This is the Spring Festival!
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On the last day of the year, most people had returned to their hometown. Every family was full of laughter. After all, there were many customs on New Year's Eve, such as visiting their ancestors' graves and inviting them home for the Spring Festival. Therefore, the capital airport, which was usually bustling with people, was a bit cold today.
But there were still many passengers who wanted to go back to their hometown to reunite with their families before the New Year's Eve dinner. The atmosphere in the airport was also very strong, but the stronger the atmosphere, the more bitter it was for them. If it was not for the sake of living, no one would want to go back home earlier. They had to rush to the last moment.
Gongsun came to pick up Qin Sheng and Qin Ran in person. As the housekeeper of the Qin Family, he had arranged everything for the Qin Family.
Compared to yesterday when they came to the airport, there were basically no cars on the way back to the airport today. This huge city had once again become an empty city, but in a few days, it would once again be lively, year after year. It was unknown when this cycle would stop.
In the car, Qin Ran and Uncle Gongsun were chatting about the preparations at home. Qin Sheng looked at the decorations on both sides of the street and the skyscrapers through the car window. He could not help but think of the interesting things that happened when he was young.
Compared to the city, the atmosphere in the countryside was stronger. But it was not as strong as it was when he was young. But Qin Sheng never liked the Spring Festival when he was young, because he felt lonely every time. Every family was reuniting, but he could only stay with his grandfather in the old house.
At that time, Qin Sheng was a bit stubborn. Although he only had his grandfather, he insisted on cleaning the old house, pasting couplets and the word "fu", hanging the China Festival and all kinds of decorations. It must be full of the atmosphere like other people's houses. Luckily, the Lin Family was there. The Lin Family prepared all the New Year's goods in the old house. The Lin Family asked Qin Sheng and Old Master Qin to go to the Lin Family for the Spring Festival many times, but Old Master Qin never agreed. It seemed that in his world, there was no such thing as the Spring Festival. Of course, Qin Sheng would not go either if Old Master Qin did not go. He could only stay with his grandfather in the old house until the second day of the New Year.
Thinking of these past events, Qin Sheng could not help but smile bitterly. The older he was, the more he knew how difficult it was for his grandfather. He had never blamed his grandfather for taking him away from the Qin Family, because he had learned a lot of things from his grandfather, which could not be learned in a lifetime outside.
He had been thinking about how many storms an old man had to go through in his life to be able to be so calm when he was old. Nothing could cause any ripples in his heart. Day after day, year after year, it was as if he was just quietly waiting for death.
Up until now, Qin Sheng had never met such a legendary figure like his grandfather. However, he had yet to unveil the mysterious veil of his grandfather's life.
However, now that he had returned to the Qin Family, he knew that he was not far from that day. The truth of the past would gradually surface. Even if he did not take the initiative to find the answer, some things would come to him on their own.
Returning to the Qin Family was a new life for Qin Sheng. His life would be completely turned upside down. However, everything had its pros and cons. Returning to the Qin Family would also put him in a greater crisis. This was also the fundamental reason why Qin Changan dared not acknowledge Qin Sheng at the beginning. He was afraid that Qin Sheng could not bear all of this.
After all, Old Master had given Qin Sheng more than 20 years of happiness and comfort. He could not let him destroy it …
When they arrived at the alley of the siheyuan, they saw that every household had pasted couplets and the word "fu" on their doors. Only the gate of the Qin Family was still bare. Qin Ran asked with a smile, "Uncle Gongsun, why haven't we pasted couplets yet? Didn't we do it at this time in the past?"
Gongsun explained with a smile, "Master said that he would let you do it this year, so he was waiting for you to come back."
"Poor people are fastidious," Qin Ran said disapprovingly, but she also knew what it meant. If one really counted, this year should be the official New Year in the siheyuan. In the past, it was too quiet. After all, Qin Sheng was back this year.
