Rebirth in the 80's: The Daily Life of the Villain's Mom-Chapter 344: Spring Festival Gala
Upon hearing Pei Yang’s words, Wang Cuilan instinctively wanted to speak.
But then she remembered that today was New Year’s Eve, and the family was gathered for a reunion dinner, so she swallowed her words back.
Forget it, better not say anything.
"Eat!" Wang Cuilan waved her hand, "As long as you can eat, eat as much as you want."
"Mom, don’t worry." Pei Yang solemnly replied.
Wang Cuilan: What is there for her to worry about?
Their mealtime was somewhat early, it was only after six.
With more than an hour until the spring festival gala started, they hadn’t turned on the TV yet, and instead talked while eating.
The family ate and chatted lively, with firecrackers occasionally sounding outside, making it feel very festive.
Jiang Ran thought they were eating slowly, but even after they finished, it wasn’t yet eight o’clock.
After clearing the table, sweeping the floor, and rearranging snacks and fruit on the table, it was still ten minutes to eight.
Jiang Ran: Why does time pass so slowly?
Once seated around the table again, everyone looked towards the television.
The TV was already on.
Watching it, Wang Cuilan’s eyes became moist.
She remembered today was New Year’s Eve, and it’s best not to cry no matter the reason.
So she blinked hard to force back the tears.
"After so many years, our family finally gathered together," Wang Cuilan sighed, "And we even have a TV to watch. In the past, it was unimaginable."
Even though Pei Huai understood what Wang Cuilan meant, he felt a sharp pain in his chest hearing it.
But Pei Huai couldn’t say anything.
What could be done?
He truly hadn’t come back in previous years!
But fortunately, Wang Cuilan didn’t dwell on it, instead talking about the TV.
"I’ve heard people say how great television is, but we never had the chance to watch it. This year, we finally get to see it, and we can talk about it with others."
Hearing this, Jiang Ran couldn’t help but laugh.
Wang Cuilan’s thoughts were quite normal.
But Jiang Ran thought that Wang Cuilan wouldn’t need to mention it, as many people would come to their house tomorrow.
In their local custom, New Year’s Day is for visiting and greetings.
No matter the time, one must go around the village and visit every household.
Their village isn’t too big, so it doesn’t take long to go around.
In previous years, many have come to their house for New Year’s visits, but usually just stand at the door, say a few words, and leave.
But this year is different!
They have a television!
At a time when televisions are still rare, any household with one becomes the popular spot.
If it weren’t for today being New Year’s Eve, it’s likely their house would be packed with guests.
Thinking about tomorrow’s plans, Jiang Ran didn’t pay attention to the time; it seemed to pass more quickly.
Until the music started, Jiang Ran snapped back and looked at the TV.
Not just Jiang Ran, everyone in the room held their breath, no longer speaking, eyes fixed on the television.
After the host’s introduction, the first program turned out to be an animation, even kids Pei Jing’s age found it enthralling.
Although Jiang Ran had heard that the ’83 spring gala was quite classic, he had never watched it in full.
Watching it now, it really seemed very interesting.
