Times of Our Lives - Chapter 29

Before the winter vacation, Mo Suyuan called Ji Qinyang, and her mother’s voice was still alive there.

“Are you ready to buy the plane ticket?” Mo Suyuan asked with a smile: “Will you bring your girlfriend back in the New Year?”

Ji Qinyang sorted the box, and clamped the phone on his shoulder: “Are I OK to bring my boyfriend back?”

Mo Suyuan laughed: “Don’t you have a ‘boyfriend’ Xie Meng in high school? Is he still this time?”

“Yeah.” Ji Qinyang also laughed: “I’ll bring him back for Chinese New Year, OK?”

“Bring it back. Bring it back.” Mo Suyuan just joked: “Mom gives you a red envelope.”

Xie Meng and the tutor settled the wages well, Xu Shao and his parents were very satisfied with him, and he would invite him next semester.

“Meng Meng, aren’t you celebrating the New Year in Beijing?” Xu Shaohe must send him to the gate of the community: “Is there only you in your family?”

Xie Meng squatted down and wore shoes. The boy in the third grade was developing very well. It was almost 180. He had to raise his head to talk to the other party. I have to test you at the beginning of school. “

“…” Xu Shaohe said unhappy: “You are more shy than our teacher.”

Xie Meng couldn’t help crying and had to say, “Then you have a lot of fun 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 Shao and mumbled: “You can like it if you have no problem, it’s as if I’m asking you for 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 again: “Can I ask you questions that will not be done?”

Xie Meng: “… you just said that asking me was not a question.”

Because he bought it early and the discount on the plane ticket was low, Han Dong swiped four cards with his card, and a few people returned to Suzhou to return him.

Zhang Lianbang had the most luggage. Before he left, he also bought a lot of Beijing specialties. In Han Dong’s words, he could not eat much at all, and it was all given away.

After consignment, Zhang Lianban asked Xie Meng before boarding the flight: “Well, my family has come to the New Year this year, I have told my mother.”

Ji Qinyang glanced over Xie Meng’s shoulder from the back: “It doesn’t work to jump in the line, I already said it first.”

Zhang Gang was furious: “… you are hiding from me for a small group again! How many times! Two people don’t call me when they go out! Don’t call me anything! Good friendship ?!”

“Why there is no friendship.” Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow. “Meat tofu is so unpleasant that I didn’t take you there. We don’t treat you well.”

Zhang Bang: “…”

Ji Qinyang: “Don’t forget to tell Han Dong to let him take you to eat again, and the travel guides will make it for you in advance. You just have to eat, eat, play, play, pat, pat … Doesn’t this really love? “

Zhang Gang Zhang opened his mouth, stupid for a long time did not respond.

In the end, Han Dong reached out and rubbed his back: “I’m on the plane. It won’t work if we come out together for the New Year. Does it depend on Xiangxuehai?”

“… Don’t think that Xiangxuehai can do it.” Zhang Gang took a deep breath, and poorly looked at Han Dong: “It depends …”

I bought a high-speed rail ticket from Hongqiao, Ji Qinyang was sending WeChat all the way, Xie Meng went over and the boy gave way to show him the chat history.

“Qi Fei and Zhuo Xiaoyuan waited for Suzhou Railway Station to pick us up.” Ji Qinyang squeezed Xie Meng’s neck: “Go to your house first, wait for New Year’s Eve before going to my house.”

Xie Meng glanced at him: “Are you all arranged?”

Ji Qinyang nodded: “My mom prepared a red envelope for you.”

Xie Meng laughed: “Then I have to prepare some gifts.”

Ji Qinyang hooked his neck: “I don’t have to worry about gifts, I’m ready.”

“…” Xie Meng reached out and rubbed the boy’s head, helplessly: “You are getting more and more virtuous.”

As soon as several people came out of the train station, they heard Da Lao Yuan, Qi Fei’s shout that ran through the whole square: “Zhang Lang! Here! Here!”

