Chenxing vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his family moved a damaged but clean wooden board as a table in the yard. There were two pots of water on it, one for strong tea and one for light tea.
My father, who was out of society at that time, said it was enjoyment.
As winter approaches the New Year, the sun shines warmly on my head, and the whole family imitates his gesture.
Two camphor trees are on both sides of the yard.
A big black dog was lying in the haystack under the tree, and there were several small black dogs nesting next to it. The other side of the tree was surrounded by a fence, and there were a few chickens running happily inside.
Chenxing brought the boiled peanuts made at home and placed it in front of his father. He broke one open and put it back on the table the next second.
He slapped the table, "Bring melon seeds, why did you bring peanuts?" "Why are you so picky? You're not drinking!" Gan Jinfeng took off his apron and came out. Chen Wei sat silently next to Chen Wen, but Gan Jinfeng asked him out, "Why are you standing still and not going to get melon seeds with your child?"
Chen Wei remained silent, but Chen Xing stopped him, "Grandma, you are close to the room, please take it yourself."
Intention: There is more than one way to live in life, and it may be very exciting.