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It’s almost the end of the year before I write out orz and put it in Zuohua, so that the later little angels don’t have to buy it, and don’t put it on Weibo or other places for the time being, just treat it as a genuine benefit.

[The timeline is after Ling Yichen went to university, the three of them rented a house near the school, and they haven't started to manage the company yet, that is to say, when Yifeng just entered elementary school, the three of them were the poorest period of time]

[I wrote a happy episode by myself, and I will show it to everyone in the talk, it would be even better if you like it]

Episode 1: Happy New Year

"The sound of firecrackers will abolish the year, and the spring breeze..."

The immature child's voice hesitated for a moment, but was still unable to pick up.

"Send warmth." Ling Yichen at the table reminded casually while flipping through the notes.

"The spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu!" The child quickly remembered, "Thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old talismans."

"I have a good memory." Ling Yichen nodded and praised.

The child who finally picked it up happily clapped his hands, and ran to his elder brother, holding out his own reward, a toffee, very consciously, and didn't take too much.

"Do you know what day it is today?" Ling Yichen reached out and pulled Ling Yifeng into his arms, "Tell me about it, brother?"

"Chinese New Year." Ling Yifeng looked up at him.

"Well, I will say 'Happy New Year' when I see someone later." Ling Yichen brushed the child's bangs, and after finding that there was no sweat, he shook his hand again, "Isn't it cold?"

Ling Yifeng concentrated on peeling off the candy wrappers and shook his head.

Ling Yichen sighed.

This is the first year he and Qi Ming have lived after they escaped from their original family.

To be honest, compared with their previous days, the years are a bit different, not to mention that they didn't go anywhere to play or hang out, and they almost didn't even have all the necessities for the New Year, so they only bought new clothes for Ling Yifeng.

However, this child is really astonishingly sensitive, and immediately realized that it was only bought for him because of insufficient expenses, and he would not buy it even if he was killed.

In the end Ling Yichen bought it anyway.

With the new year and new weather, coupled with the rapid growth of children, it is normal to buy clothes.

But this dress...

The clothes are chosen by the children themselves, Ling Yichen really doesn't know who the aesthetic looks like.

I don't even know who designed the clothes.

Such a good little boy, there are long rabbit ears on the back of the hat, which are still standing upright, and can follow the shaking of the head, as if alive, which is amazing.

While thinking about it, Ling Yichen helped Ling Yifeng put on the hat, and also buckled the anti-leakage buckle on his chin, then let him out from his lap, watching the child flick the rabbit ears , frantically looking for Qi Ming.

He couldn't help laughing from behind.

"Brother, Happy New Year!" Ling Yifeng yelled loudly, which made Qi Ming, who was painting, tremble.

Qi Ming turned his head and saw that Ling Yifeng was looking at him with his head tilted.

The ears also tilted to look at him.

"Happy New Year...hey, I'll go," Qi Ming laughed, "Your brother bought it for you yesterday? Why are you still wearing ears?"

Ling Yifeng grabbed his hat in a daze, and blinked at Qi Ming.

"Your brother is too much! You are a boy after all!" Qi Ming couldn't help laughing, hugged the child into his arms, walked into the bedroom, held Ling Yifeng's little hand, and hammered Ling Yichen's shoulder After a while, "Yifeng, beat him up."

Ling Yichen dusted off his clothes, and licked the corner of his mouth at his younger brother: "Hey, Ling Yifeng, you still dare to hit me? So powerful? Didn't you want to buy it?"

The frightened child quickly shook his head, and immediately turned his head and lay down on Qi Ming's arms before Ling Yichen could speak again, shrinking like a quail, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to breathe out.

Qi Ming smiled while tidying up the rabbit ears on Ling Yifeng's hat: "Why are you scaring him? It's not that you don't know that he is timid."

"How do I know he's so afraid of me?" Ling Yichen was puzzled, walked over and squeezed Ling Yifeng's face angrily, "Little heartless, why didn't I see you when I didn't dare to sleep alone at night? Me, put your hands and feet directly into my arms? It's cold, and it woke me up in the middle of the night. "

"How can you bear him getting into bed all the time?" Qi Ming patted the child's back gently, "This problem really needs to be corrected."

"Other things, I will definitely ask him to change it, just this matter..." Ling Yichen pondered for a while, "He must have been frightened by my mother's matter at the time. Let him take it easy."

Ling Yifeng lay on Qi Ming's shoulder for a while, then slowly turned his head.

"Hey," Ling Yichen knew that there were tears in his eyes when he saw his eyeballs started to turn crystal clear like glass balls, "I won't mention it, it's Chinese New Year's Eve, I'll take you to make dumplings later this afternoon."

The child stopped crying immediately, and nodded happily.

Qi Ming lived in a small town when he was a child, and the small town was in the south, but the city where he met Ling Yichen later was in the north, so Ling Yichen knew nothing else but could make dumplings by himself, while Qi Ming hadn’t made dumplings a few times and couldn’t make dumplings either. Pi is basically Ling Yifeng with a little more hands-on ability.

