Cross-year difference (GL) + Fanwai

The author has something to say: greedy for cheap and bought low-priced burdock cakes, but the result is not tasty T_T

Chapter 46

The Spring Festival is approaching, the streets are full of red lanterns, window grilles are pasted on the windows, and many people also hang red whips and spring couplets at the door.

According to the tradition of the Qin family, every few days before New Year's Eve, one would go to the ancestral tomb to worship. Qin Wenchang had bought the firecracker paper a few days earlier and planned to take Qin Shaoya to worship the ancestors.

Yan Zicheng also went every year in the past, even after Qin Wenchang passed away, she also insisted on burning paper for her ancestors alone every year.But Yan Zicheng couldn't go there after time travelling. To be precise, she couldn't run into the Qin family's father and daughter, so she could only sneak into the mountains when there were few people.

Qin Shaoya saw the paper house that Qin Wenchang bought back, and sighed, "Wow, can you burn the villa now?"

Qin Wenchang smiled and said: "Hey, this is a new model this year. Look, there are luxury cars." He took out a bright paper car from the plastic bag, "And a mobile phone."

"Awesome. What about this one? Gold ingots? And a watch."

"Yes."

Yan Zicheng said: "In fact, the most practical is the oldest straw pulp paper, and it is relatively flammable."

Qin Wenchang agreed: "That's true."

He packed the paper money and joss sticks, and asked Yan Zicheng, "Little Yan, although we welcome you to spend the New Year with us, but you won't go home to accompany your parents?"

Yan Zicheng said: "My parents are abroad, they don't like this, they celebrate Christmas."

Qin Wenchang nodded: "Oh, yes, that's what foreigners do, Jesus God's. Eh, but you're not white?"

"Chinese."

"Chinese people are also descendants of Yanhuang. You have to tell your parents about the Spring Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yan Zicheng smiled: "Okay, I will definitely enlighten them."

Before the trip to Peru, Yan Zicheng's rental date just came up, so she returned the house, thinking about renting a new one when she came back, and lived in Qin's house before finding a rented house, and celebrated the Spring Festival together by the way.

Qin Shaoya didn't think it was troublesome, so she didn't set up a marching bed for Yan Zicheng alone, and asked Yan Zicheng to sleep with her. Fortunately, Yan Zicheng didn't object.

The most pitiful one is the little ponkan. It has been sent back to the pet club for two months, and it seems that it will continue to live in foster care.

Qin Shaoya placed an Eight Immortals plate in Qin Shaoya's bedroom, which was filled with various snacks. Before going to bed, Yan Zicheng was lying on the bedside reading a book. Qin Shaoya leaned over to look: "What is this?"

""Compendium of Anatomy of Strange Creatures", do you understand it?"

Qin Shaoya hugged the book over: "I can't read it, it's all in English, but I can understand the pictures. This is a unicorn."

"Ghost. That's a narwhal."

"What is a narwhal?"

"A whale with a prominent left tooth."

"Oh, how can it be called a strange creature?"

"Because the one in the book has wings."

"Oh, here it is!"

Yan Zicheng rolled his eyelids at her: You idiot.

Qin Shaoya put down the book, grabbed her arm, and asked with bright eyes: "Ah, is the ghost I saw in Lima real?"

Yan Zicheng went crazy: "You have asked this question eight hundred times!"

"Is it true?"

"If you see it, it's true, if you don't believe it, it's fake."

"That's true!"

"Yes, yes, little ancestor, don't shake me."

Qin Shaoya climbed down from the bed and grabbed a handful of red dates and longan from the fruit plate: "Haha, give birth to a precious son~"

After spreading, she felt that something was wrong, and silently picked up the dates and ate them.

Yan Zicheng's back hurt from the longan, he picked it up and threw it aside: "Are you annoying, how old are you?"

Qin Shaoya was sitting on the other side of the bed, biting a jujube in her mouth: "Try it, it's very sweet."

"I do not want to eat."

"Then you eat candy, I bought a lot, such as Niu Zha, peanuts, and coconuts."

"Can you be quiet?"

"Oh."

After a pause, Qin Shaoya quietly crawled to Yan Zicheng's side, lifted her arm, turned over, and found the red mole Hu Qiqi mentioned, which was exactly the same as the one on the inside of her arm. .....

"Why?"

Qin Shaoya's heart was beating uncomfortably, and she took her left hand again, and said, "I'll show you the palmistry."

