Feng Lin's family background is only a little better than the former Xiao Liulang, but it's not really that good. This can be seen from his usual food and clothing expenses.
However, when it comes to dealing with Xiao Liulang, he has always been unconditional and generous. Take this red paper as an example, a sheet of dozens of texts, a dozen or so, almost half a tael of silver.
He usually eats pickled vegetables and steamed buns in the academy.
In the evening, the sky began to snow again.
Feng Lin was alone in the academy.
He was reading in the dormitory, and one oil lamp was not bright enough, but he was not willing to light the second oil lamp.
A cold wind blew from the crack of the door, making him shiver.
He didn't burn charcoal. First, the academy did not allow it to be burned, and second, he was reluctant to burn it.
There were four people living in this dormitory. On weekdays, all the classmates were there, so he didn't feel so cold, but now he was alone, and he felt that all the cold wind was pouring into his stomach.
This is his first year in a foreign land.
He misses his parents and his sisters at home, but he can't go back.
It's far from true, and it's not fake that he can save a few taels of money. Of course, what's more important is that he should spend all his time studying, and he doesn't want to delay a day.
His family has been passed down for three generations, and he has not given birth to a second son in his generation. The sisters in the family are for him to study, one is married to a widower to fill the house, and the other is promised to a tea merchant who is over 500 years old.
They had put their whole lives in for him, and he had to work hard and return home.
After heaving a sigh of relief into his hands, Feng Lin wrapped the quilt tightly around him and continued to bury his head in reading.
dong dong dong!
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
Strange, at this hour, who will come to him
The academy is on holiday, everyone has left, and even the masters have gone back to celebrate the New Year. He is the only one left in the empty academy.
"It can't be a ghost..." He successfully frightened himself, his face turned pale, and he wrapped himself in the quilt and said, "You... Who are you?"
"it's me."
A familiar girl's voice came from outside.
Feng Lin lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and walked over to open the door. Seeing Gu Jiao covered in snow, he thought he might as well go to hell!
This is the men's dormitory!
What is she doing here as a woman! ! !
"Why are you here? Did something happen to Brother Xiao?" Feng Lin couldn't think of any other reason besides this. Without waiting for Gu Jiao's answer, he immediately put on a cloak and said to Gu Jiao, "Brother Xiao, Where?"
"At home." Gu Jiao said.
Feng Lin left the room without saying a word.
Looking at his fiery back, Gu Jiao said calmly, "There is no carriage."
It's a big New Year's Eve, and there's a snowstorm, and there's no way to hire an ox-carriage or a horse-drawn carriage.
Feng Lin said without thinking, "Can't you use your legs to walk without a carriage? Hurry up!"
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
It's not her who can't walk.
Facts have proved that Feng Lin's physical strength is really not as good as Gu Jiao's. Along the way, Gu Jiao's face was not blushing or panting, but Feng Lin almost fell down several times.
When he finally arrived at Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang's house, Feng Lin felt that his legs were no longer his.
He pushed the door open with the last ounce of strength, and took a closer look, but was a little dumbfounded by the scene inside.
I saw Xiao Liulang sitting on the chair in the main room, watching the old lady teach Gu Xiaoshun to cut the window grilles, how rosy and rosy his complexion must be, where does he look sick at all
"I'm back." Xiao Liulang greeted the two of them.
"It's Xiao Feng here, sit down!" The old lady also greeted.
Gu Xiaoshun always looked down on Feng Lin, but today he unexpectedly didn't give Feng Lin a blank look.
Feng Lin Zhang Er was puzzled, he looked at Gu Jiao blankly: "No, it's not Brother Xiao, he..."
Gu Jiao spread her hands: "That's what you said, I didn't say it."
Feng Lin: "..."
Why didn't you find this woman so cunning before
Feng Lin spent the first New Year's Eve with Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang. Because of the presence of Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun, whom he hated, he thought he would be uncomfortable, but it turned out to be unexpected harmony.
Gu Jiao made dumplings according to the custom in the village, and also made sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake according to the custom of his and Xiao Liulang's hometown. When the taste of his hometown came to the tip of his tongue, he burst into tears.
It's not touching, it's really delicious!
what!
Isn't this little evil woman a local? Why did you make the sugar rice cake so fragrant for Mao? !
Feng Lin burst into tears after eating.
At first it was so delicious that he cried, but later he was reminded of his hometown, and he began to think about his sisters and his elderly parents.
I don't know how they have been doing this year when they are not at home.
Gu Xiaoshun saw that he was crying so badly, and for the first time he didn't choke him, and even gave him his share of the sugar rice cake.
It was undoubtedly a lively New Year's Eve, not only for Feng Lin, but also for Gu Jiao and the others.
Gu Jiao spent the New Year's Eve alone in the organization in her previous life. When she grew up, she was no longer an experiment in the organization, but she was just moved from the laboratory to another room, and she was still the only one.
Gu Xiaoshun used to spend the Chinese New Year at the Gu family's house. There were many people in the Gu family, but no one would notice him. For example, if he ran away tonight, he promised that no one would notice.
The old lady can't remember how the previous years were spent. Anyway, she had a very happy year this year. I posted the couplet myself, and taught Gu Xiaoshun that Hanhan to cut the window grilles, and it really was worse than her cut, and my heart was instantly balanced! In addition, Jiaojiao made an exception to let her eat five candied fruits, but usually only eat two.
Xiao Liulang is very calm. He has never been a person who shows joy and anger, but Gu Jiao can still feel the sense of disappointment that vaguely radiates from him.
more than usual.
Several people kept the year old until midnight.
There were only three rooms in the house, and it was difficult for the grievanced old lady to be crowded with people, so Gu Jiao packed up Xiao Liulang's room and let Feng Lin live there temporarily.
No matter how good the relationship between Feng Lin and Xiao Liulang was, he didn't know that the couple had never been in the same room so far, so he stayed very happily.
Including the night at the inn, this was the second time the two fell asleep together. Gu Jiao's bed was much wider than the inn, and the quilt was thick enough.
On New Year's Eve, the lights are not out, and the oil lamp on the table emits a faint light.
The two were lying in their respective beds, Xiao Liulang closed his eyes, and Gu Jiao knew that he was not asleep.
"Have you had a good year?" Gu Jiao asked softly.
Before Xiao Liulang could answer, a small slender hand reached into his bed and grabbed his cold and stiff hand.
Gu Jiao: "Next year will be better."
The subtext is plain: I will spend next year with you! ! !
(End of this chapter)