Since returning home from winter vacation, Chen Fan has become particularly sleepy.

Lying in the familiar room and on the familiar little bed, Chen Fan could sleep forever.

At first, Li Jinqiu came over and called him to get up several times, but was later stopped by Chen Jianye.

"The kids finally have a winter break, go home and have a good rest."

For Chen Fan, perhaps what he enjoys is not sleeping in, but the feeling of being a child who likes to be woken up by his parents, has breakfast to eat when he gets up, and does not need to be busy himself.

In this home, Chen Fan doesn't have to think about anything, let go of all the burdens and pressures, and be himself without worries.

The twenty-fourth day of the lunar month.

Chen Fan didn't go anywhere. He stayed at home with his parents to move out all the old furniture and thoroughly clean the room.

Although the house is a bit old, the walls are peeling off in some places.

But after cleaning, Chen Fan felt unusually warm.

At the age of twenty, when Chen Fan woke up, his father had already gone to the village to join the queue for grinding tofu at a neighbor's house, carrying a bag of soybeans.

After breakfast, Chen Fan accompanied his mother to the market in the village.

When he was a child, Chen Fan's favorite thing was to go shopping before the Chinese New Year.

But now, I am not so interested in everything anymore. I am looking at the crowds of people in front of me with more nostalgia.

Today I acted as a laborer, helping my mother carry the chicken, duck, fish, and cabbage she had bought.

Li Jinqiu even bought Chen Fan several hanging firecrackers and two pairs of friction firecrackers.

This was Chen Fan’s favorite when he was a child.

Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I am already a student, but in my mother's eyes, I am still like a child.

On the way back, I occasionally met people from the village.

"Oh, Xiaofan is back. Look at this child, he's already a student..."

"I heard that Xiaofan got a first place in the exam. Wow, that's amazing..."

"This child will definitely have a bright future."

Facing the villagers' praise, mother Li Jinqiu always had a reserved smile on her face.

But Chen Fan could see that his admission to university had given his parents more confidence and made them stand taller in the village.

On the 20th, it is supposed to be a day to kill pigs for the New Year.

Chen Fan's family didn't raise pigs, so they could only buy meat from the butcher in the village.

In previous years, my parents were always reluctant to eat it and only cut a very small piece.

But this year, Chen Jianye directly cut the price of 100 yuan in one go.

Even Chen Fan was amazed by what he saw.

"Dad, has our family become rich? You bought so much meat."

Chen Jianye held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile: "Your mother said that you looked thinner this time, so she asked you to buy more meat to eat more while you are at home."

On the 27th, slaughter chickens and stew meat.

Twenty-eight, fry meatballs and make dough.

On the 29th, steamed buns, fried fish and fried tofu...

On the night of October 1, there were bursts of firecrackers outside the window and fireworks filled the sky.

Li Jinqiu stood in front of the stove, busy making dumplings.

The prepared meal had been placed on the table, and Chen Fan and his father sat at the table.

Compared with previous years, this year's New Year's Eve dinner is obviously a level higher in sumptuousness.

In the eyes of parents, when their children go to school, they have completely grown up.

Chen Fan returned to the bedroom and took out a bottle of Moutai that he had bought in advance from his suitcase.

"Dad, shall we have a drink tonight?"

Chen Jianye glared, "Moutai? When did you buy it?"

"Hey, I bought it at Yunhai."

"This wine is not cheap. You are wasting money again, kid..."

As if he remembered his wife's instructions two days ago, Chen Jianye swallowed back the words he wanted to say to his son.

"Okay. Tonight is New Year's Day. Let me have a good taste of the good wine my son bought for me."

Chen Fan smiled, stood up and went to the counter to get two small wine glasses.

Li Jinqiu came over with dumplings in his hand and saw this scene. He couldn't help but smile and speak.

"I made pork jelly the day before yesterday. Would you like me to cut a plate for you two?"

Chen Jianye nodded, picked up the wine glass, smelled it, then put it to his mouth and took a sip carefully.

Chen Fan asked expectantly, "Dad, how do you feel?"

Chen Jianye thought about it for a while before speaking.

"It's a good-tasting food wine. I don't understand why it's so expensive."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan laughed.

"Moutai is different from other liquors. Other liquors sell products, while Moutai sells culture."

“The word ‘Moutai’ has far surpassed the product itself.”

Chen Jianye nodded thoughtfully.

"You don't understand anyway. It's a shame to let you drink such expensive wine."

After saying that, he couldn't help but close the lid.

"Okay, drink this one."

"After saying that, he took out the barrel of bulk liquor that he usually drank.

Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, there's no need to be so frugal."

Chen Jianye just glared.

"It's a waste to let one person drink this wine. I'll serve it to you when relatives come to visit in a couple of days."

Chen Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want."

This was the happiest New Year's Eve dinner that Chen Fan had ever had in his past and present lives.

In his previous life, Chen Fan Gou's test scores were not ideal, and his relationship with his parents was also old-fashioned and reserved.

It's rare that I can chat with my parents like I did today.

Chen Fan could feel that his admission to the university brought honor to his parents and made them regard him as a human being.

The dumplings on the table were steaming as Zhao 녤山's Spring Festival Gala skit "Part-time Worker" began to play on TV.

The millennium has passed.

It officially started in 2001.

At twelve o'clock, Chen Fan set off several strings of firecrackers in the yard.

Amid the crackling sounds, Chen Fan took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Su Ruchu.

"Happy New Year, my wife."

After a few seconds, Su Ruchu's text message came.

"Happy New Year, honey. I love you."

When Chen Fan saw the word "husband", he suddenly became alert and almost jumped up.

The first thing I wanted to do was to call him, but I quickly regained my composure.

Su Ruochu should be with his family at this time, so it would be troublesome if we called him.

So Chen Fan could only suppress his excitement and sent a text message back to the other party.

"It's the first time I call you hubby. This is the best New Year's gift I've ever received."

Su Ruochu sent a smiley face and followed it with a sentence: "Don't be complacent."

Chen Fan smiled and continued to reply.

"Can you please call me husband in person when we meet for the first time?"

"You wish."

"It's really beautiful to think about it. Wife, when will you finish visiting your relatives? I can't wait any longer now. I want to see you."

As if sensing Chen Fan's thoughts, Su Ruchu's reply this time became very gentle.

"I have to visit relatives and friends over the next few days to celebrate the New Year, and my mother is watching me closely and won't let me go out casually."

"If that doesn't work, we can only have a reunion with our classmates."

Chen Fan collapsed.

"Ah? You still have to wait for God. You might as well just kill him."

"You are not allowed to say unlucky words during the Chinese New Year."

"I can't think of a way to tell my family that I'm staying at a classmate's house for one night on the first day of the new semester..."

If Chen Fan still doesn't understand what this means, then he is really an idiot.

It really takes a lot of courage for the shy and conservative Su Ruchu to say this.

Chen Fan almost screamed with excitement.

"Really? That's great."

"Don't think too much. I just want to make it up to you. I can accompany you for a while at most, but I can't do anything else."

Hearing this, Chen Fan almost couldn't help laughing.

Su Ruochu's words, which were intended to cover up something but made it more obvious, were really interesting.

"Understand, understand. I won't do anything."

"But it's so cold outside, we can go to the hotel and get a room."

"Then we can learn to pick radishes together..."

"I can't help it. You are such a hardworking young man."