A Lucky Coin

This is probably the year that Yan Hang spent most like "the New Year at ordinary people's house", eating New Year's Eve dinner, chatting and watching the Spring Festival Gala, and setting off firecrackers.

After a noisy night, it was not until the middle of the night that it eased.

After he was relieved, he couldn’t fall asleep, his emotions were piled up, and he didn’t feel sleepy. He sat next to the window on the first day of the new year and talked until dawn, and then the two lay sideways on the bed, not knowing whether they were sleeping or waking up until the grandmother came near noon. Knock on the door.

"Get up, take the New Year's Eve, and the money." Chuyi patted him.

"Ah." Yan Hang felt that the New Year's Eve is still very attractive, and immediately struggled to get up.

Both grandparents and grandparents were wearing red cotton-padded jackets sitting in the living room. The firecrackers were set off all night, and the room was full of gunpowder smoke. You could even see the blue smoke passing by.

Very old.

After a burst of firecrackers went off outside, Grandpa took the time to speak: "Come."

I walked over on the first day of the new year and bent over to grandpa and grandma: "Grandpa and grandma are over, happy new year."

"Happy New Year," Grandma smiled and took out a red packet and handed it to him, "Grandma is a little unaccustomed to look like this young man."

"Come, take it." Grandpa also took out a red envelope and gave it to the first year of the junior high school.

Yan Hang stood behind and looked at him. He didn't know what a formal New Year's Eve red envelope process should look like. After all, there was no formal experience, but it was too simple for the first year of junior high school.

"Five-star, come," grandma beckoned to him, "the first day of the first year of the middle school is not easy to speak, but this is the same sentence for New Year. If you hear more, you will be anxious. You speak fluently, you have to say something auspicious."

"We still have to kowtow, kowtow." Lu Yi added on the side.

"You didn't kowtow, you want someone to kowtow," the grandfather said with a smile, "Kids are just kowtows, you are all big kids, don't kowtow."

Auspicious words.

Yan Hang had never spoken auspicious words, and his first reaction to auspicious words was a hundred years of harmony, which made him very speechless to himself.

"Grandpa and grandma have a good New Year," he first took the words from the first day of the new year, and then after thinking about it, he memorized all the words that could be concocted with auspicious dialects that he had swept up in such a big way. "I wish you good health. Every year there is more auspiciousness and great benefit, and my wishes will become blessed, such as the East China Sea and the longevity of Nanshan...

Grandpa and grandma listened happily, but grandma slapped her hands and laughed hard: "Good, good, this is good."

When receiving the New Year's money from the two old men, Yan Hang suddenly felt a bit sore in his nose.

"I have something to send, you guys," entered the house on the first day of the new year, took a box out, "buy you, a hand, a mobile phone."

"Oh, why are you still spending this money," Grandpa was stunned, "We won't use it either."

"Elderly phone is very simple," Chu said, putting a box on the coffee table in front of them, and said as he opened it, "You will be able to call me in the future."

"Where did you get the money?" Grandma said, "Is this expensive?"

"Not expensive," said the first day of the new year, "I work part-time, I have a job, and pay."

"Look at this kid," grandma wiped her tears, "this kid, I want to buy us things with a little money."

Yan Hang sat next to him, watching the first day of the first day stumblingly teaching the two old people how to call, feeling like watching a movie clip.

Although he was right in front of him, when he looked at it, he was a little in a daze. He always felt that this scene was already part of his memory. It was snowing outside the window, and firecrackers sounded from time to time. The room was very warm, and he could smell the smoke of gunpowder. A handsome Potato is teaching Grandpa Potato and Grandma Potato to make a phone call.

He smiled.

"You can see it," said the first day of the new year. "Just press, press this 1, then press this, this green one, my phone will ring."

"I will try," Grandpa pressed twice on the phone, and the phone rang in his pocket on the first day of the year. Grandpa said with a smile, "It rang."

"Then I will answer and answer the phone," Chu took out his mobile phone and answered the call, "Hello?"

Grandpa took the phone to his ear and shouted, "Hey!"

"No need, so loud, loud," retired to the room on the first day of the new year, "usually, just talk like that."

"Yes," Grandpa handed the phone to his grandma's ear, "Listen."

"Grandma." said the first day.

"Hey! Listen—it's—" Grandma shouted.

"Don't shout," Grandpa patted her, "You are scary."

After grandparents mastered the skills of making and receiving calls, they went to the kitchen to be busy.

He and he were on a plane in the afternoon on the first day of the junior high school, and had to leave after lunch.

Yan Hang didn't dare to look into the kitchen. Every time he looked over, he could see grandma wipe her tears.

