At the beginning of the New Year's Eve, the first day of the Chinese New Year is the main one. Early in the first day of the New Year, Beibei ate dumplings at home, but she was not the first to go out. The old lady held her energy and didn't play mahjong when she got off New Year's Eve. She was so itchy that she had not been able to wait for the dishes to clean up and went out early.

"Babe, you clean up, mom won't have any space for a while." Mom stepped inside and outside the door, and before she could talk, everyone went downstairs.

"Oh!" Beibei responded quickly. She was very proud and waited for the old lady to go out. She looked downstairs pretendingly, and saw that her mother had left happily, she dragged it completely. She quickly picked up the dishes, wiped the handle randomly, and turned to the balcony. She picked two large bags from the pig claw basin at home, quietly hid it in the mezzanine of the handbag, and then went back to the house and put it on as if nothing had happened.

When he walked to the door, the girl shouted in a fake manner: "Dad, I'll go out for a walk." Before Comrade Lao Wen could tell me the reason, she snatched the door and left.

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It is probably so cold every year during the Spring Festival. After a while, Beibei felt that his hands and feet were frozen. The time she made an appointment with Peng Cheng was at this moment. When she came, he had been waiting at the station for a long time.

Time is such a good thing. Beibei only met Peng Cheng on the second day of the Spring Festival last year. The two made an appointment with him as a station, but it was a long-distance bus station. It was finally warmer than here.

"Wife, where are we going?" Peng Cheng took Beibei's handbag and reached into the bag and rubbed it. The two pig paws inside. "Wife, is your mother making a white water or a sauce this year?"

"Don't you like to eat plain water? I deliberately stopped my mother and didn't let her have any sauce." Beibei said, and wanted to take the bag.

"Yes, yes, Baishui." The young man turned sideways and didn't let the girl touch him. He looked at her and smiled like a stupid child.

Even if the two of them got in the car, they didn't know where to go. The first day of the New Year was not as usual. All the entertainment venues were closed on this day. Peng Cheng was unwilling to stay in the temporary dormitory of the bathhouse on such days. Almost everyone went home, and he was left alone, so as if no one wanted it?

"Brother Peng, why don't you go home?"

"Why don't I go home? Isn't this to spend the New Year with my wife? I'll go to her house tomorrow morning, and why do I have to go back to do it? I'll take her back in the second day of the New Year." That's what Peng Cheng told people the night before. On the night of 30, the bathhouse was the only half day of the year. The person on duty ran home after work. He was the only one himself, and he had to stay in the mobile room behind for a night, which was noisy.

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"Let's open a room!" Peng Cheng stopped at the door of a hotel. "Wife, I can still stay here for a night and go to work tomorrow."

This is not the first time he has made a request to book a room. To be honest, it is actually nothing. Beibei looked back at him blankly. Can she still refuse?

"My wife, today's first day of the New Year, can I go back? They have been back for the New Year, and there is no one in that place. I'll go to your house and you can let me go."

"Anyway, I would rather stand outside for a night than go back and be embarrassed."

The hardships of life alone have disappeared for so many years. Peng Cheng has always celebrated the New Year by himself and doesn’t feel anything. As long as he doesn’t think of Peng Xuelilai, he doesn’t think he’s pitiful, and he doesn’t feel any warmer. That is, the girl around him is like a fire ball, and she always uses tears to melt his heart, making him always think of Peng Xuelilai.

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The New Year of the 2000th year, the New Year's Eve of the Millennium Year. Peng Cheng spent the second half of the night in the second uncle's house. That was his first time to go to the second uncle's house. The child cried with tears in his face. It was blown dry by the wind, and it hurt. He felt that the place was better, there was no wind inside and it was warm. From the gap between the fire poles, Peng Cheng saw his parents looking for him, and Zhang Chao, and he was looking for him.

Zhang Chao was frightened. He was so taller than him, thinner than Caihuo. Peng Cheng has always liked his brother quite a lot. He is taller than him and is braver than him. He thought he... Now he is so despair that he can be so scared. Peng Cheng can see that Zhang Chao is very scared. He was a little happy for this. He seemed to have taught Zhang Chao some lessons. Tears flowed into his mouth. It was no longer very salty. At a young age, he pulled out his sleeves and wiped his face.

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That night, he was finally found by his parents and Zhang Chao, but he didn't want to go home. Zhang Chao stood beside him and pulled his sleeves hard, pulling the cotton fabric of his clothes so long that he stretched out, and he didn't let go. The two boys yelled with force, and no one wanted to let anyone go.

"If I don't leave, I'll be at the second uncle's house."

"Second! What are you making fun of? You go home smoothly, and you will be the one who is going to do it during the New Year." Peng Cheng's mother is quite pretty, with her waist and her butt. She reached out and pounded Peng Cheng's head while talking, making the young man feel sweet in his mouth. "Your brother said a few words, you run away and go home with his mother."

Peng Cheng glanced at his father who had been smoking silently. In his young heart, he didn't know if he was his father. Why did he know Peng Xueli, a father for more than ten years? Now this strange man never says a word to protect him, which is similar to Zhang Chao. Why is he his father?

"I won't go, you guys go back! That's not my house." The stubborn child is far more powerful than adults. Peng Cheng believes that he is a mother and beats him, but he just bites him to death and refuses to go home.

"Where are you going if you don't go back? Then why isn't it your house?" Peng Cheng's mother was completely angry and started to shout like a furious person.

"I'm here!" The child was still stubborn.

"Your second uncle is so annoyed you." Seeing that it was useless to be anxious, the mother hurriedly pulled her son, pinched Peng Cheng's thigh and twisted it around.

"You twist, I won't go back if you twist it for a while." As he said that, tears oozed out of his eyes, but he still refused to beg for forgiveness. He was so aggrieved. Why did this mother only know how to beat him and couldn't ask him why he didn't go back?

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"You're so silly, don't follow me."

In the afternoon, Zhang Chao said this. If it weren't for this, he would probably not have been so determined not to go back! At that time, Peng Cheng's lips were not the scars now, that was... that was, a gap that could not be hidden extends into his nostrils. It was his shadow, flaw, and cancer since he was a child, and in short, it could not be touched. The father named Peng Xueli told him that his father never let anyone say this. He would fight with others. A person who was more gentle would hit people because he said Zhang Chao.
Chapter completed!