After entering the siheyuan, Qin Sheng and Qin Ran had lunch and rested for a while. After that, they began to get busy. Gongsun had prepared everything. However, compared with the usual days, many people left the siheyuan on New Year's Eve. This was Gongsun's arrangement. Every year during the Spring Festival, they would be divided into two shifts. After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the bodyguards and servants who stayed in the siheyuan would go home to celebrate the Spring Festival. They would not come back until the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.
Qin Changan was not there. Although he was in a high position, he was busier than anyone else during the Spring Festival. He did not come back until the afternoon of New Year's Eve. He had to visit a lot of people, but a lot of people also had to visit him. Therefore, he had to divide the time. However, this year, Qin Sheng could relax a little, because Qin Sheng could do a lot of things for him.
"Sister, do you think it's OK?"
Outside the siheyuan, Qin Sheng stepped on the ladder and pasted the Spring Festival couplets. Qin Ran was watching him from below. Two bodyguards were stabilizing the ladder. Gongsun was beside him, telling him to be careful.
What Qin Sheng did not expect was that this couplet was actually written by Qin Changan himself. After asking Gongsun, he found out that Qin Changan personally wrote the couplets and the character "Fu" every year. God knew how many tycoons wanted to ask Qin Changan to write this couplet.
Qin Sheng understood after thinking about it. No matter what, the Qin Family was a family of scholars. Needless to say, his grandfather's calligraphy was at the peak. He had been trained by his grandfather since he was a child. He was thrown into the Beilin Museum to copy and so on. Now, he also had some achievements. Not to mention Qin Changan. Therefore, it was not strange.
Just now, Qin Sheng carefully studied Qin Changan's calligraphy. Compared with the Old Master and him, Qin Changan's calligraphy was more or less less mature. However, it was definitely elegant. Qin Sheng sneered at Qin Changan in his heart. If I had known this, I would have written it myself. It would have definitely amazed everyone. That was true. If Qin Sheng wrote it in semi-cursive script, if someone who knew about calligraphy passed by, he would definitely be shocked.
"It's crooked, crooked. Move it to the right, a little higher on the left. Yes, yes, yes, it's done." Qin Ran, who was standing below, raised her head and directed Qin Sheng. Her face was full of happiness.
Within a few minutes, the two of them had pasted the couplet and the character "Fu" outside the gate. They cooperated tacitly. Qin Sheng stood at the door and said with interest, "Not bad. It's just that the calligraphy is not good enough. If it were me, it would be perfect."
Qin Ran did not know whether to laugh or cry. After all, Qin Changan's calligraphy had been praised by several tycoons. Qin Sheng was definitely showing off his slight skill in front of an expert.
"You're bragging. You're getting more and more bragging. Do you know who collected your father's calligraphy?" Qin Ran covered her mouth and smiled. She liked Qin Sheng's serious look of talking nonsense more and more.
Qin Sheng said disapprovingly, "Sister, you don't believe me. You definitely haven't seen Grandpa's calligraphy, right? That's awesome. I dare not say that I can challenge Grandpa, but his calligraphy is just so-so. When there's a chance, I'll write a piece of calligraphy for you as a gift. If you don't believe me, you can find a master to appraise it, or directly take it to Jia De or Poly Auction House. They will definitely be scared half to death by you. "
"Oh, where did you learn to brag? We don't have someone like you in our family." Qin Sheng's bragging became more and more exaggerated. Qin Ran did not believe him and said helplessly, "Never mind if you don't believe me. Maybe I'm too low-key."
You can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. You just want to pour a basin of cold water on him. So Qin Sheng did not bother to argue. He shrugged and said, "Forget it if you don't believe me. Maybe I'm too low-key."
"Believe me, believe me. You're low-key, okay? Then don't be so long-winded. There are still a lot of things to be pasted inside. Hurry up, we still have to go to Sanli River after we finish our work." Qin Ran did not want to continue arguing with Qin Sheng. She pulled him inside.
"Sister, listen to me." Qin Sheng wanted to continue to reason with his sister, but Qin Ran had already ignored him.
Qin Sheng could only sigh, "It's lonely to be a master."
