patted him.

"Ah." Yan Hang felt that Lunar New Year money was still very attractive, and immediately struggled to get up.

Both grandparents and grandparents were sitting in the living room wearing red cotton jackets. Firecrackers were set off all night, and the room was filled with gunpowder smoke, and they could even see blue smoke drifting past.

Very old-fashioned.

After a burst of firecrackers rang outside, Grandpa took the time to speak: "Come on."

On the first day of the first day of the new year, I immediately walked over and bent over to my grandparents: "Grandpa and grandma, happy new year."

"Happy New Year," Grandma smiled and took out a red envelope and handed it to him, "Grandma is not used to the appearance of this young man."

"Come, take it." Grandpa also took out a red envelope and gave it to the first grade.

Yan Hang stood behind him and watched. He didn't know what a formal red envelope process should look like. After all, it was never formal, but the first day of the new year was too simple.

"Five stars, come here," grandma beckoned to him. "It's not easy to speak since I was a child in the first year of the new year. It's just this sentence for New Year's greetings. If you hear it too much, people will be anxious.

"I have to kowtow, kowtow." The first day of the first day added.

"You didn't kowtow yet. You want others to kowtow," Grandpa said with a smile. "You only kowtow when you are a child. You are all grown up, so you don't need to kowtow."

Auspicious words.

Yan Hang has never said any auspicious words, and his first reaction to the auspicious words is actually a hundred years of harmony, which makes him very speechless to himself.

"Happy Chinese New Year, grandpa and grandma," he took the words from the first year of the first year of the first year, and then thought about it, and recited all the words that could be related to auspicious words, "I wish the second old good health. Every year there is more than auspiciousness and good fortune, wishing things to come true, such as the East China Sea and the longevity of Nanshan..."

Grandpa and grandma listened with joy, grandma clapped her hands and laughed hard: "Okay, okay, this is okay."

When he took the New Year's money from the two old people, Yan Hang suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.

"I have something for you," entered the house on the first day of the first year, took out a box, "buy it for you, get a hand, a mobile phone."

"Oh, why do you still spend this money," Grandpa was stunned, "We won't use it either."

"The old man's machine is very simple," he said while putting the first box on the coffee table in front of them. "In the future, you can call me and make phone calls."

"Where did you get the money?" Grandma said. "Is this expensive?"

"It's not expensive," said the first day of the first year, "I work part-time. I have work and wages."

"Look at this child," Grandma wiped her tears, "this child, he wants to buy us something when he has some money."

Yan Hang sat next to him, watching the first day of the first year stumblingly teaching two old people how to make a phone call, feeling like he was watching a movie clip.

Although it was right in front of him, he was a little dazed when he looked at it. He always felt that this scene was already part of his memory. It was snowing outside the window, and firecrackers sounded from time to time. The room was very warm, and he could smell the smoke of gunpowder. A handsome potato is teaching Grandpa and Granny how to make phone calls.

He smiled.

"See," said the first day, "Just press, press this 1, press this again, this green one, my phone will ring."

"I'll give it a try," Grandpa pressed twice on the phone. The phone rang in the first day's pocket. Grandpa said with a smile, "It rang."

"Then I'll answer, answer the phone," Chu Yi took out his cell phone and picked up the call, "Hello?"

Grandpa took the phone to his ear and shouted, "Hey!"

"It's not necessary, it's so loud, loud," the first day of the first day retreated into the room, "As usual, you can say it like this."

"I can hear," Grandpa handed the phone to Grandma's ear, "Listen."

"Grandma." Chu Yi said.

"Hey! Hearit's" Grandma shouted.

"Don't shout," Grandpa patted her, "you are scary."

After grandparents mastered the skills of answering the phone, they went to the kitchen to work.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he and him were on the plane in the afternoon, and we had to leave after lunch.

Yan Hang didn't dare to look into the kitchen. Every time he looked, he could see his grandma wiping tears.

"Why don't you go in and start a fight?" Yan Hang looked at the first day of the first year.

"I'll be driven out, come." Chu Yi smiled, he kept leaning against the door and looking in.

Yan Hang didn't speak anymore.

Grandpa and grandma, grandma and grandpa, said that at the beginning, the family members were very complete, the old people were all there, there were fathers and mothers...

Yan Hang searched again in his memory, except for those unpleasant fragments he had dreamed about in his dreams before, he no longer had any memory of any relatives other than his father.

"Come on," Chu Chu whispered, "I have a gift for you."

"What gift?" Yan Hang stood up and walked into the house with him, "Do you still want to give a New Year's gift to your peers?"

