The history of the miser's struggle

"Why do you regret it?" Wu Suhua didn't quite understand what he said.

"Do you know what is the most precious?"

"the first time?"

"Go to hell, you wretched bastard."

Wu Suhua laughed, "Okay, tell me."

"You can't get it and you've lost it." Yang Jian explained solemnly, "Cui Yun is to you, you can't get it, so you never forget it, and your family still belongs to you now. If you lose it, you will regret it."

"Even if they can't accept the real you?"

"I don't explain because I can't understand, but if I don't understand, it's my family. If I don't have a family, I'm really alone." After seeing his parents again, Yang Jian also slowly let go. And miss, no one can replace.If the parents knew the news of his death at that time, I don't know how sad they would be. Even if they were kicked out of the house because they didn't live up to expectations, they were still their sons.

He stood up and went to help in the kitchen, leaving Wu Suhua alone in thought.

When Yang Jian came out again with dumplings, Wu Suhua said to him as if he had suddenly come to his senses, "I'm going to go back in two days and have a good talk with them."

"What if it doesn't work out?" Yang Jian couldn't be optimistic about it.

"I will always work hard for this." Wu Suhua clenched his fists. He has always been a man of his word, with courage in doing things, and an optimistic and positive attitude.

Yang Jian has always liked these aspects of him, perhaps because they are all lacking in him.

"Come on, let's eat dumplings." Mama Yang greeted everyone. "Xiaohua, treat this place as your own home. Today is also going home for the New Year's reunion dinner. You must eat more. The dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner will not be hungry for the next year if you are full."

"Then I really want to eat more." Yang Jian said suddenly, and it was true that he hadn't eaten dumplings at home for many years.He took a bite, stopped his chopsticks and said, "Hey, I got a coin."

Wu Suhua went over to take a look, and after checking it, he said, "Congratulations, congratulations, what a blessing." There was even a little envy in his tone.

"There's more, let's continue eating." Mother Yang quickly comforted Wu Suhua.

It turned out that everyone ate at least one.

"How much did you pack?" Yang's mother turned to ask her father.

Father Yang said with a smile, "It's a blessing to eat more."

In addition to the steaming dumplings, there were four dishes and one soup on the table. Four people sat around, and there was singing and dancing on the TV. The atmosphere was really lively and joyful.

There were sporadic crackling sounds outside, which grew more intense as midnight fell.

"You guys go down to play, too?" Father Yang said, looking at the two young people.

"Okay." Yang Jian stood up from the sofa and urged Wu Suhua while putting on his clothes, "Wu Suhua, hurry up and put on your coat and change your shoes."

Wu Suhua couldn't help getting excited, "There really isn't such a custom in my house, it looks so lively."

"Come and see." Yang Jian opened the door, and the cold air rushed in. Looking out from the corridor window, it was the night sky filled with fiery trees and silver flowers.

"It's spectacular." Wu Suhua praised.

"gone."

Seeing Yang Jian go downstairs with his wholesale fireworks and firecrackers, Wu Suhua sighed, "There are still some leftovers, and you haven't sold them all?"

"If you sell it, don't you have to buy it yourself?" Yang Jian asked back.

"It's not an essential purchase at all, is it? It's not on your mother's list."

"When did you read the list so carefully?" Yang Jian was surprised, and suddenly seemed to remember something, turned to Wu Suhua and smiled, "You don't dare to play, do you?"

"How is it possible?" It's a matter of face, Wu Suhua can't admit it no matter it's true or not.

"Then do you want to try it yourself?"

"Of course." Wu Suhua took the firecracker from Yang Jian's hand, "Lighter?"

Yang Jian lighted it up.

The sparks on the fuse were running fast. Seeing that the end was coming, Wu Suhua insisted on not letting go. He didn't know if his hands were frozen or what, so he began to tremble slightly.

At this time, Yang Jian said from the side, "It's okay, the factory sells directly, the quality is guaranteed, and it won't explode from behind."

Hearing his threats, Wu Suhua's hand trembled again. Fortunately, Yang Jian stepped forward to hold his hand, so he didn't throw the lit firecracker at his feet.

Sparks popped out of the paper tube one after another, flew into the sky, and exploded into bright flowers one after another.

"It's so beautiful." Wu Suhua was intoxicated by his sense of accomplishment.

Yang Jian let go of his hand and looked at him with a smile.

Wu Suhua suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Yang Jian, we both count as you know me and I know you, so you're not afraid of my misunderstanding?"

"What's the misunderstanding?" Yang Jian still smiled and kept looking at him.

Wu Suhua could never hide his words in his heart, so he said in a hurry, "Do you like my cousin or me?"