Qin Sheng and Qin Ran pasted couplets and the word "fu" on all the doors and windows of the siheyuan. They also hung a lot of China knots. Together with the lanterns, the entire siheyuan was extraordinarily beautiful.
It was already four o 'clock when they finished the work. Qin Ran took Qin Sheng to the old house in Sanli River. Fortunately, it was not far away. They arrived in less than 20 minutes.
The old house had been cleaned by the aunt. Qin Sheng and Qin Ran pasted the couplets and hung the lanterns in a hurry. It took them half an hour to finish the work.
Last but not least, it was to hold a memorial ceremony for their mother. They put up the offerings brought from the siheyuan. Qin Ran, as his sister, offered incense. After kneeling down and kowtowing, Qin Ran faced their mother's portrait and said happily, "Mom, it's the Spring Festival."
Qin Sheng followed his sister and said, "Mom, it's the Spring Festival."
It had been more than 20 years. The whole family could finally reunite for the Spring Festival …
It was already 5: 30 p.m. when they returned from the old house to the siheyuan. The atmosphere of the Spring Festival was getting stronger and stronger. The radio was talking about the local customs of the Spring Festival. Qin Sheng looked at his sister, who was driving seriously, and felt inexplicably happy.
When they came back, Qin Changan was already there. He was busy in the living room. Qin Ran teased him on purpose. "Dad, I thought you were not coming back. You were going to take your brother to Shanghai to live with grandma."
Qin Changan did not know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that his daughter was teasing him again. He had no choice but to reply, "How could I bear to leave you?"
The tea table in the living room was filled with all kinds of melon seeds, fruits, candies, and snacks. There was no empty space on the table. Qin Ran was confused. "Dad, why did you put so many things on the table?"
Qin Changan did not answer. Of course, he would not tell her the reason. He just pushed Qin Ran and said, "Don't make trouble here. You and your brother bought new clothes, right? Go take a shower and change. The New Year's Eve dinner is almost ready."
Qin Ran curled her lips and said, "How old are you? You still need to wear new clothes."
However, she seemed to have forgotten that Qin Sheng had said the same thing some time ago. She did not care about Qin Sheng at all and took him to buy a lot of things.
However, although she said that, she still pulled Qin Sheng upstairs. This Spring Festival was destined to be different from the past. After all, for so many years, no Spring Festival could make her so happy.
After taking a shower and changing into new clothes, Qin Ran saw Qin Sheng, who looked like a new person. She could not help but say, "Tsk-tsk, you are indeed my brother. You are so handsome. I am almost fascinated by you."
Qin Sheng also looked at his sister in front of him up and down. Her temperament and appearance were really much better than those big stars. He smiled and said, "Well, with such a beautiful sister, of course, I will have such a handsome brother. Otherwise, I will embarrass her."
Qin Ran was amused by Qin Sheng and could not stop laughing. She took Qin Sheng's arm and went downstairs. They were really a golden couple.
As expected, when they went downstairs, Qin Changan, who had just taken a few bottles of red wine from the wine cellar, was directly stunned. He almost said, "You are indeed my son and daughter."
Qin Ran walked to Qin Changan, took her father's arm, and asked, "Dad, why is the New Year's Eve dinner so sumptuous this year?"
Qin Changan smiled faintly and gave the answer. "The guests should be here. You go and welcome them for me."
"There are guests this year? Who?" Qin Ran could not help but ask curiously. In the past, there had never been guests on New Year's Eve.
Qin Changan deliberately kept her in suspense. "You will know when you go out."
When Qin Ran took Qin Sheng out of the siheyuan, they waited at the gate for less than two minutes. Two cars stopped at the gate of the siheyuan. When they were wondering who it was, they saw their uncle and aunt getting out of the car slowly, followed by their two cousins, their cousin-in-law, and their children.
Qin Ran was shocked by this surprise. She was so excited that she did not know what to say. It did not occur to her that her uncle's family would come to the siheyuan for the Spring Festival. It was really unexpected.
The siheyuan in the past was really crowded this year. Qin Ran only wanted to say, "This is the real Spring Festival."
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