Aunt Jiang Hongmei did hold on for a while, but she was just holding on. Finally, Wang Xiaobao helped her to the inner room to sleep.
After a while, Wang Xiaobao couldn't hold on any longer and began to doze off while sitting. Ye Han couldn't bear to see it anymore and let him go back to his room to sleep.
The stove was not very warm in the second half of the night, so Jiang Wang and Ye Han snuggled together and talked in detail about what had happened in the past year.
Jiang Wang stretched out his long arms, held Ye Han in his arms, and gently stroked her hair.
"Wife, I will go to the northwest after the New Year. You have to take good care of yourself at home, okay?"
"Well," Ye Han buried his head in Jiang Wang's arms, no emotion could be heard, "I will take good care of grandpa, grandma and the two children. Don't worry, I'm at home."
"That's not what I meant," Jiang Wang said, "I just want you to take care of yourself."
Ye Xuanhan came to the capital alone with his child, without any relatives or friends. Jiang Wang was worried that his wife would be too lonely.
"I'm an adult, I can definitely take care of myself," Ye Han waved his hand, "You should also pay attention to your health when you go to the army, and don't work too hard, otherwise my family and I will be worried about you."
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As Ye Xuanhan spoke, his upper eyelids began to fight with his lower eyelids, his voice gradually became smaller, and he fell into Jiang Wang's arms and began to sleep soundly.
Jiang Wang was talking to himself when he suddenly couldn't hear Ye Xuanhan's voice. He lowered his head and saw that his wife had fallen asleep without him noticing.
Fortunately, the stove next to me was still on, otherwise I would have caught a cold if I had gone to bed in such a cold weather.
Jiang Wang shook his head, put his military coat on Ye Han, and then extinguished the remaining sparks in the stove to prevent them from accidentally igniting the surrounding tables, chairs and benches.
Ye Xuanhan was picked up by Jiang Wang and carried to the bedroom. Then Jiang Wang tidied himself up briefly and lay down beside Ye Xuanhan to sleep.
Have a good night.
The next day was the first day of the Lunar New Year. According to the rules, Ye Hanhan and Jiang Wang had to get up early to pay New Year's greetings to their elders, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang.
But Ye Hanhan and Jiang Wang had been up for more than half an hour and still didn't see their grandparents get up, so they had to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Who knew that my aunt Jiang Hongmei had gotten up at some point and had already started busying herself in the kitchen.
"Jiang Wang, Han Han, you two should rest at home today, and let me cook the meal."
Seeing Jiang Hongmei's skillful stirring of the wok, Ye Han and Jiang Wang stopped caring and went back to the house to take care of the two children.
On the morning of the first day of the New Year, the surroundings were bustling with activity and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from outside from time to time.
The New Year atmosphere was strong during the 1970s. Every household decorated their homes with lights and lanterns, wore new clothes and visited relatives and friends.
There is no such feeling in later generations. Everyone holds a mobile phone, lies on the sofa, creates a family group, and grabs red envelopes in it.
Not to mention the New Year atmosphere, it’s difficult for everyone to get together.
After the zombie outbreak, it is even more impossible for everyone to celebrate the New Year.
Therefore, Ye Xuanhan has not felt the taste of the Chinese New Year for a long time.
She remembered that at this time last year, she was still at home preparing for the New Year. Unexpectedly, she saw Zhou Jing and Chen Yan early in the morning. They drove a jeep to the Huaihua Brigade to find her, saying that Jiang Wang was injured and the person they wanted to see most was her.
At that time, Ye Xuanhan thought that he would not see Jiang Wang again soon. He was so anxious that he could not sleep well the whole night. A good year passed by just like that.
When you think about it, time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, she and Jiang Wang have been married for a year, and their two children are more than two months old.
Remembering that he and Jiang Wang had not yet greeted Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang, Ye Han pulled Jiang Wang's clothes and said, "Let's go, let's go greet Grandpa and Grandma. They must have gotten up by now."
Jiang Wang nodded, and the two of them, each holding a little dumpling dressed in festive clothes, went into the main hall to wish Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang a happy new year.
When we entered the house, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang had just finished washing up and were sitting in front of the stove eating melon seeds and cakes.
Ye Xuanhan said a few flattering words, which made the two old people happy. They kept praising Ye Xuanhan for his sweet words, and then stuffed two big red envelopes for her and Jiang Wang respectively.
Of course, the two little ones in their arms were not left out either, and Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang also prepared red envelopes for them.
Ye Xuanhan chuckled and accepted the red envelope.
Should she confiscate the New Year’s money of the two children?
However, this thought only appeared for a second before Ye Han suppressed it.
It’s better to wait until the children grow up and then return the red envelopes to them.
Thinking of this, Ye Hanhan secretly gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.
Where can you find such a good mother like her?
At noon, my aunt prepared a table full of food and invited everyone to eat.
Ye Hanhan helped bring the food to the table.
Jiang Hongmei prepared a table full of delicious food, including sweet and sour pork, big meat buns, four-happiness meatballs, sweet and sour fish, and mixed cold dishes.
Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Ye Yanhan couldn't help swallowing her saliva, "Auntie, your cooking skills are amazing, they look delicious."
"That's not bad," Jiang Hongmei raised her head and said proudly, "I learned my cooking skills from a master chef, and my daughter loves it."
Speaking of her daughter, Jiang Hongmei sighed, "I didn't tell her that I came to the capital, so I guess she'll be in vain when she comes to wish me a happy new year."
Looking at Jiang Hongmei's slightly lonely expression, Ye Han knew that she missed her daughter.
"How about writing her a letter?" Ye Han suggested, "I'm sure she will understand."
"Why write that? It costs money and is useless. Besides, I will be going back to Northeast China in a few days. Maybe by the time I get home, the letter won't have been sent yet."
"Are you going back?" Ye Han asked in surprise.
She thought her aunt would have to live here for at least a few months, after all, her husband's death was a blow to her.
If you don't slow down, it will be easy to remember when you go back.
Although she may no longer have feelings for her government, the two of them have spent most of their lives together after all. No matter how ruthless they are, they will still recall the past.
"Yes, I'm going to see my old daughter, and then visit the grave of that old fool, so that the neighbors won't say that I'm cruel and that my husband is dead, but I'm still living a carefree life outside."
Grandma Jiang came in from outside and when she heard Jiang Hongmei's words, she wanted to go forward to comfort her.
But at this time, the aunt was in a bad mood. After seeing Grandma Jiang, this bad mood turned into dissatisfaction with Grandma Jiang.
He started speaking in a sarcastic tone again, saying that Grandma Jiang was meddling in other people's business.
It was New Year's Day, and Ye Han didn't want the atmosphere at home to be too depressing, so he quickly hugged Jiang Hongmei and went outside for a walk to avoid getting angry with Grandma Jiang again.
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