New Year's Eve.
Jiang Xiumei went back to town alone, with only Jiang Xiaoman and Jiang Xing at home.
The Yu family next door also quieted down, and the aunts of the workers also went home for the New Year holiday, and there was no movement at all.
Jiang Xing went out to buy couplets early in the morning, and his uncle and nephew posted them together.
After it was pasted, Jiang Xing felt it was inappropriate and tore it off again.
Jiang Xiaoman glanced at him and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing?"
"It doesn't look good, this couplet is wholesale."
"Oh."
Isn't that the case
Jiang Xiaoman didn't understand what he was struggling with.
After a while, Jiang Xing found paper and ink with a red background and asked Jiang Xiaoman to write.
"You can write it." Jiang Xing spread it out, "If you write it, it will look good when you post it."
Jiang Xiaoman didn't know where his confidence came from, thinking that she could write well. She has been practicing calligraphy for a few days, but she can only be considered square at most. Compared with wholesale, it does not look good at all.
Helpless Jiang Xing insisted, Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to write a few words of blessing. After writing, start writing couplets again.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Xiaoman couldn't figure out what couplet to write. She stared at the word "Fu" a few times, and suddenly moved her pen to write a "star".
This Jiang Xing is happy.
The more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt, and he praised: "Not bad, lucky star, the meaning is concise and comprehensive, very lucky."
Jiang Xiaoman was also happy and started to play.
She wrote a "golden and jade full house", and another "thriving".
After writing, let Jiang Xing take it and paste it.
Therefore, this year's Spring Festival couplet of the Jiang family is unique.
Left: thriving
Right: Gold and jade full hall
Horizontal batch: Lucky Star
What is flat and quiet, what is neat and tidy, there is no such thing.
But Jiang Xiaoman felt very good and very satisfied, Jiang Xing also felt very good and very satisfied.
When it's over, everyone goes back to their own business.
Jiang Xiaoman went back to the bedroom. First, he said New Year's greetings to Ye Jiajia, and then to Zhang Xinhua. He was so busy that he also said New Year's greetings to Sun Xiaojie.
She also called Yu Qingshi to say New Year's greetings, but the other party didn't answer.
When he had nothing to do, Jiang Xiaoman pushed open the window and started reading.
As the evening approached, Jiang Xiaoman came back to his senses. When he looked up, he found that it was snowing unexpectedly.
The snow was not heavy, and it fell silently.
Jiang Xiaoman patted his face, stretched out, stood up and shouted downstairs, "Uncle, I'm hungry."
Jiang Xing also has a lot of experience on how to take care of herself when Jiang Xiumei is not at home.
He asked Jiang Xiaoman to add a piece of clothing, and he also added a coat, and then drove out to eat hot pot.
Hey, he's already made an appointment.
Never again, like the first year, like a headless fly.
The uncle and nephew ate mutton hot pot, and the soup was very clear and fresh. Jiang Xiaoman first scooped a bowl of soup and water to warm her stomach, then put down the processed mutton, and then put down the meatballs. Just as she was pressing the meatballs, the phone rang.
When he opened it, he saw that it was a call from Yu Qingshi.
Jiang Xiaoman took a mouthful of the balls, and then answered the phone in a vague voice: "Hey, Yu Qingshi, what are you doing?"
"In..." Yu Qingshi was quiet, there was no sound at all, "I'm looking at the moon."
Jiang Xiaoman snorted, "Isn't it snowing where you are?"
"no."
"It's snowing at our house."
"Is it big?"
"It's very small." Jiang Xiaoman stood up and walked outside the door. At this time, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow, and she suddenly said, "Let me make a snowman for you."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Yu Qingshi frowned, wondering what she thought suddenly.
After hesitating for a long time, when Yu Qingshi was still debating whether to continue to call her, Jiang Xiaoman sent him a photo.
She really pinched a pocket snowman. Three fingers thick, small, very cute. The little man is chubby, has no hands and no neck, and his eyes are just poking two holes with his hands.
She took a picture of the little snowman on her hand and sent it to Yu Qingshi.
In the dark night, the snowman and her palm were illuminated brightly. The palms were a little red from the cold, and the slender fingers supported the snowman, looking a little trembling.
Should be icy. Yu Qingshi thought.
"This is you." Jiang Xiaoman said, "I'll pinch another me."
"...Don't freeze."
"How could it be? It's just a trivial idea." Jiang Xiaoman wasn't afraid at all, she was having fun, and she really pinched herself again.
Put the two little snowmen together, take a photo, and send it to Yu Qingshi to see.
… Yu Qingshi kept it silently.
He thought the two little snowmen were cute too.
But having said that, although Jiang Xiaoman is very confident in her hands-on ability, after so many years, her workmanship is still so poor.
After eating and drinking, the uncle and nephew went home.
The next day, the snow stopped, and Jiang Xing went to pick up Jiang Xiumei.
As soon as Jiang Xiumei saw the couplet at the door, she stood there and watched it for a long time. With her intuition, she felt that the couplet was not right, very wrong.
Jiang Xiaoman felt a little guilty. She knew that her grandmother valued the sense of ritual for the New Year and the festival the most.
Grandma is going to tell her...
Just when Jiang Xiaoman wanted to surrender himself, Jiang Xiumei said, "Xiaoman, your couplet is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Too few words. Write more next year."
"Oh." Jiang Xiaoman nodded obediently, "Okay."
Jiang Xiaoman has already thought about the couplet for next year.
Left: Thriving and leading the way
Right: The wealth of gold and jade is rolling in
Horizontal batch: Lucky Star Gao Zhao
More words.