"No," Chu Yi smiled, "it was originally, it was going to be sent."

"Okay, let me see what gifts are there." Yan Hang sat beside the bed and looked at the first day of the first year in his bag.

"This." On the first day of the first year, he took out a small red square box from his bag, "I asked Da and Da Qiang for the box."

Yan Hang took it over and looked at it. The red box is a cardboard box. Jewelry sellers in the night market usually give a small box like this. He smiled and opened the box.

Inside is a string of beads.

There are stone beads of different sizes, and there are black metal beads and spacers in the middle.

These small stones, if he hadn't seen them now, he would have almost forgotten them. These are the few stones he gave to him when he caught them on the street.

"It's getting more and more professional," Yan Hang put his hand on the wrist of his left hand, "the size is quite suitable."

"Definitely," grabbed his wrist on the first day of the first year, and circled his fingers, "you'll know as soon as you grab it, you know."

"Thank you." Yan Hang looked at him.

"You're welcome, this is what I should and should do." Chu Yi said.

"Don't you touch the bright red scarf on your chest?" Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the new year, immediately patted chest twice.

After eating the Eighteen Stars lunch made by his grandmother, he and the first day of the first year came out with a large bag of local specialties that his grandparents gave him.

On the first day of the new year, the old people were not allowed to go out, but they were stopped at home: "We called as soon as we went out, took a taxi and left."

"How expensive is a taxi!" Grandma was startled.

"Consoling us," said grandpa, "where are the taxis coming from on the first day of the new year, there are almost no shuttle buses."

"That's comforting?" said Grandma.

On the first day of the first day, he smiled and said, "If you take the shuttle bus, please don't go out. It's too cold."

"Grandpa and Grandma," Yan Hang said, "I want to call him in the first year of the first year of junior high school. The phone bill is very cheap now. With the money on your phone, one hour a day is enough for five years."

"Ah, good!" Grandma nodded with a smile.

After saying goodbye to the old man, on the way to the bus stop, the first day of the first day asked, "Enough to play for five years?"

"Anyway, you will pay for the call," Yan Hang smiled, "So they feel comfortable."

"Yes," Chu nodded a little, and patted his pocket again, "Big money."

The return journey feels much shorter than the time to go, probably because the two tastes of reunion and separation are different.

There were far fewer people at the airport than on the 29th day. The two of them could sit at the boarding gate and wait in peace without being called by the radio.

"I haven't asked you," Yan Hang stretched his legs and leaned on the chair, "When is your birthday? Is it coming soon?"

"There's one more, the month." The first day of the first year also stretched out his legs and stood side by side with Yan Hang's.

"It's not today?" Yan Hang shook his feet with a smile.

"When I was a child, I thought it was today," the first day of the first year also shook his feet, "Because of the New Year, I will not be born, it will be the day."

"How do you want to spend your birthday this year?" Yan Hang glanced at him and shook his feet again, "How about you invite your classmates to join us."

"Okay," Chu nodded slightly and continued to shake his feet, "please come from the dormitory."

"Well," Yan Hang continued to sway his foot, and tapped his left foot on the right foot of the first day of the first year, "you can go to our restaurant to eat first, we have a birthday-themed dinner."

"Okay." The first day of the first year was a little excited, and immediately shook his foot and knocked him back.

"You're not finished, are you?" Yan Hang glanced at his feet.

"You hit first, mine." Chu Yi said.

"Fuck your ass with me." Yan Hang kicked him.

"Only you can, Akira." The first day of the first year also kicked him.

Yan Hang continued to kick him, and he continued to fight back.

This kind of competition between you and me should be placed on children under the age of ten. At this level, it should start a fight... Of course, it is probably the two of them who are over ten years old and still play like this.

The contest ended in defeat on the first day of the first lunar year. He pulled a wet tissue from his bag and carefully wiped his shoes: "Bear thing, kicked my shoes, they're dirty."

Yan Hang laughed for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw that the two flight attendants standing at the boarding gate were covering their mouths happily.

"Look, let the young lady see the joke." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"Do you blame me?" Looking at him on the first day of the first year, after thinking about it, he secretly glanced over there, "Could it be you, a fan, a fan?"

"It shouldn't be," Yan Hang said. "After all, I only showed my face for a second. After the screenshot, it's still not clear at all. Maybe it's your fan. You have quite a lot of fans now."

Smile at first.

"I asked you about Weibo," Yan Hang stretched out, "Do you want to go out?"

"No," the first day of the first day replied immediately, "no."

Yan Hang snorted.

"I'm a past, past gourmet master, the anchor's back, the man behind," said the first day of the first year, "and the way to make money, I have it."

