New Year's Eve, Changping Village.

"Baby, why don't you go set off fireworks with Hong'er, Feng'er and the others?"

Xiao An came to Luo Baobao, squatted down and asked.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi and the others took their children to the entrance of the village to pay their respects to their grandparents and grandma. Yang Huazhong brought out a bunch of fireworks prepared during the twelfth lunar month and distributed them to the children to play with.

Luo Baobao, who used to like setting off fireworks the most, was sitting alone in the corner, holding his chin in his hands in a daze.

"What's wrong, baby? Are you unhappy this Chinese New Year?" Xiao An raised his hand and gently stroked the top of his niece's soft hair and asked again.

Only then did Baby Luo come back to her senses. She glanced at Xiao An beside her and said, "My parents and brother are not at home, and Aunt Duo'er is also married. I feel lonely."

"Lonely?" Xiao An looked around and said, "Don't be lonely, look, there are so many people here, and my uncle is also with you!"

Luo Baobao shook his head, "Uncle, you can't understand what I mean. Please note that I said loneliness, not loneliness."

Xiao An was stunned. What is the difference between loneliness and loneliness?

Seemingly seeing his confusion, Luo Baobao continued: "Loneliness means that there is no one else around you, you are the only one, so you feel that you are alone and alone."

"And loneliness means that there are obviously many people around you, but because there is no one or those few people you want to see the most, you will feel lonely no matter how busy it is. Loneliness comes from here."

She pointed to the left side of her heart.

Xiao An was completely stunned and stayed where he was.

After Luo Baobao finished speaking, when he saw Xiao An's expression, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly: "Hey, uncle, you are a rough man. You won't understand even if I tell you. If it were uncle, I would definitely

Understand."

Xiao An came back to his senses and couldn't help grinning.

"My uncle is a rough man, but rough people also have intentions. Don't worry, my uncle understands what you said." Xiao An said.

"My uncle also has lonely moments. At that time, my uncle and your father went to the southwest battlefield. It was really the first time in my life that I left home and my parents. I remember when I left, your grandma followed behind me.

The look of tears..."

Luo Baobao tilted his head and listened carefully.

Xiao An continued: "Although I have carefully considered going to the southwest battlefield and it is not an impulse, but when I really go outside, I can't help but miss home and my family, but I am a man and cannot cry, so I am lonely.

Every time I look up, I look up at the moon in the sky.”

Xiao An raised his hand and pointed at the moon above his head.

"Look, no matter where we go, the moon is there. We can see it when we sit here, and so can your parents and Chen'er. No matter where we are, we can all share it when we look up.

Moon, when I think about it, I feel much better."

"Then I told myself that I was going to fight well and go home in good condition to make my parents proud! So I was filled with strength and no longer had the heart to be sad, because I found something more meaningful than being sad.

Things to do.”

Xiao An's words made Luo Baobao fall into deep thought.

Xiao An was not in a hurry, he sat next to her and accompanied her patiently.

It wasn't until Yu'er came over with a cloak to pick up Baby Luo that the uncle and nephew came to their senses together.

"Aunt Yu'er, I'm not sleepy yet. I want to sit for a while." Luo Baobao said.

Yu'er smiled softly, sat down on the other side of Baby Luo, and put her cloak on Baby Luo's body.

"The night dew is heavy. Don't sit there for too long. I made dumplings for keeping the New Year together with my aunt. They have your favorite beef filling," Yu'er said.

When it came to eating, Baby Luo's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Beef stuffed dumplings are what my mother likes to make most when she is at home, because she knows that I like to eat them. I wonder if the beef stuffed dumplings you mix will not be as delicious as my mother's?" Luo Baobao said.

.

Sometimes, just because of a piece of food, I suddenly miss someone very much.

Yu'er smiled and said: "This recipe was left to your aunt when your mother went to the capital. Even if the taste is not as good as your mother's, it should still taste like your mother's. By the way, my aunt will go there soon.

We are in the capital, do you have anything you want me to take to your mother?"

Luo Baobao raised his head in surprise, and Xiao An on the side also looked surprised.

"Sister Yu'er, are you kidding her? Are you really going to the capital?" Xiao An asked.

Yu'er shook her head gently, "How could I deceive the baby with such a thing? Well, this is a secret message, I just received it."

Yu'er took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Xiao An.

Xiao An quickly opened it, and Baby Luo also put his head over it. Baby Luo said in surprise: "It's my mother's handwriting, I recognize it!"

There was no unnecessary words in the letter, just a few words, which meant asking Yu'er to go to the capital as soon as possible, and then left an address.

"This is indeed written by my sister, and the address left should be their residence in the capital, Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion." Xiao An said.

Yu'er took back the letter, stuffed it back into her sleeve and put it away.

"Aunt Yu'er, when do you plan to leave for the capital?" Luo Baobao asked again.

Yu'er said: "The sooner the better. I'll go to my relatives' house in the mountains tomorrow to tell them. I should leave for Beijing on the second day of the new year."

She went to the roots of the mountains not to tell her relatives, but to gather her subordinates to go to the capital together.

The letter she showed to Bao Bao and Xiao An was written by her sister, but she also had another letter. The contents of that letter could not be seen without using special means.

The letter mentioned some things that might be of use to her, a saint of the Black Lotus Sect.

But there is no need to mention these things to Bao Bao and Xiao An.

On the first day of the first lunar month, Yang Huazhong's house was particularly lively.

Since Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan are celebrating the New Year this year with the third family member, all the members of Lao Yang's family will come to pay New Year greetings to the old couple on the first day of the new year, so naturally it is Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun who will entertain them at lunch.

In addition to Yang Huamei, the newly married daughter who will come to pay New Year greetings, Xiaoduo, the newly married daughter, will also take her son-in-law back to her parents' home.

Naturally, the Luo family was among this group this afternoon, so in the morning, the main room of the Yang Huazhong family was very lively. Two tables were put together to entertain everyone to eat snacks and drink tea.

"Mei'er, why didn't your father-in-law come with you?" asked Sun.

Yang Huamei shook her head, "Yesterday morning, my father went to my father-in-law and Shuanzi to tell me about Dabai's eyebrows. My father-in-law didn't even care about it, so he called my brother-in-law Wang Hongtao and went to Leigang Town together, saying that he was going

I'm looking for Dabai, he's not back yet!"

"Ah?" Mrs. Sun was dumbfounded, but she was also moved by Wang Hongquan's love for her grandson.

"It's really not easy for your father-in-law. If God opens his eyes, he will definitely find Dabai. Then we can come back and celebrate the New Year together happily," said Sun.
Chapter completed!