There are fewer people on the street than usual, and many shops are closed, but the atmosphere of the New Year is still unstoppable.
There were a few children wiping off cannons at the entrance of the alley, and they suddenly threw them at Qi Ying's feet. Before she could react, Ji Ran kicked the cannon far away, covering her ears with both hands.
She heard the children of Ji Rangxue: "You want to be beaten, don't you? Throw another one to try?"
She thought it was funny.
This person is also familiar with children.
He was already fierce, and the adults were afraid of him, and the group of children ran away quickly.
Take her out of the community, pat her on the snowflakes on her hat, smile and say, "Go back."
Qi Ying looked at him holding his schoolbag, always feeling that the teenager was pretending to be relaxed. The man I met just now had a look similar to him, and she guessed it was his father.
She had never known before that the conflict between him and his family had reached such a serious point.
Hearing what his father said just now, it seems that he hasn't been home for the New Year for a long time.
Is it always alone
Qi Ying typed and asked him: Who will you spend the New Year with you tomorrow
Ji Rang laughed: "The people waiting for the New Year with me are in a ten-meter long queue, don't worry about it." He patted the back of her head, "The snow is getting bigger, go back soon. I have to close the supermarket as well. Go buy some new year goods."
It was getting late, and today should be the last day the supermarket was open. Qi Ying was worried that he would miss the time, nodded, waved at him obediently, turned and walked in.
After walking a few steps, I heard him calling her behind him: "Yingying."
She turned around.
The boy put his hands in his pockets, stood loosely, and laughed deeply: "Happy New Year."
She also laughed.
When he got home, Wu Yinghua was mixing noodles and preparing to make dumplings tomorrow. Yu Cheng was repairing the lantern that was blown away by the wind in a few days, and Yu Zhuo lay on the sofa to play games.
The TV at home is on, noisy, lively and warm.
Wu Yinghua asked her: "Ying, won't you go to the library tomorrow? We are going to Wenhua Temple in the morning to worship our ancestors."
She nodded, washed her hands and went to the kitchen to help.
The family fell asleep early that night, and Yu Cheng drove them to Wenhua Temple the next morning. The ancestors of the Yu family used to set up memorial tablets in Wenhua Temple, and they came here every year to worship their ancestors.
After Qi Ying's parents passed away, Yu Cheng also set up a memorial tablet for them in the temple. Burn the paper, light incense, and light the lamp. It is already in the afternoon when I return home after the worship.
Then began to prepare New Year's Eve dinner.
Yu Zhuopi was so desperate that he bought a firecracker and put it on the balcony, almost scaring his mother to death. Wu Yinghua chased him at home with a rolling pin, and Yu Zhuo went straight to hide behind Qi Ying.
Yu Cheng bought a Coke and added ginger to boil it, saying that drinking it like this is good for the body. As soon as the sky darkened, the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was on the table.
Yu Cheng gave the two children New Year's Eve money at the dinner table. At times like the New Year, everyone tacitly didn't mention Qi Ying's parents. After eating happily, they were ready to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
The younger generation is less and less interested in the current Spring Festival Gala. Yu Cheng and Wu Yinghua watched with gusto. Qi Ying and Yu Zhuo were playing with their mobile phones.
Yue Li sent her a 13.14 red envelope and exclaimed excitedly: "Yingying, how many red envelopes I grabbed! I just sent you all that I grabbed, and I added a lot of groups who grab red envelopes! Pull you in. together!"
Qi Ying was instantly pulled into seven or eight WeChat groups.
There is something like "Haiyi High School Sophomore Group", "Haiyi Fairy Gathering Place", and "I smoke and fight but I am a good student".
The group of good students was giving out red envelopes, she clicked in to see.
The cute person with ID named Qu Xiao said: "I want to send Brother Jean an exclusive red envelope to express my distress for him eating instant noodles during the Chinese New Year."
Then he sent a piece by piece.
Liu Haiyang said: "Fuck you, you can't afford a piece of instant noodles seasoning, I can't afford it, depending on Lao Tzu." He sent a five yuan two, and then asked: "Brother, do you feel my love?"
Yue Li sent out an expression of lifting the table: "You grabbed my lucky red envelope and used it to send it exclusively? No! Send it out, I want to grab it!"
Ji Rang sent out a red envelope.
Qi Ying quickly poked in and grabbed it.
Snatched ninety-nine yuan.
Ji Rang sent five hundred, and among a dozen people in the group, Qi Ying grabbed the most.
Qu Xiaocui asked in a collapsed voice: "Who is this Seven? I robbed brother of my favor!"
Yue Li: Wow Yingying, you are lucky!
Little cute Qu:…… Okay, I admit it.
Qi Ying sent out the ninety-nine yuan he had grabbed, and the group began a new round of red envelope grabbing.
Ji Rang sent a message to her: Little idiot, if you grab it, it's yours. What else will you send out
He separately sent her a red envelope.
It is written: New Year's Eve.
She clicked on it, 199.
Ji Rang typed a series of ellipsis, and then said: The limit is 200.
Qi Ying could almost imagine that he had planned to send out 999 hours with pride, but found out that he could only send out anger for 200 hours at most.
Can't help but laugh.
Typed and asked him: Qu Peng said, you are eating instant noodles.
