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"The time has passed so fast, only three hundred chapters is seven years old!"

Teacher Xu sighed year after year.

After New Year's Day, the world officially entered the 1990s, which was also the last decade of the 20th century. It is still a bit far from mentioning the 80s, and it seems very, very close to mentioning the 90s.

The first batch of post-90s crackled on the ground. Actually think about it, it was almost thirty.

With plenty of time this year, Xiao Xu freelancers, Xu Fei and Zhang Li followed the crew plan and got a long holiday. So they went back to their homes and found their moms.

"Ah, Ancheng! The wanderer in the distance, I am finally back!"

After coming out of the train station, Teacher Xu took a breath of heavy industrial city air and was kicked away.

"piss off!"

Xu Xiaowen kicked off his son and took the luggage in Zhang Guiqin's hand, "Are you all right on the road, are you all right?"

"Okay, why is it bad?"

"It's been a bit chaotic lately, especially at the end of the year, the gang can do everything."

Just three months ago, an extremely large gun-killing military police case occurred in Ancheng. Originally a repeat offender, he was caught by the police after committing the crime and was treated in the hospital with some injuries.

He had two brothers. He first killed a policeman to grab a gun, followed him to the hospital to rescue people, and fled all the way. A total of 8 policemen were killed, which caused a sensation in the country.

Xiu Ai, who was pulled by her father and mother, Xu Fei didn't see it and drove home in a car.

The dark aisles, narrow courtyards, communal kitchens, nothing has changed. The family living opposite is still Zhang family, with too much enthusiasm, "Xiao Fei, oh! I haven't seen you for a long time. When you were a child, I said, this child must have a good life when he grows up. Look at now ... Miss you all. "

"Uncle Zhang, you are doing well, and I miss you too."

The commercial expression on Teacher Xu's face paralyzed me that I had not returned for two years. When he saw the other guy pulling a little fart, he asked, "Is this?"

"My grandson, two years old, you didn't catch up when you were born."

"Oh……"

Xu Fei touched his pocket and took out ten dollars. "It's okay, grow up and study hard to make contributions to the country."

"Oh, what are you doing? Take it back, take it back!"

"See you for the first time, for the child."

"Don't tear it, don't tear it! What are our neighbors' courtesy for decades?"

"For children, for children ..."

The two fully respected the folk culture of the Chinese. After going through a set of procedures, Uncle Zhang watched the ten dollars crammed into his grandson's pocket.

It is not clear in the south, but in the northeast part, when children are encountered during the holidays, they usually have to give some money. And you gave it in the first year, and you have to give it every year.

Tossing, the family of three finally sat in the back room.

Xu Fei figured out two bottles of Moutai, two bottles of Wuliangye, and a hippie smile, "Dad, what's your body like recently?"

"I'm tough, a meal of half a catty of wine and two catties of meat, I eat every day, hum!"

Xu Xiaowen has n’t seen his son in a long time, his face is tight, "Do n’t tinker with that thing, tell me something. That city radio station called me yesterday and told you to record a Chinese New Year blessing, what do you think?"

"How do they know I am back?"

"Anyway, people know, are you going?"

"Go, go tomorrow."

"Ok."

Dad's authority was satisfied, and his heart was refreshing.

joke!

My son is a celebrity. He took the Golden Eagle Award and took a picture with the big leader. The news spread all over. This is called Yijin returning home.

Xu Xiaowen sat for a while, and then went to the old man Hara.

Teacher Xu turned around, constipated. Look at this broken yard, these two rooms, where the parents live in the house, the outhouse lives by themselves, and the planks make the bed.

How fresh! I'm a million-dollar family, a big Golden Eagle winner, outstanding youth representative, two girlfriends, do you still sleep on a wooden board? ? ?

Dogs are not too ugly, and they are not too poor, but since they have conditions, there is no need for hardship and simplicity.

"What are you doing, can't you see the old shack?" Zhang Guiqin understood.

"Mom, let's say one thing. I'm still sleeping in an outhouse. The north wind swishes. Do you think it's appropriate?"

"So what do you want?"

"Let's buy a house."

"Your dad must disagree."

"Sneak buying, when the decoration is over, he can live without it."

To be honest, Zhang Guiqin didn't love it either, he couldn't help but be moved, "So, then buy one?"

"Buy, go now!"

Buying a house in my hometown is pure brains. In 9012, Ancheng's real estate had little potential. But there is no way to accommodate the fathers.

A national housing reform, Ancheng also has commercial housing.

The two of them spent the afternoon ordering a two-bedroom apartment, and then went to the furniture city to make a trip together. In particular, I bought a bed instead of the wooden board, and I changed a big color TV by the way.

Neighbor Zhang's family just looked at it, ouch, lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree.

Instigate!

………………

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve, January 26.

Speaking of this year, this is the Year of the Horse. Last year was the Year of the Snake, Teacher Xu's natal year. Emotional crisis is indeed serious, almost hair dry bird net, nothing.

He was shameless.

The New Year in the bungalow is a feeling, it is snowing, cold, wrapped in cotton-padded jackets, the smell of sulfur is floating in the air, and the fart children yell.

