Before the winter vacation, Mo Suyuan called Ji Qinyang, and her mother's voice was still alive there.
"Have you bought your plane ticket?" Mo Suyuan asked with a smile, "Are you going to bring your girlfriend back for the new year?"
Ji Qinyang sorted out the box and put the phone on his shoulder: "Is it ok for me to bring my boyfriend back?"
Mo Suyuan laughed: "Didn't you have a 'boyfriend' Xie Meng in high school? Is it still him this time?"
"Yeah." Ji Qinyang also smiled: "I'll bring him back to celebrate the New Year together, okay?"
"Bring it back, bring it back." Mo Suyuan just thought he was joking: "Mom will give you a red envelope."
Xie Meng settled the salary with the tutor. Xu Shao and his parents were very satisfied with them, and they would invite him next semester if there was no accident.
"Meng Meng, aren't you in Beijing for Chinese New Year?" Xu Shaohe must take him to the gate of the community: "You are the only one in your family, right?"
Xie Meng squatted down and put on his shoes. The boy in the third year of junior high has grown so well that he is almost 180 years old. He has to raise his head to talk to each other well: "I have friends in my hometown who can spend the New Year together. Please review the questions I left for you. You will be tested at the beginning of school."
"..." Xu Shaohe said unhappily, "You are more verbose than our teacher."
Xie Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to say, "Then you have a good time in the New Year?"
Xu Shaohe: "Give me your call."
Xie Meng: "Give you WeChat, you can ask me if you have any questions."
Xu Shaohe muttered: "You can like it if you don't have a problem, it's like I'm asking you a question..."
Xie Meng laughed, he asked the child to scan his WeChat QR code, and the two broke up at the station.
"Remember to contact me." Xu Shaohe confirmed it again: "Can I ask you any questions that you can't do?"
Xie Meng: "...you said just now that you didn't ask me a question."
Because he bought it early and the discount on air tickets was low, Han Dong swiped four cards with his own card, and then a few people returned to Suzhou to pay him back.
Zhang Ganggang has the most luggage. Before he left, he also bought a lot of Beijing specialties. In Han Dong's words, he couldn't eat much when he went back, and he gave them all.
After checking in, Zhang Ganggang asked Xie Meng before boarding the plane, "I've told my mother that I'm coming to my house for the New Year this year."
Ji Qinyang put his arms around Xie Meng's shoulder from behind: "I can't cut the line, I've already said it."
Zhang Ganggang was annoyed: "...You guys are making small groups without telling me! How many times! Don't call me when two people go out to play! Don't call me anything to eat! What about friendship?!"
"Why is there no friendship." Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "I didn't take you with Ma tofu so bad, we don't want to be too kind to you."
Zhang Ganggang: "… "
Ji Qinyang: "Don't forget to tell Han Dong to let him take you there to eat delicious food. The travel guide will be prepared for you in advance. You only need to eat, play, play, and pat... This is not true love?"
Zhang Ganggang opened his mouth, but didn't respond for a long time.
In the end, it was Han Dong who reached out and rubbed the back of his head: "I got on the plane, why don't we go out and play together during the New Year? Want to see Xiang Xuehai?"
"...Don't think that Xiang Xuehai can do it." Zhang Gangbang took a deep breath and looked at Han Dong pitifully: "It depends..."
Bought a high-speed rail ticket from Hongqiao, Ji Qinyang was sending WeChat all the way, Xie Meng leaned over, and the boy stepped aside to show him the chat record.
"Qi Fei and Zhuo Xiaoyuan will wait for us at Suzhou Railway Station to pick us up." Ji Qinyang pinched Xie Meng's neck: "Go to your house first, and then go to my house on New Year's Eve."
Xie Meng glanced at him: "Have you arranged everything?"
Ji Qinyang nodded: "My mother also prepared a red envelope for you."
Xie Meng smiled: "Then I have to prepare some gifts."
Ji Qinyang hooked his neck: "Why don't you worry about the gift, I'm ready."
"..." Xie Meng stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the boy's head, helplessly said: "You are really getting more and more virtuous."