"Go away." Yan Hang laughed, thinking about it and then saying, "I'm so angry, I'm becoming popular again now, okay?"

"You've never been red before, what red?" Chu Yi sighed, "It's finally red."

Yan Hang didn't speak, he dug into his pocket for a long time, took out a Band-Aid, tore it open, and stuck it on Chu Yi's mouth.

The two flight attendants over there laughed.

The time of the Chinese New Year is a little shorter for the first day of the new year. Most of the people around are still immersed in the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. Yan Hang has already started to go to work normally.

After two days of free time at home, he also began to return to the cafe to work.

Before the change, he didn't feel anything, but this time, it was because being with Yan Hang made him feel the word "Chinese New Year" for the first time.

It was also the first time that he let him know that in fact, he was still very concerned about the "Chinese New Year".

Just like birthdays, a lot of things depend on who you are with, so you can tell whether you care or not.

There were no customers in the store, and his hair was stunned when he sat behind the bar on the first day of the new year. He had never looked forward to this day when he was so old.

Yan Hang said to eat first, and then go to K song after dinner.

K song?

K-songs are very good, and young people like them, although he estimates that there are no songs that he can sing in the karaoke device... Would you like to learn a few songs in advance?

Gee.

It's easier said than done to learn songs temporarily.

In fact, it doesn't matter, he sings chanting scriptures anyway, just click on a song and read it to the lyrics.

On the first day of the new year, someone knocked on the bar.

He quickly stood up and said "Good evening" before he saw the person clearly, it was Zhou Chunyang, with Gao Xiaoyang and Wu Xu behind him.

"Happy New Year, little brother," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile, "Hurry up, give us a cup of your best coffee."

"Happy New Year." On the first day of the first day, he laughed. He was bored at the moment, and he was able to meet the people in the dormitory.

"Let's be interesting," Gao Xiaoyang leaned against the bar, "I came here to go shopping and visit you."

"I'm not in the dormitory, I've seen enough." He said with a smile while making coffee for them.

"Let's review it," Wu Xu said. "We met again in two days. It's very annoying and we have to get used to it in advance."

Made coffee for them on the first day of the new year and sat at the table together.

"On your birthday, don't order the cake, we'll order a big one for you." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Well," Chu nodded, "Thank you."

"Do you want to call Su Bin?" Wu Xu asked.

"Don't call him, it's embarrassing, I have always assumed that there are only seven people in our dormitory," Gao Xiaoyang said, "Besides, he is so noble, you may call him an insult to his personality."

Several people laughed, and sighed on the first day of the first day: "He is really better, more invisible than me."

"You are not invisible," Wu Xu said. "The famous brother Gou, when it comes to auto repair, is Gou Go. You are now the spokesperson for auto repair."

"That's right, there are several words on behalf of them, the most capable, the most handsome, the coolest, and the least able to speak..." Zhou Chunyang twitched his fingers, "The one with the best professional grades."

"It's strange to say the last one here." Gao Xiaoyang clicked his tongue, "It doesn't fit the image of Brother Gou."

"Shut up." Chu Yi smiled.

Cui Yi's car was parked on the side of the road, Yan Hang ran over and got into the car, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Finished?" Cui Yi glanced at him.

"Yeah." Yan Hang pulled the seat belt buckle and frowned, "It's almost the same as the last question, and I recognized the photo today. I've never seen anyone except the cripple, and I feel that I can't help myself. I can't help you."

"A question is already helping," Cui Yi said. "You can help with anything you want. Are the police still so tired?"

Yan Hang sighed and closed his eyes.

"Didn't I tell the first day of the first year about asking you questions?" Cui Yi asked while driving.

"I didn't say it," Yan Hang said, "the first day was very thoughtful. I was afraid that he would always think about it. He will have a birthday in a few days. Let's talk about it after his birthday."

"Well." Cui Yi responded.

After being silent for a while, Yan Hang turned his head to look at Cui Yi: "Old Cui, there is something, you can help me make up my mind."

"Say." Cui Yi nodded.

"On the first day of the new year, I received two calls that no one spoke," Yan Hang frowned, "He feels like his father."

Cui Yi turned to look at him: "And then?"

"On the 30th day, I accompanied him to his grandfather's house and wandered on the street," Yan Hang said, "I think I saw his father, but it was just a feeling, I couldn't be sure, when I turned my head, I didn't I saw people."

"You didn't tell the police, did you?" Cui Yi asked.

"I don't know if I should say it," Yan Hang said, "I'm afraid of misleading the police and affecting their handling of the case, and I'm also afraid..."

