After the new year, Qin Guanglin put on new clothes, and his life returned to the state of writing and drawing all day long.
A few days passed slowly, and on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, my aunt brought her son over to pay New Year's greetings.
Qin's mother and sister are ten years apart, and they have always had a good relationship. The two families often walk around, and the aunt comes from her hometown to take the children to have a good time in Los Angeles. This habit has been maintained for many years.
"Auntie." Qin Guanglin greeted with a smile all over his face, and reached out to grab a handful of candy and stuffed it into his younger brother's pocket, "Xiaojie has grown taller again. I haven't seen him grow so fast in a year."
"Thank you, cousin." Zheng Jie, who just turned ten years old, was very polite, and bowed his head obediently to thank him.
"I will grow taller than you in the future." The aunt hummed and turned to look, "Where is my sister?"
"My mom is out for a walk, hey... I'm too busy at home every day, you sit down first."
Qin Guanglin greeted, picked up the teapot and cups, went into the kitchen to wash them, and poured water for the two of them. The auntie was not polite, and asked Qin Guanglin to refill after drinking a cup, watching him blink and blink, "Listen to me My sister said, you moved out to live with your girlfriend?" She turned her head to look, "Where is it? My girlfriend asked me to meet."
"It's just a girlfriend, and she's not married, so of course she goes back to her home for the New Year."
Qin Guanglin didn't hide it either, took out his phone from his pocket, swiped it twice, and pushed it over to show her, "How is it? Are we a good match?"
"Hey, it looks good, but you are stupid, waiting for me to dress you up..."
"No, no, no, it's fine with me." Qin Guanglin hastily refused.
This aunt has been keen on dressing him fancy since he was a child, and even put on lipstick and red cheeks on him. Now that Zheng Jie is older and more stable, she still likes to torment him.
According to his estimate, his taste in daily dressing is probably the sequelae left by her as a gaudy girl when he was a child.
Forget the past.
"It scares you." Auntie laughed, "Don't worry, you're too old... When will you get married?"
"I don't believe it. I'm poor and useless now, so what can I do?"
"Hurry up, if you don't hurry up, you'll be running for three, get up in a hurry, what are you afraid of if you're poor, your uncle and I didn't have anything back then."
The aunt returned the phone to him, picked up a banana from the coffee table, peeled it, and ate it while saying, "House in Los Angeles is expensive. If you don't have enough money to buy a house when you get married, I don't have enough money. Let's make up tens of thousands for it." You can still use it, if you meet a good girl, hurry up and get it, I heard your mother say... "
"Okay, okay, it's too far away, you keep it for Xiaojie first, I'm working here now, promise, I just bought a car." Qin Guanglin declined, this aunt has been from him to school, to graduation, to now It's time to get married, and he has never been less worried. Now that he has achieved a little success in his career, he quickly took out the key and showed it to his aunt.
"Huh? How much is it?" Auntie took it and fiddled with it a few times. Looking at the four rings, she knew it was not easy, and she felt extremely relieved.
It's finally time to leave.
"More than two hundred thousand." Qin Guanglin scratched his head and laughed.
This is not to show off, but to explain.
In the first few years, the family conditions hadn't improved yet, my aunt was still single at that time, she helped Qin's mother gritted her teeth and brought him up, and it wasn't until he was in high school that he finally got through and relaxed.
Although Qin Guanglin and his aunt are only ten years apart, from the bottom of his heart, this is his half mother.
"Where's my uncle? Why didn't you come over together?"
"He was busy with business, so he ran away in the third grade of junior high..." My aunt heard the door knock, looked back, and shouted, "Sister!"
"Hey, when did you guys come? Don't even make a phone call, let Xiao Linzi go to the station to pick you up..."
"Next time, let him pick it up next time." The aunt smiled and stood up, "Xiao Linzi is promising, all four rings are open, and you don't even tell me, you know how to show off your future on the phone every day Daughter-in-law..."
Seeing the two chatting, Qin Guanglin handed an orange to Zheng Jie, clapped his hands and went to open the refrigerator to have a look, saying: "Today at noon I am the chef, I will cook, you all have a good rest-what do you want to eat? I will go to the refrigerator now Buy some."
"Yo, you can cook now? Don't poison me... Just do whatever you can, pick what you are good at."
"Okay... let's go together, Xiaojie? See what you want to eat." Qin Guanglin walked to the door and asked.
"Go quickly, don't buy him a bunch of snacks."
"All right."
All the way out, there were not many stalls in the vegetable market during the Chinese New Year. He drove to a farther place to buy vegetables, rolled up his sleeves and showed off his cooking skills.
A table full of dishes.
"It's ok." Auntie couldn't help but praise, she really looks decent, "I have to teach Xiaojie someday, let him learn this skill, so that he can find a girlfriend later."