After the new year is spring, the weather is gradually getting hotter, Jiang Xiaoman has started school, and Jiang Xing is busy.
Jiang Xiumei felt sorry for the child, and felt that Jiang Xiaoman looked thin here and thin there. She felt that she might have studied hard and starved and lost her body, so she decided to make up for it.
Jiang Xiaoman ate brain flowers for a while, and a series of brain-invigorating soups, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.
She squeezed her arm and patted her stomach again, rejecting Jiang Xiumei's feeding.
Jiang Xiaoman said, "Grandma, if I get fatter, I won't look good anymore."
"Where is it? It looks good."
"The waist is thick, the legs are thick, the arms are fat, and the face is round."
"What's the matter? Can't the leg of the school uniform fit you?"
"...!" Is this a question of whether it can be installed or not? This is clearly a question of whether it is beautiful or not.
Jiang Xiaoman said righteously, "Grandma, I can't eat anymore, I've gained five pounds."
She usually consumes a lot of money. Although she eats a lot, her figure is not cumbersome at all, and she is very slender and beautiful. The limbs are well-proportioned and the body is graceful.
Even if you gain five pounds, it doesn't matter.
But she is beautiful!
Jiang Xiumei's persuasion was fruitless, so she did not force Jiang Xiaoman, but could only focus on another child.
Jiang Xiaoman does not need to make up, so he will make up for Jiang Xing.
Jiang Xing is so old, and he is usually too busy to touch the ground, so he should make up for it. Look at him, haggard now.
Having found a new target, Jiang Xiumei finally let go of Jiang Xiaoman's small waist and devoted herself to nourishing her son's body.
On the first day, stew chicken kidneys.
The next day, braised pork kidneys.
On the third day, oyster soup.
Day 4…
On the fourth day, Jiang Xing did not move.
He excused to put it away and eat it later, not daring to reject Jiang Xiumei's kindness in front of her.
Jiang Xiumei didn't think much about it and let him go.
After he left, Jiang Xing said to Jiang Xiaoman with a bitter face: "Xiaoman, come and eat."
"Ah? Me?" Jiang Xiaoman looked inexplicable, "but grandma said it was specially made for you."
"… Uncle can't take it anymore."
"It's only been a few days for you, I still insist on it for half a month, how can I not bear it?"
"... Anyway, I just can't take it anymore."
Jiang Xiaoman was silent for a while, then said honestly, "I can't take it anymore."
Not long ago, she was suffering from it herself. Grandma firmly believes that the shape can be used to supplement the shape, and what to eat to make up for what, not only eats brain flowers for her, but also eats all kinds of brains for her.
Pig head, chicken head, duck head, even braised lion head.
Jiang Xing pushed her forward, "Do you want to take a bite?"
"you eat."
The two rejected each other for a while, and they really couldn't make up their minds.
Just as the two of them were frowning, Jiang Xiaoman had an idea and finally found a suitable home for this bowl of tonic soup that he didn't seem to know what it was made of.
"Uncle, let's go, I'll take care of it." Jiang Xiaoman picked it up and left, Jiang Xing was grateful.
Finally, this cup of tonic soup came to Yu Qingshi's table.
Yu Qingshi lowered his eyes, his brows couldn't help jumping: "What is this?"
"Supplement soup."
"What's the tonic soup for?"
"I don't know either." Jiang Xiaoman tried to scoop and took a sip. "It's raw oysters. My grandma said that it nourishes the body and is especially suitable for you boys. She has been boiled for a long time. If I can't finish it, I'll take it and throw it away."
Yu Qingshi still felt a little strange.
Jiang Xiaoman sighed: "Then let me eat it."
"… I eat."
Yu Qingshi took a deep breath, then took her spoon and started drinking the soup.
He drank very softly and delicately, without making a sound at all, Jiang Xiaoman put his hands on his cheeks and blinked his eyes.
Seeing him finish drinking, Jiang Xiaoman patted his head and said with joy, "You are awesome!"
Yu Qingshi blushed, and he didn't know whether it was because he was in a hurry to drink the soup or because he was praised.
Then…
From this day on, Jiang Xiaoman handled all the soup that Jiang Xiumei gave to Jiang Xing—all of which went into Yu Qingshi's stomach.
One cup of tonic soup a day, fed regularly.
Yu Qingshi is also very good, Jiang Xiaoman eats whatever he gives, which is very easy.
There was something that made Jiang Xiaoman very curious.
Grandma said that this soup is nourishing and good for the body, but why does Yu Qingshi not look fat after eating it for so long
But it could also be that he was already thin, and he couldn't tell if he gained so many pounds.
Jiang Xiaoman asked him, "Are you fat?"
Yu Qingshi: "...No."
"I don't believe it. Let's go weigh in."
Jiang Xiaoman insisted again and again that Yu Qingshi had nothing to do. Under her surveillance, she went to the scale and found that she really did not gain weight. The weight is still the same weight, no change at all. Not to mention the change, he also lost two pounds.
Jiang Xiaoman began to worry again, and at the same time envied Yu Qingshi's stomach. It's good to eat so much and not gain weight after eating.
"Don't you feel anything special after eating so many tonic soups?"
"… No."
have.
But Yu Qingshi didn't know what to say.
He felt very difficult to speak, hesitated for a while, and decided that it was better to say nothing.
It may also be that he himself is broken, so it is his own problem.
Yu Qingshi was silent, Jiang Xiaoman regarded him as a special physique, so from then on, he fed harder.
So thanks to Jiang Xiaoman's efforts, on a hot afternoon, Yu Qingshi lay on the table with a nosebleed.