"I'm afraid that on the first day of the first year, you will be in a hurry to catch his father." Cui Yi said.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

Cui Yi was silent for a while: "It's not necessarily that you are afraid of thinking so on the first day of the first year, you think so for him yourself."

Yan Hang was silent.

Maybe so. Although he asked him if he wanted to tell the police when he received the call on the first day of junior high school, he probably wouldn't think so on the first day of junior high school, but he was always having a hard time.

He always felt that the first day's father didn't have the guts to handle such a big case, he was just involved, but what if, in case...

"Tell the police," Cui Yi said. "If it's really a clue, if the case progresses, it'll be good for both of you, right?"

Yan Hang was silent for a while, then sighed: "Turn around."

In the early morning of my birthday, my grandfather made a phone call, and when I picked up the phone, I heard grandpa keep saying "hello" over there.

"Grandpa, grandpa, heard it," he said with a smile, "I heard it."

"It's your birthday today, and my grandma and I wish you a happy birthday!" Grandpa said.

"Very happy." Chu Yi nodded with a smile.

"Your grandma told you not to forget to eat a bowl of noodles." Grandpa said.

"I told him myself!" came the grandmother's voice.

"Your grandma tell you." Grandpa gave the phone to grandma.

"Eat a bowl of noodles," said grandma's voice, "don't forget it."

"Yeah!" On the first day of the first year, he pressed the corner of his eye, "Remember."

After chatting with grandparents and hanging up the phone, Zhou Chunyang smiled and said, "Is pasta considered noodles?"

"Ah," Chu Yi smiled, "I don't know."

"It's alright," Li Ziqiang said. "With Brother Hang here, it shouldn't be a problem to make a bowl of authentic Chinese noodles."

"Hey, I'm hungry now," Hu Biao rubbed his stomach. "Let's go get the cake and eat it."

"Have you been on the scales after the New Year?" Zhou Chunyang went over and pressed his stomach, "Just finished lunch, and thought about cakes again?"

"My stomach, my stomach," Hu Biao said, "it's only once a year."

"Your weight is one, and you have been carnival." Chu Yi said.

"Brother Gou," Hu Biao looked at him, "I miss you as a birthday star today..."

"No need to read." Chu Yi smiled.

"Let's just read it," Hu Biao said, "after all..."

"If you don't read him as a birthday star, he is also a dog brother," Zhang Qiang said while playing with his mobile phone, "you are a bottom, what can you do."

"I'm on a hunger strike," Hu Biao lay on the bed facing the wall, "There is no friendship in this dormitory."

"After an hour," Chu Chu glanced at the time, "I'll invite you to the shop."

Hu Biao immediately turned around and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother Gou is interesting."

The first day of the first day of the new year is in a good mood today, one year older, seventeen years old!

Eighteen years old!

According to the habit of being two years old in some places, then he will be nineteen! As big as Yan Hang!

He will be twenty-two next year, and he will be even older than Yan Hang!

Hahahahahaha.

At the beginning of the pair, had a good time with the window.

"Nervous." Zhou Chunyang glanced at him.

"Ah." Chu nodded slightly, "I found it out by you."

Zhou Chunyang smiled and continued to lower his head to play the game: "Have you booked the box for the evening?"

"Yan Hang said he ordered." Chu Yi said.

"That's fine," Zhou Chunyang said. "He is more particular, and he can definitely book a high-end place."

The first day smiled and said nothing.

After staying in the dormitory for an hour, Hu Biao sat up as if clutching his watch: "Brother Gou, is the canteen up?"

"Let's go," Chu Yi stood up, "you go, will you?"

"Go" Except for Su Bin, everyone answered in unison.

"Shit," Hu Biao said, "just laughed at me!"

A group of people left the dormitory with a smile and headed for the canteen.

In fact, there is nothing delicious in the canteen, the main purpose is to relieve cravings.

On the first day of the new year, was not greedy, stood at the cashier and waited for them to choose what to eat.

Just as he was about to send a message to Yan Hang, the phone in his pocket rang. He sighed while taking out his phone.

The word "home" on the caller ID made him stunned for five seconds.

Almost no one uses the landline at home. Mom and Dad use mobile phones, and grandma uses voice control. The landline is generally used by grandpa to call his friends to brag and scold.

He had almost never received a call from this number.

Who in the family still remembers his birthday?

Still calling on your birthday?

He picked up the phone in surprise: "Hello?"

"Your unpromising father, the number one in the world, was caught by the Public Security Bureau!" Grandma's voice came from the phone.

On the first day of the new year, she was stunned, and for a long time did not respond to what she said.