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Chapter Thirty: Spring Festival 1

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    A week after the dinner, the Spring Festival holiday ushered in. After saying goodbye to Li Shaohui, Yu Qiangzhai, Luyao Xia Xue and others, they also embarked on a journey home.

    The Spring Festival is a feast for the rich and migration for the poor.  Every year, I don¡¯t know how many people tie their nostalgia and longing to that small ticket, travel thousands of miles, climb mountains and wading, and return to a strange but familiar hometown, just to comfort the lost family relationship.

    But after returning, I found that although my hometown is still there, things have already changed, and I can no longer integrate into it.  After a few days of small gatherings, I will leave in a hurry, and return to the city that does not belong to me to work hard, leaving endless worries and thoughts for parents and children, like this every year, again and again

    The city that cannot be integrated into and the hometown that cannot be returned to have become a sad and true portrayal of this era.

    This is when Li Shaohui stayed at Luyao's house, Yu Qiangzhai gave him some warning words from the Internet.

    Li Shaohui was deeply touched, and the anticipation and longing for going home also faded a lot.

    What's more, for parents and elders who expect their children to be married, if they see themselves returning empty-handed, they will inevitably be disappointed again, and then they will continue to instill the idea of ??starting a family first and then starting a career, telling themselves to solve life-long events as soon as possible.

    Li Shaohui looked at the young couple cuddling each other in the station; or the happy family of migrant workers carrying a lot of luggage I was somewhat envious.  He looked at his watch, and there were more than two hours before he could get on the bus, so he walked around the hall a few times, and chose a secluded corner to sit down and rest with his eyes closed.

    "I thought you were here." While Li Shaohui was sleepy, someone patted him on the shoulder.  He opened his eyes and saw the beautiful woman in front of him, leaning against the wall, looking at him with a smile.

    "Sister Xue, why are you here? Aren't you going to fly back to your hometown in Chengdu?" Li Shaohui hurriedly stood up and gave up his seat.

    Xia Xue didn't answer, but giggled for a while before saying, "Hui Wazi, why are you so cute?" After she finished speaking, she pouted at the vacant seat next to Li Shaohui.

    Li Shaohui smiled embarrassingly, not to be outdone, and said: "No way, if I see Sister Xue, you will be insane, and you will do nothing."

    "Poor mouth." Xia Xue punched Li Shaohui and sat down beside him.

    Li Shaohui asked again: "You haven't answered my question yet? Why are you here?"

    "Something happened at home, and it doesn't make sense for me to go back, so I can only go to other places!" Although Xia Xue said it plainly, Li Shaohui always felt something was wrong in his heart.  What is there to see outside?  So Li Shaohui asked again: "What about your husband? Doesn't he accompany you?"

    Xia Xue shook her head and smiled wryly: "He is a busy person, how can he have time?"

    "Then you go out to play alone?"

    "Um."

    "Then where are you going?"

    "Hey, you're never finished, do you want me to tell you about my aunt's life?"

    "I don't care about you, why don't I be generous and lead you back to my house?" Needless to say, the situation in front of Xia Xue must have encountered some difficulties again. Since she didn't want to say more, Li Shaohui could only pretend  Deaf and dumb, teased her with jokes.

    "Are there any apprentices like you who molested the master?" Xia Xueliu raised her eyebrows, and stretched out her small hand to pinch Li Shaohui.

    Li Shaohui grinned from being pinched, and begged for mercy: "Who made you the little dragon girl in my heart!"

    Xia Xue gave her a white look, and scolded with a smile: "Bad guy, then you have broken an arm too!"

    "Then if I break it, then you will have to be my dragon for the rest of my life!"

    While Li Shaohui and Xia Xue were fighting, time was also passing by quickly. After a while, the broadcast sounded. Xia Xue got up, carrying the expensive small bag, pulling the suitcase, and giggled at Li Shaohui a few more times before Shi Shiran  away.

    Li Shaohui also smiled and waved goodbye, but seeing Xia Xue's graceful back gradually disappearing in the noisy crowd, he suddenly felt that Xia Xue was also a lonely person.

    Li Shaohui felt melancholy, and was very dissatisfied with Xia Xue's husband. What's wrong with this man, leaving such a good wife alone to not love him?  How could she have the heart to let her wander outside alone at the time when the whole family should be reunited?

    Li Shaohui got into the car, still struggling with this matter in his heart, and he thought of the delicate relationship between himself and Xu Nuo, Xia Xue, and Lu Yuan.

    Based on what I know about Xia Xue, she shouldn't have anything to do with Lu Yuan, but what happened to her affectionate look at the two at the annual meeting?  And does Xia Xue have any thoughts about herself?  What kind of heart do I have towards Xia Xue?  if?It is dull, a bit vicissitudes, like the anxious voice of my grandmother calling Li Shaohui home late at night when I was a child.

    At this time, Li Shaohui's father also had a vicissitudes of life, with pain, longing, and remorse

    "Let's go." Li Shaohui picked up his mood and helped his father go away.

    Later, the father and son calmed down and visited their uncle and aunt

    However, after visiting for the past few days, Li Shaohui's mood declined, and he never wanted to go out again.

    Through these few days of contact, Li Shaohui found that his relatives and friends were much strangers.

    Apart from the surprise of the first meeting, everyone had nothing to say to each other, so after a moment of silence, everyone could only play with their mobile phones.

    Sometimes it¡¯s better to meet brothers and sisters who are extroverted, and we can chat for a few quarters of an hour, but it¡¯s just some old and pale old stories, and then talk about whose child has a partner and gets married.  Painful and nonsensical, extremely boring, as for ideals and feelings, they have all become symbols in memory.

    However, this is not the fault of people. After all, this is a society that looks at money. Without money, one is useless. Without money, one is a complete loser. Who has leisure time to talk about ideals?  Talk about life?

    Author's experience: I am also here to write about the Spring Festival, do you feel the same way?  Ha ha.  .  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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