Fireworks exploded in the air.

In Desheng Lane, Jiang Jun and Jiang Wan were eating cold rice and cold dishes in their bowls with indifferent expressions.

Stepmother Xiaoqin had experienced two premature births and was exhausted. She looked 100 years old. She knelt on the ground, hugged her two sons and cried.

Jiang Yang's face was filled with anger, and he pointed at her and yelled at her.

The gap between being transferred from a cadre to a grassroots level caused a drastic change in his personality. He could no longer release the negative emotions at work and transferred them all to his family.

Across the alley is the Beiping alley.

Jiang Tao was afraid that his parents would have a bad time at home during the Spring Festival, so he invited his mother to his home to celebrate New Year's Eve.

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV. Song Qingping was eating melon seeds and holding her third child as she watched the show with her two children.

Qin Ying was thinking about her eldest brother's family and occasionally glanced out the window.

Jiang Tao and Jiang Qingzhong were talking about the army's affairs while making fist gestures with their hands.

Yunhe City, thousands of miles away.

Su Xiu left Ji Jianguo and Ji Xinbao behind and ran to the south with an older brother.

Ji Xinbao was four years old and had not been to school. He followed some gangsters in society and did some illegal things secretly.

Ji Jianguo lost his job and his house, so he shamelessly stayed at his eldest brother's house, taking care of his paralyzed mother, and only then did he get a meal at his eldest brother's house.

But my health is getting worse year by year.

If my mother died, what would he do?

He thought of Ji Wanqing.

It's so easy to find someone these days.

He only knew that he had gone to Beijing, but Beijing was so big, and no one in the army was willing to tell him where he had gone.

Ji Jianguo wondered how he could have ended up living like this.

After wishing everyone Happy New Year.

Ji Wanqing looked at the time. It was already past one o'clock.

Several children were huddled together, lying on the sofa, hugging their quilts and drowsy.

She tucked them in and muted the TV so they could sleep better.

Looking at the warm moonlit night sky outside the window, he also wondered whether Jiang Che could watch the Spring Festival Gala in the interrogation room.

The first session.

At least it has commemorative significance.

Around two o'clock, fireworks and firecrackers started to go off outside. At that time, there was still no ban on fireworks in the city, and there were many wealthy people in Beijing, so the crackling and popping sounds continued.

Ji Wanqing woke up and wanted to see if the child was woken up.

There was a sudden sound of a door opening.

Her ears twitched and she heard familiar footsteps.

Jiang Che actually came back at this time in the severe cold!

The door of the living room opened, Ji Wanqing smiled and naturally extended his hand to him.

"cold."

He replied in a low voice, put his hand to his mouth and blew on it to warm it up, then walked forward to hug Qingqing and kissed her on the cheek.

Ji Wanqing felt itchy from his stubble, and a smile appeared on her lips. She pushed him and asked softly, "Why did you come back at this time?"

"New Year's Eve, I miss you and the kids."

The two of them had obviously been speeding, but now that they met again, facing each other closely, it was as if they had never driven before. The atmosphere in the living room was so warm and harmonious.

Fireworks and firecrackers outside the window bid farewell to the old year.

The house is filled with warmth and joy as we celebrate the New Year.

The lights in the living room were off, with only the dim light from the TV. The child was sleeping soundly on the sofa, and the two of them were leaning against each other, whispering in each other's ears.

"Hungry?"

"I ate it at the police station."

"Is it resolved?"

"Well, our deputy commander kept praising you for marrying a good wife, saying that a good wife brings few troubles to her husband."

"Hmph, you're so beautiful."

…

As it approached midnight, the sound of firecrackers outside the window gradually became louder, and the host on TV began to count down. The child who was woken up rubbed his eyes and said he wanted to get up and set off fireworks.

The couple smiled at each other, took the opportunity to take the child to their respective rooms to sleep, and then went back to the master bedroom, snuggled up in the quilt to sleep, whispering to each other.

——The new year is here.

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