"Xiaojie has already considered a girlfriend since he was very young."
"I'm still young, so I don't fall in love early." Zheng Jie looked quiet, but he knew everything.
"Hahaha... get ready."
Since the Chinese New Year, this was the most lively lunch, full of joy and joy. After the three and one children had finished eating together, Qin Guanglin remembered that he had forgotten something, and turned back to the room to take out a thick red envelope.
"Xiaojie, your lucky money."
"No, why are you so thick?" Auntie squinted at him, "You've made money, right? Change to another one."
"Tsk, it's for Xiaojie, you care so much... take it." Qin Guanglin knelt down and stuffed it in Zheng Jie's pocket, but he couldn't get in the bulging bag, so he simply handed it to his aunt, "This is Xiaojie's, you can give it to Zheng Jie at most." Keep it safe, don’t let others blackmail you.”
"look at you… "
"Oh, keep it, I told you it's not for you." Mother Qin happily took out a red envelope, which was not as big as Qin Guanglin's, and handed it to Zheng Jie as pocket money, "Here, this Don’t give it to your mother, keep the flowers for yourself, ah.”
"Eh… "
The aunt squeezed the red envelope and frowned, then sighed and relaxed, "Okay, I'll keep it for Xiaojie—Guanglin is really promising, remember to earn more this year, try to earn a house, marry his wife Got it."
"definitely."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Zheng Jie already knew that the thick one didn't belong to him, so he was very happy with the little red envelope.
"Thank you cousin."
"How did you do in the final exam?" Qin Guanglin sat on the sofa and turned into his most hated relative, asking with a smile.
"The third in the class."
Children who study well are fearless.
"Hey, I remember last year being the first?"
"..."
Nasty relatives can always make people feel angry.
"Haha, the third place is not bad, I will take the first place again this year."
Qin Guanglin teased Xiaojie for a while, seeing Qin's mother and auntie talking about secretly, their eyes still flicking here and there from time to time, he felt a chill down his spine, and sneaked into the studio to avoid them.
…
night.
Qin Guanglin was lying on the big bed in He Wu's residence, holding Doraemon next to his pillow, and it was difficult to sleep.
In previous years, my aunt would sleep with Qin's mother at night. If my uncle came, I would sleep in the guest room. Zheng Jie and Qin Guanglin would squeeze together, but this year it would not be so troublesome. My aunt would sleep in the guest room, Zheng Jie would sleep in Qin Guanglin's room, and Qin Guanglin would go back to He Wu's residence. to sleep.
Anyway, it's only two steps away, Zheng Jie is also sensible, not like ordinary skinny kids rummaging around, gentle and gentle, which makes people like it at first sight.
Doraemon's body is soft, and it will deform when you pinch it lightly, and it will return to its original shape when you let go. Qin Guanglin pinched it for a while, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all. He wanted to read the plan given by Chen Rui again, but I found that I didn't bring it with me at home.
Sitting on the bed and thinking about it for a moment, he simply got up and organized the belongings of the two of them, so that they could clean up tomorrow when he was free.
The room is no longer as simple as it was when I first moved in. Back then, there was only a bed, a table, and a cabinet. Except for a pile of books and computers on the table, a pillow and a quilt on the bed, there was nothing else; Things have piled up a lot, such as extra pens, paper and picture frames, shoe boxes and hangers, storage boxes, paper boxes that can be used again after receiving express delivery, his simple drawing board, why not take home the test paper, the two of them Clothes, bags, summer quilts and the like, those that couldn't fit in the closet, were put into bags and piled aside.
It's becoming more and more like a home.
The things of the two of them are stacked aside without being messy, and it only gives people a warm feeling.
Qin Guanglin sorted out the items one by one, threw away the useless ones, and reorganized the useful ones. When he saw the glasses in the storage box, he couldn't help but smile, and put them aside to continue sorting.
He Wu's storage box is full of gadgets, the paintings and small gifts he gave, and the red panda's hair rope that has already retired. Qin Guanglin took them out one by one and looked at them carefully, with memories and warmth in his eyes.
They obviously only started dating in April, and it's only a few dozen days until a year, yet they seem to have lived together for a long time.
Probably because of the cohabitation... He smiled and sorted out the things one by one. In the end, there was only a small iron box at the bottom of the storage box with a moon cake print on it.
Qin Guanglin picked it up curiously, looked left and right, and opened the cover along the edge gap.
There was a mess of medicine bottles with their labels removed.
Looking back at the small box of band-aid cold medicine under the desk, and then at the iron box in his hand, his heart sank suddenly.
Ten years of hard work sharpen a sword, only waiting for the present to win the championship
Candidates come on!
Get him a gold medal title!
(end of this chapter)