"Why don't you go in and make a move." Yan Hang looked at the first year of junior high school.

"Will drive me out, come." Chu Yi smiled, he kept leaning against the door and looking inside.

Yan Hang did not speak any more.

Grandparents, grandma and grandpa, said that the family members of the first one were very complete. The old people are all there, there are fathers and mothers...

Yan Hang searched his memory again, except for the unpleasant fragments he had previously dreamed of in his dreams, he had no memories of any family members other than his father.

"Come on," said the first day in a low voice, "I have a gift, a gift for you."

"What gift?" Yan Hang stood up and walked into the house with him, "Do you still want to give New Year gifts for the average generation?"

"No," Chu Yi smiled, "it is as it is, it is going to be given away."

"Okay, let me see what gifts are." Yan Hang sat on the side of the bed and watched the first day of the day turning through his bag.

"This." On the first day of the new year, he took out a small red square box from his bag. "The box is what I asked for, and I wanted it."

Yan Hang took it and looked at it. The red box was a cardboard box. Jewelry sellers at night markets usually gave a small box like this. He smiled and opened the box.

Inside is a string of hand beads.

Stone beads of different sizes, with black metal beads and spacers in the middle.

If he hadn't seen these little stones now, he would have almost forgotten them. These were the ones he gave him when he caught them in the street in the first year of the junior high.

"I am getting more and more professional," Yan Hang put the bracelet on his left wrist, "the size is quite appropriate."

"Sure," grabbed his wrist and circled his fingers on the first day of the new year, "you will know when you catch it, you know."

"Thank you." Yan Hang looked at him.

"You're welcome, this is what I should and should do." said the first day.

"Don't you touch the bright red scarf on your chest?" Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the new year, he patted twice on the chest very cooperatively.

After eating the 18-star lunch made by his grandma, he and the first day of the month took a big bag of local specialties stuffed by his grandparents and gave birth.

On the first day of the new year, the old man was not allowed to go out, so he stopped them at home: "We fight when we go out, take a taxi and leave."

"How expensive a taxi is!" Grandma was startled.

"Consoling us," Grandpa said, "There are almost no taxis and shuttle buses on this New Year's Day."

"Can this comfort me?" Grandma said.

On the first day of the new year, he smiled: "Take the shuttle bus, so you don't, don't go out, it's too cold."

"Grandpa and grandma," Yan Hang said, "if you want to call him in the first year of the junior high school, the phone bill is very cheap now. The money you have on the phone is enough for five years."

"Ah, good!" Grandma nodded with a smile.

After bidding farewell to the old man, he asked on the first day of the first day of the shuttle bus: "Enough for five years?"

"Anyway, you will charge up the phone bill," Yan Hang smiled, "So they feel comfortable."

"Yes," Chu nodded and patted his pocket again, "big money."

The return time feels much shorter than when I went, probably because the two tastes of reunion and parting are different.

There were far fewer people at the airport than on the twenty-ninth day. They could sit at the boarding gate and wait in peace without being called by the broadcast.

"I haven't asked you," Yan Hang stretched his legs and leaned on the chair. "When is your birthday? Is it coming soon?"

"There is one more month." On the first day of the month, he stretched his legs and lined up with Yan Hang's legs.

"Isn't it today?" Yan Hang smiled and shook his feet.

"I thought it was today when I was a child," the first day of the new year also shook my feet, "because of the New Year's place, I just can't live, it's too late."

"How do you want to celebrate your birthday this year?" Yan Hang glanced at him, then shook his feet, "Why don't you invite classmates together."

"Okay," Chu nodded, and continued to shake his feet, "Please dormitory."

"Yeah," Yan Hang continued to shake his feet, tapping his left foot on his right foot on the first day of the new year, "You can go to our restaurant first. We have a birthday-themed dinner."

"Okay." He was a little excited on the first day of the month, and immediately shook his foot and knocked him back.

"You're not over yet, are you?" Yan Hang glanced over to his feet.

"You hit me first," said the first day.

"Follow me as you fart." Yan Hang kicked him in the foot.

"Only you can do it, Akira." The first day of the day also kicked him.

Yan Hang continued to kick him, and he continued to fight back.

This kind of contest between you and me is to put children under ten years old, and to this extent they should fight...Of course, it is probably the two who are still playing this way after ten years of age.

The contest finally ended with a defeat on the first day of the new year. He pulled a wet tissue from his bag and carefully polished his shoes: "Bear stuff, kicked my shoes and they are dirty."

Yan Hang laughed for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw that the two stewardess standing at the boarding gate were also covering their mouths with joy.

"Look at it, let the young lady see the joke." Yan Hang sighed.