After turning around, the luggage was ignored, and he hurried over to jump to Qi Fei, shouting: “Mother Qi !!!”

Qi Fei was almost turned over by his flutter, and hugged people for a long time: “Come down and get down! I’m going to lie!”

Han Dong pulled his bar off with a black face, Zhuo Xiaoyuan followed behind and hugged several people.

“How’s it going?” He hit Ji Qinyang with a punch: “Do you stay in Beijing?”

Xie Meng thought for a while: “I’m used to it, but it’s too big. By contrast, Suzhou is really small.”

“That’s for sure.” Zhuo Xiaoyuan helped them carry their luggage: “Look how thin you are.”

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, “Don’t worry, I will take good care of him.”

Zhuo Xiaoyuan squinted his eyes scornfully.

The driver sent by the Han Dong family himself, the young master was forcibly dragged back first. He planned to go to the Xie Meng family to meet at night. Qi Fei chartered a car and sent the bars first to put things. There are four big lunch boxes in the dish. Ji Qinyang simply won’t go home. He has less luggage and a box doesn’t matter.

Xie Menglin cleaned the house before leaving, covered with white cloth, and handed it over to the neighbors in the yard to help look at them. When they came back, all the flowers and plants were growing.

Ji Qinyang took the special product bought in Beijing and helped Xie Meng send all the neighbors around. As a result, he got more things than he sent out …

Zhang Langbang and Qi Fei brought water to clean the table and chairs, sweep the floor and wash the dishes. Zhuo Xiaoyuan and Xie Meng brought the cotton quilts to the yard for drying.

Ji Qinyang wiped away the portraits of Xie Meng’s parents and Zhang Xiujuan. The smiles in the photos of the old lady were like the gentle water of Jiangnan, with beautiful eyes, just like the old days.

Xie Meng nodded the incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and sat next to Ji Qinyang.

In the kitchen, Zhang Langban and Qi Feiyan’s dishwashing speech: “I told you, soft and soft Han Dong is in a school, so I know all the soft things, we don’t want to be too good.”

Qi Fei: “How many times have you said this? Have you ever seen each other?”

Zhang Lianban: “Han Dong said Rourou is busy. Rourou is now in the student union, saying that he is running for president.”

Qi Fei: “Have you been hanging out with Uncle Han for a long time?”

Zhang Langbang: “It’s the same, we all took a lot of photos to show Rourou.”

Qi Fei: “… If I’m so soft, I’ll cry, even if you go out with other men, you will take photos to stimulate her … Who is your girlfriend?”

Zhang Bang: “…”

Xie Meng frowned, and he couldn’t help asking Ji Qinyang: “What’s going on with the soft and gentle bars, and how did Han Dong mix in?”

Ji Qinyang smiled lazily: “Someone’s own bad results have to wipe his buttocks yourself, leave it alone.”

Xie Meng looked at the kitchen uneasily, and suddenly his palm warmed up, and Ji Qinyang held it in his hand.

“…” Xie Meng: “Zhuo Xiaoyuan is still outside.”

Ji Qinyang shrugged his lips and said, “He doesn’t know.”

Xie Meng’s smile was helpless, but he couldn’t help him. Ji Qinyang also lighted the incense, and scratched three heads like Xie Meng.

“Go out and bask in the sun.” Xie Meng shook Ji Qinyang’s fingertips and smiled.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan was sitting in the yard and flipping his mobile phone. He held a cigarette in his left hand and had already smoked more than half. When he saw Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng came out, his eyebrows were raised: “Did you finish talking?”

Ji Qinyang slapped him: “I can’t talk well with you.”

Zhuo Xiaoyuan smirked. He didn’t look back after smoking a cigarette, and continued to flip the phone with a frown.

“How’s it going?” Xie Meng asked him suddenly.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan paused. He finished the cigarette slowly and said slowly: “Not very good. I have issued diagnosis certificates to several large hospitals, but none of them were satisfactory.”

