Chapter 159 Chinese New Year
After receiving the task, Xu Qingzhou went out happily. As soon as he walked out of the door, he couldn't help but take a long breath.
In the afternoon, the golden sunlight shines through the sparse branches of the sycamore trees, leaving mottled shadows on the old walls of the community. Walking on the road, you can hear the rustling sound of your feet on the leaves.
At this time, the New Year atmosphere is already very strong, and shops along the street hang up big red lanterns and couplets, adding a festive touch.
When I came back after buying some light soy sauce, Uncle Zhang, who was on duty at the entrance of the community, had just changed shift and was smoking a cigarette.
Whenever someone comes in, he will press the door button again and again.
"Uncle Zhang, I'm on duty."
"Xiao Xu, go buy something. Your dad just went in."
"He went fishing."
Before leaving, Xu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Smoke less, it's bad for your health."
"It all depends on this cigarette~" the old man waved his hand with a smile.
Xu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly and walked home with a bottle of soy sauce. He vaguely remembered that the old man seemed to have fallen ill and then quit smoking completely.
At this time, the old ladies and old men who were taking a walk outside have not returned home yet.
Just after he took a few steps, he met his next-door neighbor.
"Hey, I haven't seen our great scientist for a long time."
Xu Qingzhou smiled gently: "Aunt Hu, what scientist? I'm just a student."
Someone else said, "Qingzhou, you've been back for so long, but you don't come out for a walk. You're like a newly married girl."
"Read a book at home."
"No wonder he was admitted to Kyoto University. He spent his holidays reading books."
"I used to think this kid would have a great future. Look, he's become a celebrity now."
Two minutes later, Xu Qingzhou finally got rid of the old man and woman and returned home.
Lao Xu has indeed returned.
In the kitchen, Ms. Wang was processing fish scales. It was a grass carp, which looked to weigh about four or five kilograms.
Xu Qingzhou glanced at the fish, it was alive and kicking, indeed different from the sickly fish that Old Xu usually brought back, it was obviously caught, so he flattered him: "Wow, Dad, you caught such a big one, amazing."
He estimated that he would definitely be scolded by Ms. Wang frequently during this period. With Lao Xu around, he could also slip away early when she was scolding him.
Lao Xu raised his eyebrows proudly, feeling that he had finally proved himself, so he talked about his brilliant achievements, "I caught two today, and a small one, which I gave to Lao Cheng. Haha, this guy waited for the whole afternoon and didn't catch any."
Listening to Lao Xu complaining about his fishing friends, completely ignoring the fact that he was also an air force expert, Xu Qingzhou laughed and praised him against his will: "Two more? Awesome!"
"What a pity. There was supposed to be a bigger one, at least 8 jin, but it got unhooked."
"Decoupled? What a pity~"
Wang Xiaping couldn't listen any longer, so she turned around and looked at the father and son who were eating dry food, "Do you want me to build a stage for you two in the community, and you two can go up and perform a piece?"
"Hey~ Qingzhou, go help your mother peel garlic while I change my clothes."
"Oh, good."
The days at home passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was already the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Since he came back, there have been more than a dozen messages asking Xu Qingzhou to go out for dinner, all of which were various classmates' reunions.
The original plan was to invite Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui out for a meal, but the two seemed to be angry with each other. When asked, they both said they had something to do. Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao had no choice but to temporarily give up the meal plan.
Let these two people solve their own problems. The lively atmosphere of the festival can dispel some of the coldness of winter.
That day, Xu Qingzhou didn't wake up until 10 o'clock in the morning. There was no other way, as he stayed up until after o'clock last night.
Although I was a little helpless at first, these days were not without results.
In some ways, the twin prime conjecture and the Goldbach conjecture are not really parallel. For example, for the twin prime conjecture, a=-2 in the Bombelli-Vinogradov theorem is a constant.
Not as vague as the Goldbach conjecture.
Moreover, with the example of Zhang Yitang and others, Xu Qingzhou is not like a headless fly. At present, his main goal is to improve the screening method and gradually narrow the scope. However, it is also very complicated to carry out.
As if she heard Xu Qingzhou get up, Wang Xiaping came out from the kitchen, glanced at him, and then brought a bowl of dumplings to the table.
"Where's my dad?" Xu Qingzhou laughed.
Wang Xiaping raised her chin towards the balcony and said, "There's roasted pig brain outside. Come and help after you finish eating."
"it is good."
After washing up and eating dumplings, Xu Qingzhou ran to the balcony to help. When he opened the balcony glass, he could smell the smell of burning pig hair. The sound of firecrackers could already be heard in the community.
In winter, even in Chengdu, the wind can still be very cold.
Seeing that Xu Qingzhou was only wearing two layers of clothing, Xu Shouyun said, "Put on more clothes. It's cold outside. The weather forecast says it's going to snow tonight."
"It's okay, you won't be cold if you move." Xu Qingzhou smiled, rolled up his sleeves and went over to help.
"You two, father and son, should be more careful."
At six o'clock in the evening, it started snowing outside. The cold wind blew snow grains onto the windows. The house was warm, and the delicious food had already been served on the Xu family's dining table.
Xu Shouyun took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet and poured some for each of the three people.
After dinner, I sat on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala.
At 11:40, Xu Qingzhou picked up his cell phone and went into the bedroom.
"It's great! Before we knew it, this little brat has grown into an adult." Wang Xiaping sighed.
Xu Shouyun also sighed: "The child grows up too fast."
Wang Xiaping added: "The only regret is that there are too few of us in the family to even have a mahjong table together."
"Maybe it will be soon." Xu Shouyun drank his tea and began to look forward to it.
In the bedroom, Xu Qingzhou pressed the answer button, and a nice girl's voice rang out on the phone, "Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"
"I'm chatting with my parents in the living room." Xu Qingzhou said with a smile.
"I hope I didn't disturb you." Song Yao sat on the bed and touched the glass with her fingers. There was a thin layer of mist on it, and she gently traced it with her index finger.
Xu Qingzhou smiled gently, "My parents really hope you will disturb me like this."
"Are you going to the countryside to pay New Year's greetings?"
"Yes, the old man at home has been nagging us to go over there."
When the time came to 12 o'clock, it seemed that the whole world became lively.
"Song Yao."
"Ah."
Xu Qingzhou looked at the gorgeous fireworks outside the window and said, "Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
After a brief chat, the two hung up the phone. Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief. She was in a good mood and planned to continue sitting with her parents for a while.
She opened the door, but their eyes met.
Song Shisong and Zhang Junli were standing at the door, seemingly not expecting their daughter to finish the call so quickly.
"Your father was eavesdropping." Zhang Junli coughed dryly.
Song Shisong: “?”
During the New Year holidays, Xu Qingzhou really did not look at any information. To be precise, he did not have the time. During these two days, he was either paying New Year's greetings or on his way to pay New Year's greetings.
During this period, I returned to my hometown to visit my grandparents who were living in the countryside.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the family returned to Chengdu with a car full of things - there was even an old hen stuffed in the trunk.
(End of this chapter)
