MTL - Live Beautification System-Chapter 97 new year's eve

  Chapter 97 New Year's Eve New Year's Eve

  The new year is approaching, and Ding Mu, who has returned to his home, feels a little empty in his heart, and has been browsing Moments blindly. Looking at the chicken soup for the soul, my heart is slightly sour. I am in the capital, but I have been busy with my own affairs. I seldom visit the elderly. The parents will not come back until tomorrow, so I can go to my grandfather’s house first to visit Grandparents, do your best.

  Now Ding Mu is not short of money. Early in the morning, he drives a low-key van to the supermarket, buys three carts of New Year’s goods, fills up the van, and drives to his grandfather’s courtyard.

  The occasional sound of firecrackers makes the alley full of New Year's flavor. Ding Mu, who was familiar with the road, parked the car to the side of the gate of the small courtyard of his grandfather's house in the alley, and suddenly heard the sound of snow sweeping in the small courtyard.

  Ding Mu pushed open the courtyard door, stepped into the courtyard, and shouted: "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm here to wish you New Year greetings."

  The grandfather in the padded jacket was taken aback for a moment, and then the wrinkles on his face relaxed in surprise: "Old woman, look, your eldest grandson is here."

Grandma's reaction was only a little slow, dragging a big broom and walking quickly to Ding Mu's side, touched the clothes on Ding Mu's body, and said, "Why are you here now? The road is so slippery. Are you wearing thin clothes? It's snowing Don’t let the snow melt the cold, go to the house to warm up and drink some hot water.”

  Ding Mu grabbed the broom in grandma’s hand and said, “I’m here by car, it’s fine. My down jacket is high-grade, and it’s not cold at all. Let me sweep the snow. You can go to the house to rest, and walk slowly.”

Grandma is a progressive person. She didn't bind her feet when she was a child, but she is getting older and can't walk a little bit. However, she is happy to see Ding Mu from the bottom of her heart, but she complains in her mouth: "I don't want to tell you in advance. Grandma is shopping for vegetables." go."

  Ding Mu said anxiously: "Don't, you don't need to buy it. By the way, I brought some New Year's goods in the car, and I will move them here."

  Like all grandpas, Ding Mu's grandpa said: "Come to your grandpa's house, what else do you bring?"

   "It's nothing, your grandson and I won a lot of bonuses this year, buy some new year's goods, and honor you." This is Ding Mu's progress since he went to college, and he would never be able to say such words before, "I'll get it."

   After moving for more than ten minutes, Ding Mu moved all the New Year's goods into the house. There are delicacies from mountains and seas, swallow’s wings and abalone belly, fruits, preserved fruits, and dry goods. There are also several large sets of special-grade fruits and vegetables produced in the special supply base. In addition, there are pistachios, almonds, and pecans from the United States, chocolate from Italy, milk from England, cookies from Denmark, dried mangoes from the Philippines, etc., as well as the traditional Tianfu Hao, Yueshengzhai, and Liubiju in Beijing. , Really filled grandma's kitchen. This time the ingredients are more than enough.

  Ding Mu and his grandpa were sweeping snow in the yard, while grandma was cooking in the kitchen. The smoke wafted from the chimney, exuding a strong New Year flavor. I don't know how grandpa and grandma feel, but Ding Mu's heart is undoubtedly full of happiness.

   After a while, grandma finished the meal, but it was still not on the table. Only Ding Mu had a lunch for two with his grandfather. Grandma's cooking level has never been high, but Dingmu has tears in her eyes when eating, because it is the taste of childhood and the taste of home.

  After lunch, Ding Mu wanted to help grandma clean up, but was dragged to the study by grandpa. Grandpa asked Ding Mu to help grind the ink, and he wanted to write Spring Festival couplets. Grandpa was born in a private school since he was a child. Although he is not a great artist in calligraphy, he has profound skills and high attainments. Ding Mu remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather would practice calligraphy for an hour or two every day.

Not long after, Ding Mu discovered that it turned out that his grandfather had the foresight to let him grind ink, because it was the Chinese New Year, and the neighbors in the alley all came to the house with red paper and embellish pens to celebrate the New Year. I asked my grandfather to write the Spring Festival couplets. As for the brush, it's not money, it's just a New Year's gift or something.

  However, when the neighbors who came to the house saw Ding Mu, they all praised: "This grandson has really grown up, and he is really energetic!"

  Some old neighbors also said: "Do you still remember who I am? I hugged you when you were young!"

   "Ding Mu, he was smart when he was young. In our neighborhood, everyone can recognize it clearly, no matter what grandma or grandpa, no one will miss the last name."

   There is also a hint of something good: "Have you got a date yet?"

  Ding Mu did live with his grandfather’s house for a period of time when he was a child, and knew these old neighbors, but he talked about more than ten years ago, and he had long forgotten who these people were. It was enough to deal with it, with a look of misery on his face.

  Grandpa was particularly happy. He wrote seven or eight couplets in accordance with the requirements of the neighbors, and wrote seven or eight couplets, probably every year.