Yan Zicheng smiled: "Hey, do you still know palm reading?"

"Um......"

Qin Shaoya was pricked by a cactus when she was in elementary school for five years, leaving a small thorn in her index finger. After a few months, the thorn was expelled, but there was a small black spot left at that location.

She held Yan Zicheng's left hand, and while looking at the lines on her palm, she observed her index finger.

Yan Zicheng said: "You do the math, let me see if what you said is right, and whether you have the potential to be a physiognomy teacher."

Qin Shaoya talked nonsense, all her attention was on the root of her index finger nail, there was indeed a small black spot there, which was exactly the same as the one on her hand.

A very bad premonition rolled in Qin Shaoya's heart, and things that were considered fantasies in the past gradually became her suspicions.She can't make such hasty judgments, she must come up with a reliable method.

Yan Zicheng called her: "Why didn't you speak suddenly? What are you thinking?"

Qin Shaoya put down her hand, a little depressed, got into bed, leaned on the pillow and said, "Big Chengzi, where did you grow up when you were young?"

Yan Zicheng said, "In a small town."

"Is it a beautiful town at the foot of a mountain in foreign countries?"

"Uh, so be it."

"Which country is that in?"

"Sweden."

"Oh...but you never told me that your family is abroad?"

Yan Zicheng paused: "I don't need to say everything."

"Can you take me to your house to play?"

"There will be a chance in the future."

"Why don't you work in Sweden and come here?"

"Can I run around the world?"

"is it?"

Yan Zicheng turned over and sized her up with a frown: "Comrade Qin Shaoya, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Qin Shaoya covered her face with the quilt: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

That night, Yan Zicheng didn't sleep well, and always felt that something bad happened, but he couldn't tell what it was.

After the ancestor worship, Dalian Thirty came soon, and the three of them ate New Year's dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala at home until the third day of junior high school.

On the fourth day of junior high school, Yan Zicheng answered a phone call, saying that she was going out for a day.

Qin Shaoya said that since Yan Zicheng was going out, she also went out for a walk, and stopped by the pet club to see the little ponkan.

This morning Qin Shaoya got up earlier than Yan Zicheng. When she was tidying up the dressing table, she accidentally found a red corner of Yan Zicheng's bag. When she got closer, it turned out to be a joss stick.

Qin Shaoya was stunned for a while, and formed a very terrifying idea in her heart.She turned around, Yan Zicheng was still sleeping, that face that was exactly the same as hers, hadn't shown any signs of aging for more than ten years, instead, her skin became more and more lustrous because of her careful maintenance.

Qin Shaoya clenched the shoulder strap of her handbag, trembling slightly.She asked helplessly in her heart: Yan Zicheng, are you really...a "human"?

After breakfast, Yan Zicheng and Qin Shaoya went downstairs together, walked to the street corner and took a taxi.

Qin Shaoya glanced at her bag secretly: "Big Chengzi, can I ask where you are going?"

"A coffee shop, a customer asked me to go there."

"OK."

Yan Zicheng gave her some money: "You go to see the dog carefully, use this to buy some delicious food, and then give it a grooming or something."

"I have money, I don't need it."

"Take it, the cost of that is not what you can afford."

"Oh."

"Be careful on your own way, I'll go first."

A few minutes later, a taxi stopped on the side of the road, and the driver rolled down the window and asked Qin Shaoya, "Miss, are you leaving?"

Qin Shaoya came back to her senses: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

Qin Shaoya thought for a while, then lowered her eyes: "Qingshan Park."

The driver let out an oh, and chatted: "Why, are you going to visit the grave today?"

"Um......"

While sleeping last night, Qin Shaoya thought of a very reliable method of judgment.

If she guessed correctly, Yan Zicheng was going to burn the paper for someone, and the incense candle she hid in her bag proved it.Yan Zicheng might burn paper for other people, or he might burn paper for someone Qin Shaoya "knows".But even so, Yan Zicheng could justify that he cared about Qin Shaoya's family and acted like a junior among friends.

So... Qin Shaoya grabbed the handle of the car door, she had to work on another thing.

Something that only Qin Shaoya would know.

After arriving at Qingshan Park, Qin Shaoya went to see her grandfather's grave for a while, and then walked around behind a small forest, where there was a small river ditch.Most of the graves are buried in the wasteland in front of the forest, and farther behind the forest is a deep mountain, and few people go back.