Yang Jian answered unambiguously, "I like them all."

"Damn." Wu Suhua turned around and left.

Yang Jian quickly grabbed him, "Are you angry?"

"Every time I talk to you seriously, you always tease me." Wu Suhua said angrily.

His appearance also made Yang Jian feel very good, just like the joyful experience a primary school student would have when he put a caterpillar into a classmate's pencil case, "I'm serious too."

"for example?"

Yang Jian hugged Wu Suhua who was half a head taller than him, half a year older than him, but mentally younger than him by nearly ten years, then took a step back, raised her head and said, "Look, how pure."

Wu Suhua laughed, "Well, purity is good."

"watch fireworks."

The clock strikes midnight, and the night sky is so gorgeous.

"I will remember this moment, Yang Jian, thank you." Wu Suhua whispered, his voice was hidden in the too loud firecrackers, no one could hear him.

17

17. Lonely and widowed...

This year's New Year's Eve, Yang Jian stayed with Wu Suhua until dawn.He didn't really believe in similar customs, but this year he rarely wanted to stay up late. It is said that the longer he stays up, the more money he will make in the coming year.

He had already decided to quit online games, so he played the Monopoly game with Wu Suhua and won a lot of money. They fell asleep on their own beds for two hours until there were bursts of firecrackers under the window.

When I woke up early in the morning, I also wanted to eat dumplings. After cleaning up, Yang Jian's father drove the car, and four people in the car went back to their hometown to pay New Year's greetings with big and small bags.

Yang Jian's hometown is in a small town, and it takes more than an hour to drive.The scenery along the way was very desolate. Yang Jian and Wu Suhua became sleepy again because they stayed up late. At this time, they were sitting in the back row, leaning their heads against each other unconsciously, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mother Yang caught a glimpse of them in the rearview mirror, and felt a little surprised.Yang Jian's personality wasn't bad when she was a child, but she wasn't good either. She had many playmates, but she really didn't have many friends who were so close, and she could count them on her fingers.It's rare to be able to bring my classmates home, and I have made progress in college.

When the car drove into the small town, the road gradually became bumpy. Wu Suhua woke up first, poked Yang Jian and asked, "Is this coming soon?"

Yang Jian rubbed his eyes and looked out the window, "Well, 2 minutes."

"Wu Suhua is a child of a big city. Has he never been here before? This time, I will also experience the life in the countryside. Is it a memory of bitterness and sweetness?" Father Yang said with a smile.

"Uncle, you are so good at joking, but I have never been here before, so I must let Yang Jian take me to have fun." Wu Suhua took the opportunity to coax the adults to be happy.

"No problem, just leave it to that kid."

Yang Jian hurriedly shouted, "Father, I only come back once or twice a year, and I don't know myself very well."

"You'll get to know each other after walking around. This small town is not big."

While joking, the car stopped in front of a small farmyard.The courtyard door was wide open, and the snow-covered crops and animals raised in the corner could be vaguely seen inside, and behind it was a small two-story building.

"It's really like a villa," Wu Suhua sighed.

"It can't be compared with a villa," Yang Jian said with a smile, "However, we often grow some vegetables, which are considered green and natural. They can be stored in the basement and can be kept for the whole winter."

"The basement?" Wu Suhua repeated curiously.

"Don't think too much, it smells like fermented plants when you walk in."

"Forget it, I was very interested to go and have a look."

"Want to explore? There seem to be some tunnels in the nearby mountains, which were left over from the previous war years, and are now sorted out by people and used as huts for rest on the way up and down the mountain."

"So fun?" Wu Suhua looked very interested.

Mother Yang interrupted suddenly, "Yang Jian, why are you suddenly acting like a child, drilling tunnels? You haven't done it since you graduated from elementary school, right?" It seemed that she was very opposed to their running around.

Wu Suhua hesitated a little.

"It's okay, adults always hope that we behave well. It's okay to sit in the room drinking tea and chatting, but what's the point of coming here like that?" Yang Jian smiled at Wu Suhua, then turned to her mother and said, "Those The authenticity can be regarded as a major feature of this place, Wu Suhua finally came here, and I don’t know when the next time will be, so it would be a pity not to go.”

His remarks seemed to be tacitly approved, so after putting his luggage upstairs, he met his grandparents and chatted for a while, and went to visit a few families in the neighborhood. Yang Jian took Wu Suhua and walked towards the mountain. .

The adults told them not to run too far, and Yang Jian responded one by one.

"Why can't you run too far, are there wolves?" Wu Suhua asked.

"How is it possible? It might have existed decades ago, but now the villagers have developed and planted fruit trees on the mountain."

"What a pity."

"Do you think there are wolves and tigers