Zhang Guiqin bought some donkey meat in two packages, with three fresh fillings and donkey meat stuffing, or buckwheat donkey meat.

Xu Fei joined in the excitement and suddenly heard the crackling outside. When I went out to see them, the two men in tattered clothes came into play, one holding the Allegro and the other holding the painting of God of Wealth.

"The God of Wealth arrives, and Lucky comes, and the boss makes a fortune every year. The firecracker landing paper blossoms, congratulations to the God of Wealth to your home."

"Grandpa, please invite God of Fortune!"

"How much?" Uncle Zhang also came out.

"five yuan."

"What, five dollars, I only buy a few in the market."

"Can 30 children be the same today? Let's get one."

Xu Fei was too lazy to fudge, bought one for five dollars, and returned to the house. Father and mother marveled, this year, what kind of things are there.

And after yelling outside for a long time, I bought it. This is called precision marketing, because Chinese people have four major mysteries:

"Great New Year!"

"Come all here!"

"Not easy!"

"Everyone is dead!"

In fact, one should be added, "still a child ..."

At eight o'clock, the Spring Festival Evening starts on time.

Zhang Guiqin was busy preparing rice, steamed donkey dumplings, Sanxian dumplings, soft rotten pork head meat, Q bomb trotters, egg intestine, meat intestine, bowl of tuozi and a fried potato ball.

The sage drank the wine first, Xu Fei sandwiched the donkey dumplings, the strength of the buckwheat wrapped the deliciousness of the donkey meat, bite down, the oil juice came straight, the whole person was sublimating.

This year's Spring Festival Gala is very special and is divided into a dance team, a drama team and a quyi team. The captains are Kan Lijun, Zhu Shimao and Tian Lianyuan. In the competition between teams, Li Moran will be the referee.

The most powerful singing, except for the opening chorus, all the remaining twenty songs are solo. Do you dare to think about future generations? In the future generations, in addition to Amao going there every year, how many can solo?

Daddy ’s mother ’s concern is not here, keep talking, “Do n’t you say there is a mountain this year? When will it come out?”

"Wait, say there is."

"Are you still playing Thirteen Incense? Thirteen Incense is so funny, hey, he pretends to be blind."

"Surely the new show, what the old sketch has to watch."

Uncle Benshan, now very popular in the province, the first time he landed on CCTV, his father and his parents are looking forward to it. After a dozen programs in the past, a few lines were printed on the screen:

Sketch "Blinds". Performers: Ben Shan, Xiao Juan.

Xu Fei stared at the TV, and looked at the iconic clothes, hat, and pig's waist face for the first time in front of a national audience.

His early works are very good, "Red Sorghum Model Team", "I want to have a family", "Uncle Niu mentioning", etc., ironic humor, deep.

"Blinds" is also good, talking about the love of the elderly.

The crosstalk sketches of this period, after the explosion, those embarrassing and sensational. Take the elderly, for example, Zhao Ma ’s “Zi Ge Er Zuo is Zi Ge Er Zi Er Go ...”

The image of the characters in the theme is very advanced. What is the image of the elderly in later generations? Cai Ming vomits in a wheelchair ...

"These children have no justice and no filial piety, so they allow his young people to be flirtatious, and even hug them, and the elderly will have to rely on them alone!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Guiqin looked back and forth, "It's so amused, the appearance was quite successful?"

"It was quite successful and did not disgrace the folks."

Xu Xiaowen drank a small wine and tasted: "This content is also good, talk about the current social phenomenon, hey?"

He turned his head, "I said what your kid thinks, the old people are all engaged, when will you get married?"

"My busy business, how can you get married?"

"What's special, you are busy with your career, you can deal with an object first, it's all 25!"

"Oh, don't worry about you."

"Hey!"

Zhang Guiqin said, "Speak less for the New Year."

"OK, OK."

Xu Xiaowen came, "It's really hard wings, no matter what you do, you will be a bachelor forever!"

"..."

Xu Fei was also a little annoyed. Of course, the two of them could not move, and they started talking afterwards.

The structure of the Spring Festival Gala this year is unbalanced. There are too many songs and too few impressions. There is a "small basket" sung by a famous singer.

Language programs are also not outstanding, really "blind date" is the highlight. Uncle Benshan can be described as a blockbuster, but there is a suppression behind.

"Protagonist and supporting role", Chen Xiaoer's pinnacle work.

"Oh, you can control me, can you control who the audience loves to watch?"

"Look at this nose, this eye, this head melon seed, only one out of those thousands of years!"

"I used to think that only I can betrayed like this. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that your Zhu Shimao's brow and big-eyed guy also betrayed revolution!"

"Hahahaha!"

From beginning to end, the laughter never stopped, and there was a joyous atmosphere in the opposite house.

Teacher Xu saw the last, because he knew there was a big surprise. Sure enough, after Tan Yuanshou's "Dingjun Mountain", the bell struck at twelve.

"Looking forward to the arrival of the first spring in the nineties ... Boom!"

"Dear viewers, report good news to everyone, XXX and XXX came to the party ..."

Wow!

Xu Fei slapped outside the TV.

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