   At this moment, grandma shouted outside: "Hey, rare visitor. Come out quickly, old man, and see who is here."

  Ding Mu's grandfather Ding Jianhuai heard the words, pulled Ding Mu and said, "I don't know who is here, let's go out and have a look."

   At first glance, two people came outside, one of them was over fifty years old, with a ruddy complexion and an extraordinary temperament. He looked like a big shot in a high position. There is another Ding Mu who is very familiar with, it is Mei Tianlin.

  Grandpa Ding Jianhuai said: "Hey, you are really a rare visitor, why did Zhibai come to my place when he has time, this is Tianlin, he is so handsome."

  Mei Zhibo said: "The old man is really in good health. My father always talks about you at home, and always wants to gather the old buddies to get together again."

"Okay, my body is getting worse every year. I don't know when I won't be able to walk anymore. While I can still walk, we should get together. Come, sit down and talk in the room." Grandpa Ding Jianhuai said Those who have seen the world, said to Ding Mu: "Xiao Mu, this is Uncle Mei, and this is Brother Tianlin."

  Ding Mu called Uncle Mei, and Ding Jianhuai let Mei Zhibai into the room to sit down. Ding Mu and Mei Tianlin didn't go in, they chatted outside.

  Mei Tianlin said: "Ding Mu, come and see your grandpa."

  Ding Mu said: "Yeah, isn't it Chinese New Year? Why are you here?"

   "My uncle has been out of town. I only know that he used to be the mayor, and he has become such a high-ranking official before he knows it."

  Mei Tianlin smiled and said in a low voice: "I don't understand politics, but I know that your uncle and my father are the same kind of people. They are different from grassroots politicians. They still have some ambitions, so they are natural allies."

  Ding Mu nodded half-understood, and chatted with Mei Tianlin indifferently.

  After a while, grandpa called: "Xiaomu, come in, let Uncle Mei take a good look at you."

  Ding Mu heard the words, pushed the door and walked in, not stage fright, politely said: "Uncle Mei."

Mei Zhibo has read countless people, but it is rare to see a child as full of aura as Ding Mu, and praised: "Good boy, a good-looking talent, our two families have been friends for several generations, leave a contact information, and communicate with Tianlin more, My son is still a little capable in the literary circle."

Before Ding Mu could speak, Mei Tianlin interjected: "Dad, don't worry, I have a fate with Ding Mu. We have known each other for a long time. We are going to make a movie together. Xiao Mu still wants to act in his true colors, just for fun .”

   "Take a real role? Playing tickets?" Ding Mu's grandfather was interested, and asked, "Tell me in detail?"

  Mei Tianlin succinctly explained Ding Mu’s article published in Nature, and said that there happened to be a Hollywood-level script, and Ding Mu’s outstanding appearance and unique temperament were the most suitable for him to act in his true colors.

  Mei Zhibai praised Ding Mu and said: "Good boy, he has already made considerable academic contributions at such a young age, and he is also good-looking and talented. The road ahead is very wide."

  Ding Mu humbled himself a few words, and was afraid that his grandfather would object, and added: "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. If it weren't for Brother Tianlin, this kind of social practice opportunity is quite rare."

"Shoot well, and don't let other people's movies go bad. Tianlin, I taught my grandson since he was a child. If he has the foundation, it's fine if he wants to play." Grandpa didn't object at all, and encouraged, "If you need it, I can also play his grandfather in my true colors. Hahaha."

  Ding Jianhuai joined the army when he was young. He was more upright and serious, and he was serious, but he became more humorous when he was old. As soon as the joke was made, Mei Zhibo also laughed, and Mei Tianlin took it seriously.

   Several people chatted for a while, Mei Zhibai had a lot of business, so he had to leave, Ding Jianhuai sent him out, saying that he would let the eldest son also go to Mei's house to pay New Year's greetings. Mei Zhibo achieved his goal and got into the car in high spirits.

After sending away the Mei family father and son, Ding Jianhuai called Ding Mu into the house and taught him, "Ding Mu, since ancient times, evil cannot overcome righteousness, and one must be upright. In terms of seniority and political achievements, your uncle has been a deputy provincial in his life. It's over. But others are too greedy, and your uncle is willing to be poor. No, the country is vigorously fighting corruption, and the position is vacated, and your uncle's opportunity has come, and now a high-ranking official is in sight."

  Ding Mu nodded to show that he was taught. Every time he came, he could get a lot of positive energy from his grandfather. Back then, Ding Mu's uncle was already the mayor of a prefecture-level city, and he couldn't even afford to pay for his daughter's study abroad. Ding Mu's parents, who were business executives, helped raise some money. Fortunately, Ding Mu's big cousin was upbeat, and soon got a full scholarship, and she was able to support herself.

  However, being an honest official is a good thing after all. If you can become the governor of a province, you have basically entered the circle at the top of the pyramid when you are an official in Dahua, and you can retire at least at the age of 65, and your political life will be extended for another 5 years. This is definitely a great thing for Dabo Dinguo, who advocates serving as an official to benefit one party.

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