"Blame me?" Chuyi looked at him, thinking about it, and glanced over there secretly, "Could it be you, a fan, a fan?"

"It should not be," Yan Hang said, "After all, I only showed my face for a second. After the screenshot, it is still not clear at all. Maybe it is your fan. You have a lot of fans now."

Lu Yi smiled.

"I asked you about Weibo," Yan Hang stretched, "Do you want to make a debut?"

"No," answered immediately on the first day of the new year, "not out."

Yan Hang sighed.

"I've been, the master of gourmet food, the anchor, the man behind," said the first day of the junior high school, "and earning money, Gu."

"Get off." Yan Hang laughed, thinking about it, and then said, "I'm so angry, I'm going red again now."

"You haven't turned red, what red," Chu Yi sighed, "It is finally red."

Yan Hang didn't speak, took out a piece of Band-Aid in his pocket for a long time, tore it open and stuck it on Chuyi's mouth.

The two flight attendants over there laughed.

The time of the New Year is a little shorter for the first year of junior high. Most people around are still immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year, and Yan Hang has started to work normally.

After spending two days at home, he also started to work in the cafe.

Before the change, he didn't feel much. This time, it was because of being with Yan Hang, which gave him the first time in the mood to experience the word "New Year".

I also let him know for the first time that, in fact, he still cares about "New Year".

Just like a birthday, many things depend on who you are with to tell you whether you care or not.

There were no customers in the store, and he was stunned after sitting at the bar on the first day of the new year. On his birthday, he had never looked forward to this day when he grew up.

Yan Hang said to eat first, and then go to karaoke after dinner.

K song?

K songs are very good, young people like them, although he guesses that there are no songs he can sing in the karaoke device...Should I learn a few songs in advance?

Gee.

Learning songs temporarily is not easy.

In fact, it doesn't matter. He sings and recites the scriptures anyway, just click and recite the lyrics.

I was in a daze on the first day of the new year when someone knocked on the bar.

He quickly stood up and said "Good evening" before seeing the person clearly. It was Zhou Chunyang, followed by Gao Xiaoyang and Wu Xu.

"Happy new year, brother," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile, "hurry up, give us a cup of coffee you made the best."

"Happy new year." On the first day of the new year, he laughed. It was boring right now, and he could run into the people in the dormitory.

"We're interesting enough," Gao Xiaoyang leaned against the bar, "come here to go shopping and come here to visit you."

"Not in the dormitory, enough visits." Chuyi said with a smile while making coffee for them.

"Review," Wu Xu said, "I will meet again in two days. It's very annoying and I have to adapt in advance."

They made coffee for them on the first day of the new year and sat down at the table together.

"On your birthday, don't order the cake. We will order you a big one." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Well," Chu nodded, "thank you."

"Does Su Bin want to call?" Wu Xu asked.

"Don't call him, it's awkward. I always assumed that our dormitory is only seven people," Gao Xiaoyang said. "Furthermore, he is so noble. If you call him, he might still think that this is an insult to his personality."

Several people laughed, and sighed on the first day of the month: "He is really invisible than me."

"You are not invisible," Wu Xu said. "The famous dog brother, when you talk about auto repair, you are the dog brother. You are now the spokesperson for auto repair."

"Yes, a few words on behalf of, the most capable, the most handsome, the coolest, and the least talkative..." Zhou Chunyang squeezed his finger, "The professional score is the best."

"It's weird to put the last one here." Gao Xiaoyang sighed, "It doesn't fit the image of Brother Dog."

"Shut up." Chuyi smiled.

Cui Yi's car stopped on the side of the road, and Yan Hang ran over and got into the car, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Are you finished?" Cui Yi glanced at him.

"Yeah." Yan Hang buckled the seat belt and frowned. "Similar to the question asked last time, I also identified the photo today. I have never seen anyone except the lame man. I don't think I can do it well. I can't help if I'm busy."

"The questioning is already a help," Cui Yi said. "You can help with anything you want. Will the police still be so tired?"

Yan Hang sighed and closed his eyes.

"Didn't you tell me about the question about you?" Cui Yi asked while driving.

"I didn't say," Yan Hang said, "Chu Yi is very mindful. I'm afraid he keeps thinking about it. He will have his birthday in a few days. Let's talk about it after his birthday."

"Yeah." Cui Yi replied.

After being silent for a while, Yan Hang turned his head to look at Cui Yi: "Old Cui, there is something, you help me decide."

"Say." Cui Yi nodded.

"On the first day of the new year, I received two calls where no one spoke," Yan Hang frowned, "He feels like his dad."

Cui Yi turned his head and glanced at him: "What about then?"