Ji Qinyang frowned: “Did Beijing ask?”

“Have asked.” Zhuo Xiaoyuan nodded: “I plan to take a closer look at my body in the second half of the year and take her to Beijing for treatment.”

Xie Meng: “You can come anytime, don’t forget to call us.”

Zhuo Xiaoyuan punched him with a punch: “Relax, I won’t let this opportunity to torture you.”

Because of his sister’s physical relationship, Zhuo Xiaoyuan left after dinner. Zhang Lianban and Qi Fei stayed. They played mahjong with Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng for a while. Qi Fei took the phone halfway and went back to take the child.

“The children of relatives will come in the past few days of Chinese New Year.” Qi Fei said painfully: “My third aunt has recently given birth again … the bear children are almost in double digits.”

Zhang Lianbang sympathized: “Tough work for your mother …”

Ji Qinyang: “The first day of the year is vacant. Let’s go to Xiangxuehai.”

“A word.” Qi Fei gave a thumbs up: “Yimei is big, you decide, the little one who goes to the fire will never die!”

Ji Qinyang kicked him, Qi Fei smiled and gave way, and said to the bar: “Go.”

“?” Zhang Gangluan looked inexplicably: “I’ll play a little longer.”

Qi Fei rolled his eyes: “Play your head! Go back to sleep!”

Zhang Bang: “…”

After the others were gone, the yard was quiet a lot, Xie Meng said at the side of the mahjong table, “It’s a lot deserted.”

Ji Qinyang glanced at him and smiled, “It will be lively in a few days.”

Xie Meng gave a sigh. He struck Ji Qinyang’s forehead next and went to the kitchen to boil hot water. Ji Qinyang set the table and took out the wooden bucket for washing feet.

“It’s cold … soak your feet together?”

Xie Meng: “Okay.”

The hot water was boiled, and the two soaked their feet in the bucket face-to-face. Ji Qinyang rubbed Xie Meng’s instep with his toes and laughed when his eyes were opposite.

“Comfortable?” Xie Meng asked him.

Ji Qinyang squinted his eyes: “Comfortable, add some hot water?”

Xie Meng motioned him to raise his feet, heating the water little by little.

“You wait.” Xie Meng ran to get the blanket and covered himself and Ji Qinyang’s legs. He rolled out a new hand cream and pulled Ji Qinyang’s hand: “I felt dry just after touching your fingertips. Now … rub it a bit. “

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow: “So care for me?”

Xie Meng lowered his head and rubbed his hands, said lightly: “You want to practice the piano, hands are very important.”

Ji Qinyang didn’t speak. He watched each finger of him be carefully wiped by Xie Mengzi. The boy held his hand and kissed the back of his hand with satisfaction: “Okay, fragrant.”

Ji Qinyang: “…”

Xie Meng laughed: “What are you blushing?”

The newly quilted bed had a smell of sunlight. Xie Meng lay in first. Ji Qinyang sat by the bed and pulled his feet out of the bed.

“?” Xie Meng yawned and muttered, “What’s wrong?”

Ji Qinyang took the nail clippers: “Repair your toenails, you sleep yours.”

“Can’t cut it.” Xie Meng joked: “I have to look at you.”

Ji Qinyang glanced at him: “You are my flesh. Does it hurt you or hurt me?”

Xie Meng couldn’t take it: “It’s dead …”

“It’s not your flesh.” Ji Qinyang no longer thanked Meng, and lowered his head carefully to cut the toenails for the boys.

Ten toe clips were cleaned and wasted for a long time. Xie Meng’s two feet were held in his arms by Ji Qinyang. After so long, it was still warm. By the time Ji Qinyang finished cutting, the boy was asleep.

Shantang Street has a quiet and long winter night. Ji Qinyang held Xie Meng in his arms, his warm feet were entangled, and his breathing was stable.

And the tender dreams of young people are endless waters of Jiangnan.

The years are sweet and the time is long.