Time flies so fast, and the New Year is almost here. In the past few months, Xu Jiaojiao's career has been booming, and the clothing store she opened has become well-known in the county.

Xie Zhi’s school salary increased from eight yuan to ten yuan, and the work point system was also abolished. The village was divided according to class status, and there would be no more big pot meals and work point system in the future.

Because the Xu family had several sons who had formal jobs and was also the village chief, they received the least land in the village.

It was snowing outside, and a layer of white snow had piled up on the ground. Xu Jiaojiao and Xie Zhi were sitting at the table seriously. In front of them were glutinous rice and paper-cut patterns, and they were cutting paper-cuts seriously.

All the brothers in the family came back, except for the second brother who was serving in the army and did not get leave to visit his family. The rest of them came back and happily helped prepare lunch.

The snow in the yard had been cleared, and snowflakes were still floating over the woods.

"Jiaojiao, come and warm yourself by the fire."

“Here I come.”

Xu Jiaojiao grabbed Xie Zhi's hand and walked out. The two smiled at each other.

The fire outside is burning brightly. It's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when the snow melts.

She was wearing a red woolen coat and a white scarf newly knitted by her mother. She was looking at the scenery outside the mountain. There were roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts under the fire.

"Jiaojiao, do you want to eat chicken feet?"

"Drink some milk."

As they were talking, the family looked at each other and towards the stove together. Time was frozen at this moment. The third brother picked up the camera to record it. The photo showed everyone's smiling faces.

Xie Zhi sat quietly aside, peeling chestnuts and roasting peanuts for the girl. His eldest brother and father were talking about work, while his mother and the others helped to process the ingredients and prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Xu Ze handed the bright red candied haws to his sister: "This is the last one, I stole it from your fat brother."

Xu Jiaojiao took it with surprise, looked at the icing and colorful sugar coating, and took a bite.

"Fifth brother, you are still good to me."

After eating, they passed it to everyone one by one, taking a bite, even grandpa ate it.

"Hey, you little heartless boy, I was the one who spent the most time with you when you were little. So, when are you and Xie Zhi going to get married?"

The two smiled at each other. Xie Zhi ate the hawthorn in his mouth, took the girl's hand, and smiled brightly: "How about getting married after the college entrance examination?"

"I think so."

The New Year’s Eve dinner was extremely sumptuous. After the meal, we gathered together to listen to the radio. Although there were no pictures, the sounds still made us very happy.

Xu Jiaojiao and Xie Zhi leaned close together and whispered in the man's ear: "This is great."

"I think so too. We should be together every New Year in the future." After saying that, Xie Zhi looked at her with gentle eyes.

Some were happy and some were sad. Sheng Jie fell ill and suddenly had a high fever. He also had large bumps on his body. The village doctor was called, but the doctor said he had syphilis or something.

Wan Hong was already deeply shocked, and in a fit of rage, she fainted. Sheng Jie lay on the bed in a daze. To outsiders, he did not seem to have any reaction, but in fact, he was already heartbroken.

There was a look of numbness in his eyes. So be it, my life was terrible anyway.

"How could God do this to me?"

An Yu happened to hear these words when he came to see him, and learned the news about Sheng Jie's illness. He was so scared that his face turned pale, and he rushed to the county town to check if he was infected.

Sheng Jie, who held out the last glimmer of hope for this client, spat out a mouthful of blood in his throat and fainted. The doctor diagnosed that he would not live long.

"That's all. Let's leave it at that."

Xu Jiaojiao took a hot bath at night and had no idea what was going on. By the time she went to bed, her body had already been warmed by Xie Zhinuan.

He pulled the girl into his arms and kissed her lovingly: "Jiaojiao, I love you."

"Thank you, I love you."