As soon as several people came out of the train station, they heard Qi Fei's shouts from all over the square: "Zhang Bangbang! Here! Here!!"
Zhang Bang turned his head back, and without caring about his luggage, he ran over and jumped on Qi Fei, shouting, "Mother Qi!!!"
Qi Fei was almost turned over by him, and hugged him for a long time: "Get down, get down! I'm going to lie down!"
Han Dong pulled Zhang Langbar down with a dark face, and Zhuo Xiaoyuan followed behind and hugged a few people one by one.
"How are you doing recently?" He bumped fists with Ji Qinyang: "Are you used to staying in Beijing?"
Xie Meng thought for a while: "I'm used to it, it's just too big. Suzhou is really small in comparison."
"That's for sure." Zhuo Xiaoyuan helped them with their luggage: "You haven't lost much weight."
He looked at Xie Meng: "Ji Qinyang took good care of you."
Xie Meng smiled and didn't speak, Ji Qinyang dragged the box over, raised his eyebrows and said, "Worry about it, of course I will take good care of him."
Zhuo Xiaoyuan sneered disdainfully with his hanging eyes.
The driver sent by Han Dong's family, the eldest young master, was forcibly dragged back first, and planned to go to Xie Meng's house to meet at night. Qi Fei packed a car and sent Zhang Bangbang back to put his things first. The dishes were packed in four lunch boxes, and Ji Qinyang simply didn't go home. He had little luggage, and it didn't matter if he had a box.
Before Xie Menglin left, he cleaned the house, covered it with white cloth, and gave the yard to his neighbors to help him look at it. When he came back, the flowers and plants were all growing gratifyingly.
Ji Qinyang took the special products bought in Beijing and helped Xie Meng deliver it to several neighbors around him, but what he got back was more than what he sent out...
Zhang Ganggang and Qi Fei brought water to wipe the tables and chairs, sweep the floor and wash the dishes, Zhuo Xiaoyuan and Xie Meng took the cotton quilt to the yard to dry.
Ji Qinyang wiped off the portraits of Xie Meng's parents and Zhang Xiujuan. The smile in the old lady's photo was like the gentle water in the south of the Yangtze River, and her eyebrows were as beautiful as before.
Xie Meng lit the incense stick, and after kowtowing his head into the incense burner, he sat beside Ji Qinyang.
In the kitchen, Zhang Ganggang and Qi Fei chatted while washing dishes: "I told you that Rou and Han Dong are in the same school, so I know all about Rou Rou, and our relationship should not be too good."
Qi Fei: "How many times have you said this, have you met?"
Zhang Gangbang: "Han Dong said that Rou Rou is busy, Rou Rou is in the student union now, and said she wants to run for president."
Qi Fei: "Have you been hanging out with Uncle Han for a long time?"
Zhang Ganggang: "It's the same, we all take a lot of photos to show Rourou."
Qi Fei: "...If I'm Rourou, I'm going to cry. You can go out with other men and take pictures to stimulate her... Who is your girlfriend?"
Zhang Ganggang: "… "
Xie Meng frowned, and he couldn't help but ask Ji Qinyang: "What's going on with the softness and tension, and how did Han Dong get involved?"
Ji Qinyang smiled lazily: "Someone's own evil fruit, you have to wipe your own ass, don't worry about it."
Xie Meng glanced at the kitchen uneasy, and suddenly his palm warmed, and Ji Qinyang held it in his hand.
"..." Xie Meng: "Zhuo Xiaoyuan is still outside."
Ji Qinyang curled his lips indifferently: "It's not that he doesn't know."
Xie Meng's smile was helpless, but there was nothing he could do about him. Ji Qinyang also lit incense and kowtowed three times like Xie Meng.
"Go out and get some sunshine." Xie Meng shook Ji Qinyang's fingertips and said with a smile.
Zhuo Xiaoyuan sat in the yard and flipped through his phone. He had a cigarette in his left hand and had already smoked more than half of it. When he saw Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng come out, his eyebrows raised: "Is the love story finished?"
Ji Qinyang scolded him: "I can't talk properly because of you."
Zhuo Xiaoyuan laughed, he took a cigarette without answering, frowned and continued to flip through the phone.