"On the 30th day, when I accompanied him to his grandfather's house and wandering in the street," Yan Hang said, "I think I saw his dad, but I just feel that I can't be sure. When I turned my head, I saw people."

"You didn't tell the police, did you?" Cui Yi asked.

"I don't know if I should say it," Yan Hang said, "I'm afraid that I will mislead the police and affect their handling of the case. I'm also afraid..."

"I'm afraid that you are anxious to arrest his dad on the first day of the year." Cui Yi said.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

Cui Yi was silent for a while: "It may not be that you are afraid that you think this way on the first day of the junior high school. You think this way for him."

Yan Hang said nothing.

Probably so, although he asked him if he wanted to tell the police when he received the phone call in the first year of the junior high school, he probably didn't think so in the first year of the junior high school, but he always had trouble getting through.

He always felt that his father on the first day of the first year didn't have the courage to handle such a big case, he was just involved, but what if by any chance...

"Tell the police," Cui Yi said, "if it's a clue, the progress of the case will benefit you both, isn't it."

Yan Hang was silent for a while, then sighed: "Turn around."

Grandpa called me early in the morning of my birthday, and when I picked it up, I heard my grandpa keep "feeding" there.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I heard it," he said with a smile, "I heard it."

"Today on your birthday, I wish your grandma a happy birthday!" Grandpa said.

"Very happy." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.

"Your grandma told you not to forget to eat a bowl of noodles." Grandpa said.

"I will tell him myself!" Grandma's voice came from the side.

"Your grandma tells you." Grandpa called grandma.

"Eat a bowl of noodles," grandma's voice rang, "don't forget."

"Yeah!" Chu Yi pressed the corner of his eye, "Remember."

After talking with grandparents and hanging up the phone, Zhou Chunyang smiled and said, "Is pasta considered noodles?"

"Ah," Chu Yi smiled, "I don't know."

"It's okay," Li Ziqiang said, "Brother Hang is here, so it should be no problem to make a bowl of authentic Chinese noodles."

"Hey, I'm hungry now," Hu Biao rubbed his stomach, "Let's get the cake back and eat it."

"Have you ever been on the scale after the Chinese New Year?" Zhou Chunyang pressed his stomach in the past, "Just finished lunch, did you think about the cake again?"

"My stomach, my stomach," Hu Biao said, "it's a carnival once a year."

"Your weight is one, you have been carnival." said the first day.

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao looked at him, "I think you are the birthday star today..."

"No need to read." Chuyi smiled.

"Say it," Hu Biao said, "After all..."

"I don't think he is the birthday star, he is also the dog brother," Zhang Qiang said while playing on his mobile phone.

"I'm on a hunger strike," Hu Biao lay on the bed, facing the wall, "there is no friendship in this dormitory."

"After a little time," the first day of the new year looked at the time, "I will ask you to go to the store."

Hu Biao immediately turned over and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother Dog is interesting."

I am in a good mood today on the first day of the junior high school. I am a year older and 17 years old!

Eighteen years old!

According to the habit of being two years old in some places, he would be nineteen!As old as Yan Hang!

Next year he will be twenty-two, even older than Yan Hang!

Hahahahahaha.

The first couple had fun at the window.

"Nervous." Zhou Chunyang glanced at him.

"Ah." Chu nodded, "It was discovered by you."

Zhou Chunyang smiled and continued to lower his head to play the game: "Have you booked the evening box?"

"Yan Hang said he ordered." said the first day.

"That's fine," Zhou Chunyang said, "he is more particular, and he can definitely book a high-end place."

He smiled and said nothing on the first day.

After staying in the dormitory for an hour, Hu Biao sat up like a pinch, "Brother Dog, walk up from the canteen?"

"Let's go," stood up on the first day of the junior high school, "are you going?"

"Go--" everyone except Su Bin replied in unison.

"Damn," Hu Biao said, "just laughed at me!"

A group of people laughed out of the dormitory and headed for the canteen.

In fact, the commissary has nothing to eat, it is mainly to relieve the hunger.

Not greedy in the first day of the new year, standing at the cashier waiting for them to pick something to eat.

Just about to send a message to Yan Hang, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he sighed as he took out his mobile phone, he was really inspiring...

The word "home" on the caller ID made him stunned for five seconds.

The landline at home is almost useless. Mom and dad use mobile phones, and grandma uses voice control. The landline is generally used by grandpa to call his friends to brag and curse.

He almost never received a call from this number.

Who at home remembers his birthday?

Called here on your birthday?

He was surprised to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Your dad, the world's most promising dad, was caught by the Public Security Bureau!" Grandma's voice came from the phone.

On the first day of the new year, she was stunned, and she didn't realize what she was talking about for a long time.