He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing glanced at her: "You are about the same size, and you treat them as your sons. Don't you take advantage of them?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "Giving him so much money and taking a small advantage is not a loss, right?"

Gu Jingxing shook his head helplessly: "You girl, why do you still love to take advantage of this kind of advantage?"

Song Ran leaned in his arms and snorted, "You control me, and then make me angry, I will treat you as a son."

After all, the age is reasonable, but in front of Gu Jingxing, she somehow automatically switched to a little girl's character, and in front of others, she occasionally felt the vicissitudes of life.

Gu Jingxing couldn't laugh or cry, stretched out his hand and pressed her stomach: "Does it still hurt?"

Song Ran held his neck weakly: "It's much better."

Only then did Gu Jingxing relax. The sound of firecrackers outside the window continued, and Song Ran was puzzled: "Why do I only see fireworks but not fireworks?"

Gu Jingxing: "Compared with Haicheng, here is a lot of poverty and backwardness. The people here have just solved the food and clothing problem. They have to be cruel to buy new clothes. Where can I get the spare money to buy fireworks?"

"So, don't you need money to buy firecrackers?"

"It is a traditional custom to set off firecrackers. People here have to send the kitchen **** to heaven. It is a matter of food and clothing. This is a kind of blessing for them. They pray for food and clothing next year, so they can't be stingy."

"The kitchen god? We don't have this custom."

Gu Jingxing smiled and said, "Well, send the Kitchen God to heaven on the New Year's Eve, and pick him up on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. You have to be careful, otherwise this family will have a big problem with food and clothing in the coming year."

Song Ran pouted her lips, noncommittal.

Because Song Ran's stomach was uncomfortable, and the New Year's Eve dinner could not be delicious, Gu Jingxing took care of her to wash and wash. The two leaned on the window and watched the children in the yard set off small fireworks, and then they were ready to go to bed.

Gu Jingxing turned her back to the living room after covering her with the quilt. Song Ran grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't go."

On New Year's Eve, she was uncomfortable, and Gu Jingxing was really worried about letting her sleep alone, so she stayed.

As usual, I didn't sleep peacefully all night.

At five or six o'clock in the morning, there were endless sound of firecrackers outside. Song Ran slept well. Gu Jingxing reached out and touched a piece of fruit candy from the bedside table, peeled off the sugar paper, and stuffed it into Song Ran's mouth.

Song Ran woke up, staring at him sleepily: "What are you doing?"

Gu Jingxing smiled and said: "The custom in my hometown is that on the morning of New Year's Day, before speaking, you have to eat a piece of candy. This year will be sweet."

Song Ran's eyes were dark: "As a soldier, you are quite superstitious."

Gu Jingxing touched her face: "Wait until the candy is finished before going to bed, be careful of getting stuck."

Well, Battalion Commander Gu really broke his heart.

The street lamp came in, and Song Ran rolled his eyes to him: "How about taking me as a three-year-old child?"

Gu Jingxing smiled spoiled and did not argue.

Song Ran stretched out his hand: "Congratulations on getting rich, bring the red envelope."

Gu Jingxing turned around and touched the pocket of the army coat hanging on the side. Song Ran was surprised: "Really?"

Gu Jingxing turned around, really took a small red envelope in his hand, and handed it to Song Ran, with a sincere look in his eyes: "Xiao Ran, I wish you... peace and joy."

Song Ran took the red envelope, bowed his head, and kissed the corner of his mouth. While he was stunned, he turned around and touched out the wooden jade pendant he bought yesterday, handed it to Gu Jingxing's eyes, and said with a smile: "The soldier... May you... get promoted and get rich as soon as possible."

His lingering kiss fell...