Ji Rang came back quickly: don't listen to him, the sea cucumber and abalone I ate.
Qi Ying: Are you at home
Ji Rang: Well, watching the Spring Festival Gala, this sketch is not bad.
Qi Ying: Are you alone
Ji Rang: No, friends are there.
From time to time there was the sound of firecrackers outside the window.
Qi Ying looked at the ID in the group who didn't talk much and buried his hair in a red envelope.
She knew he was lying to him.
He is at home alone, with no friends or family.
She felt terribly uncomfortable.
The mobile phone pushed a piece of news. At 12 o'clock in the morning, the amusement plaza will hold a New Year's Eve firework show. All departments have made preparations to strictly prevent fires and stampede incidents.
Qi Ying's fingers tightened.
She typed it for her uncle, saying that she wanted to go to the New Year's Eve with her classmates and watch the firework show.
Yu Cheng refused at first. But Qi Ying repeatedly promised that her classmates would come to pick her up outside of the community, and as it approached early morning, the number of people coming out for the New Year's Eve gradually increased. Yu Cheng went to the balcony to take a look. The community was brightly lit and people were coming and going. The children with fireworks scurrying around, only then felt a little more relieved.
Unable to hold the niece's soft pleading eyes, he nodded in response, and called Yu Zhuo: "Go to see the fireworks with your sister!"
Yu Zhuo lay on the sofa and played a game: "Don't go, it's so cold outside, I don't want to move. And she is with her classmates, so I won't join in the fun, there is a generation gap."
Yu Cheng slapped him a few times. Qi Ying had already put on his clothes and a scarf, and ran to the door to put on his shoes.
Yu Cheng had to confess: "Be careful and come back early."
She nodded, opened the door and ran away.
The first time I lied, my heart beat so fast, I rushed downstairs, stopped a taxi, and showed the driver the address.
The streets at night are much busier than during the day.
There are young people coming out for New Year's Eve everywhere, especially the circle close to the amusement square, which is already full of people.
When I got downstairs at Ji Rang's house, there were still seven or eight minutes before 12 o'clock in the morning.
This place is close to the suburbs, but it is much quieter than the city. She carried a large bag of things she bought halfway, and ran up all the way.
The ding of the doorbell was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.
After pressing it twice, the door lock clicked and slowly opened.
Ji Rang stared at the panting little girl outside the door, for a moment, thinking that he was dreaming.
Outside the French window behind him, a beam of fire shot straight into the sky and exploded with a bang.
At 12 o'clock in the morning, the firework show started.
The TV in the room came out the joyous and excited voice of the host of the Spring Festival Gala: "Three, two, one, New Year!"
She laughed, her eyes twinkling, and she silently said to him, "Happy New Year."
Ji Rang's heart seemed to be grasped by a hand. It didn't hurt, but he was trembling all over the pinch. A sourness hit his eyes, his whole body tense, gritted his teeth fiercely, like crazy, he pulled the girl at the door into his arms.
Hugging tightly, as if to rub her into the flesh and blood.
She had a sweet smell that made him feel at ease, unlike him, the whole house smelled of unpleasant instant noodles.
He forgot how long he had held her. He had never been like this before, giving birth to almost hollow greed.
She didn't struggle, she was so obedient to kill him.
After a long time, the firework show outside the window has stopped.
He seemed to wake up from a dream, worried that everything was a dream, and suddenly released her, pressing his palm on her shoulder, and looked again.
Poke her in the face and touch her head again.
It's true, she really stood in front of him.
His tightly numb body finally loosened, and he smiled at her. Cover up those crazy emotions and become a calm boy again.
He led her into the house.
Go and open the window first to let the instant noodles smell dissipate, and then quickly throw all the instant noodle boxes and beverage bottles on the coffee table into the trash can.
When she turned around, Qi Ying was putting the big bag she had brought over on the dining table and took it out the same way.
There are red window grilles, a pair of couplets, the word fortune of Pisces embracing their tails, a pair of stowed lanterns, a box of fireworks sticks that you can hold in your hand, and a box of steaming dumplings.
Qi Ying beckoned to him.
Ji Rang walked over, she handed him the dumplings and said, "Quickly eat."
There is also a small packet of vinegar in the takeaway bag.
The warm yellow light from the dining room fell on her hair between her eyebrows, soft and beautiful.
Ji Rang took the dumplings, ate two of them, and asked her, "Have you eaten them?"
She smiled and nodded.
He also laughed, picked up one with his chopsticks and fed her: "Taste what is different from your own bag."
She opened her mouth and took a bite, and she really tasted it seriously. A small crescent shape was bitten on the dumpling, and he put the remaining half into his mouth.
After eating the dumplings, she handed him the red window grilles and instructed him to paste them.
He is so tall that he can stick to a suitable height without stepping on a chair. Qi Ying stood behind and signaled him to go left and right. He looked back and teased her from time to time: "This way? It's not wrong? It's wrong? What about this way? It's wrong again? Little idiot, did you deliberately, or do you come?"
I'll do it if I come!
Angrily, she moved a chair from the dining room, stepped on it barefoot, and took the window grilles seriously.
Ji Rang stood beside her, holding her arms slightly, fearing that she would fall off.
Two figures were reflected in the glass.
It was the warmth he had never experienced before.