But making dumplings really depends on who you are with.

Ling Yichen never felt that making dumplings was a grand event worth looking forward to, it was just a routine, but when he saw Ling Yifeng's Qiji eyes, his heart moved for a long time, and he regained a little bit of "home" Feel.

Ling Yichen was kneading the noodles, Qi Ming was on the other side intuitively adding ingredients and chopping stuffing, Ling Yifeng was watching from the side with his cheeks on his hands, and when the raw materials were ready, the three began to officially make dumplings.

The two adults were rolling a dumpling and a dumpling. Ling Yifeng also took a small rolling pin for playing with plasticine and rolled the small dumpling wrappers vigorously, and then played with his own. Ling Yichen and Qi Ming were chatting and laughing.The TV was turned on early, not for anything else, just for more popularity.The hosts of various TV stations put on bright and bright clothes, and greeted the people of the whole country, and condolences to border guards and on-duty doctors began to be broadcast one after another. Ling Yifeng watched intently, pointed to the white coat on the TV and said: "Aren't they going back to celebrate the New Year?"

"The doctors have gone back for the New Year. What if someone gets sick?" Qi Ming piled up the strangely shaped dumplings, a little worried about whether they would boil. "So some people can't go back."

"Chongshan's father is a doctor." Ling Yifeng muttered in a low voice, "Chongshan said that he will be a doctor in the future, so I won't be able to see him during Chinese New Year."

"Well, Uncle Qi is a doctor, right?" Qi Ming asked Ling Yichen.

"Yes," Ling Yichen said while rolling the skin, "Even if Chong Shan is not a doctor, you won't be able to see him at this time. He has no home to return to, doesn't he have parents to accompany him?"

"Yes," Ling Yifeng said, "but you two also have it, so let's play together."

"Do you want to 'play' with him...with him in the future?" Qi Ming was amused, seeing that the child's mouth was so pouty that he could hang two taels of pork, and then he said, "Okay, I approve, you can celebrate the New Year with him."

"I thought the child had a poor memory, so he must have forgotten it. Who knew that he would mention Qi Chongshan every day." Ling Yichen glanced at his younger brother, and said in a low voice, "You agreed now, he doesn't know How old can I forget that I still have a little friend whom I can't see to spend the New Year with."

Ling Yifeng's rabbit's ears were drooping, and he was a little listless.

Qi Ming looked a little distressed, washed his hands, and straightened him up again, so that he could be more energetic.

Ling Yifeng glanced at him and pulled his ears off.

"Hey, why are you being stubborn with me?" Qi Ming was a little helpless, "Then hang down."

Ling Yifeng sighed like an adult, ran to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, straightened his ears, and looked even more helpless than him.

Qi Ming shook his head and laughed.

After the dumplings were made, the three of them hurriedly started cooking the New Year's Eve dinner. When the dumplings were finally placed on the table, the Spring Festival Gala began.

If it wasn't for Ling Yichen's foresight, he had already taken Ling Yifeng to enjoy the fireworks, and now the kid would probably be unhappy again.

Most of the New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by Qi Ming, and many of them were bought cooked dishes. It was definitely not delicious, but the three of them had been busy all afternoon, and the food tasted extraordinarily sweet.

The two adults also cooked some of the dumplings, including the small dumplings that Ling Yifeng was playing around with. Finally, they were surprised to find that the most stylish ones were the group of small dumplings.

"This kid won't starve to death in the future." Qi Ming grabbed his rabbit's ears and said in surprise, "Just now when I chopped stuffing, he told me, brother, you didn't put salt, and I didn't realize it... "

"Grow up quickly," Ling Yichen laughed while eating, "I'm really tired of cooking... I just don't have that skill."

Qi Ming looked at the big and the small with a smile.

"It will grow up soon." Qi Ming said with a smile, "When he grows up, I will show him these rabbit ears."

The Spring Festival Gala programs in those years were still good. At first Qi Ming leaned against Ling Yichen’s arms, Ling Yifeng leaned against Qi Ming’s arms, and laughed until the three of them almost rolled onto the floor. After a pause, he stopped his cough and fell asleep between the two of them in a daze.

When the clock struck zero o'clock, Ling Yifeng writhed uncomfortably between the two of them, rubbed his eyes, and woke up.

"I'll carry you to the bed," Ling Yichen picked up Ling Yifeng and said, "You..."

"Happy New Year," Qi Ming stood up and kissed the corner of his lips, "I love you."

"New...Happy New Year." Ling Yichen forgot what he was going to say just now, and subconsciously replied, "I love you."

Qi Ming looked at him fixedly, and suddenly moved closer.

The room was so quiet that only the lingering sound of lips and teeth and breathing remained.

Outside the window, there is a lot of noise and fiery trees and silver flowers.