"How's it going recently?" Xie Meng asked him suddenly.
Zhuo Xiaoyuan paused for a while. He finished smoking before saying slowly, "It's not very good. I have sent medical certificates to several major hospitals, but none of the results were satisfactory."
Ji Qinyang frowned: "Has Beijing asked?"
"I have asked." Zhuo Xiaoyuan nodded: "I plan to wait until the next half of the year to get better and take her to Beijing for treatment."
Xie Meng: "You can come anytime, don't forget to call us."
Zhuo Xiaoyuan punched him: "Don't worry, I won't let go of this opportunity to toss you."
Because of his sister's physical relationship, Zhuo Xiaoyuan left after dinner, Zhang Gangbang and Qi Fei stayed, and played mahjong with Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng for a while, Qi Fei answered the phone halfway and wanted to go back to take the child.
"Children from relatives will come here during the New Year." Qi Fei said painfully, "My third aunt gave birth recently... The bear children are almost in double digits."
Zhang Ganggang said sympathetically, "Thank you for your hard work, Mommy Qi..."
Ji Qinyang: "Come out on the first day of the new year, let's go to see Xiangxuehai."
"One sentence." Qi Fei gave a thumbs up: "Yimi, you decide, the little one will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Ji Qinyang kicked him, Qi Fei smiled and moved away, and said to Zhang Gang, "Let's go."
"?" Zhang Ganggang looked inexplicable: "I'll play for a while."
Qi Fei rolled his eyes: "Play with your head! Go back to sleep!"
Zhang Ganggang: "… "
After everyone was gone, the yard suddenly became a lot quieter, Xie Meng said with emotion while arranging the mahjong table: "It's a lot quieter."
Ji Qinyang glanced at him and said with a smile, "It will be lively in a few days."
Xie Meng hummed, he rubbed Ji Qinyang's forehead, went to the kitchen to boil hot water, Ji Qinyang set the table and took out the wooden bucket for washing his feet.
"It's cold... let's soak our feet together?"
Xie Meng: "Okay."
When the hot water was boiled, the two of them soaked their feet in the bucket facing each other. Ji Qinyang rubbed the instep of Xie Meng with his toes, and both laughed when their eyes met.
"Are you comfortable?" Xie Meng asked him.
Ji Qinyang squinted: "comfortable, add some more hot water?"
Xie Meng motioned for him to raise his feet and heat the water little by little.
"Wait a minute." Xie Meng ran to get a blanket and put it on his and Ji Qinyang's legs. He turned over the new hand cream and took Ji Qinyang's hand: "Just touching your fingertips feels dry. Now... rub a little."
Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "Take care of me like this?"
Xie Meng lowered his head and rubbed his hands, saying lightly, "If you want to practice the piano, your hands are very important."
Ji Qinyang didn't speak. He watched as each of his fingers was carefully wiped by Xie Meng. The boy held his hand and kissed the back of his hand with satisfaction: "Okay, it's fragrant."
Ji Qinyang: "..."
Xie Meng laughed: "Why are you blushing?"
The newly dried quilt smelled of sunshine, Xie Meng lay in it first, and Ji Qinyang sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his feet out of the quilt.
"?" Xie Meng yawned and muttered, "What's wrong?"
Ji Qinyang took the nail clippers: "Trim your toenails, you can sleep on yours."
"I won't cut it." Xie Meng joked: "I have to watch you."
Ji Qinyang glanced at him: "You are my flesh, don't you hurt me?"
Xie Meng couldn't stand it: "It's numb to death..."
"It's numb without you." Ji Qinyang ignored Xie Meng, lowered his head and carefully trimmed the boy's toenails.
It took a lot of time to cut 10 toes. Xie Meng's two feet were held in his arms by Ji Qinyang. After so long, they were still very warm. When Ji Qinyang finished cutting, the boy was already asleep.
The winter night on Shantang Street was quiet and distant, Ji Qinyang held Xie Meng in his arms, his warm feet entwined, and his breathing was steady.
In the tender dream of the young man, there are endless water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.
Years are sweet, time is long.