Oh, how do you hit someone?

Su Chuntao's cooking skills are really good. She knows a little bit of both Chinese and Western styles in the south and the north, and she prepares a whole table of meals by herself.

The peach blossom wine is pale pink and has a high appearance, which Su Chuntao appreciates very much.

There were only three people around the table for the New Year's Eve, and Su Chuntao didn't feel that it was too lively, and happily removed the bowls and plates that had been fastened to prevent the heat from dissipating, revealing a table of red, green, and extremely sumptuous New Year's Eve dinners.

Qin Shang took the goblet.

The wine glass is Su Chuntao's treasure. I don't know where to find it. It cost a thousand dollars.

When it comes to festivals, we should take it out and use it to reflect some sentiments.

Usually, Qin Shang wouldn't touch peach blossom wine like a girl's wine, but when he got home, the world was bigger than Su Chuntao, so he naturally threw away the white wine and went for this sweet peach blossom wine.

While pouring wine for Pei Jiding, he said, "Just make do with it. Once you enter this house, Ms. Su is a rich woman."

"Did you say that to your mother?" Su Chuntao glared at him, "There are also families where Xiao Pei wants to drink white."

"No, peach blossom wine is more fragrant than white wine, I quite like it."

"Did you see it? Learn from others, you have no vision."

Qin Shang handed the wine glass to Su Chuntao, glanced at Pei Jiding, and whispered in his ear: "...why didn't you drink this peach blossom when you were drinking with Bai Fan?"

Pei Jiding was a little embarrassed, after all, he was glib, and if he made people happy, it wouldn't look good if someone exposed him.

He glanced at Qin Shang, raised his glass and said to Su Chuntao, "Auntie, this is the first time I'm celebrating the New Year at someone else's house, so I would like to toast you."

When the glasses collided, Pei Jiding took a sip of the wine, and took the opportunity to mutter to Qin Shang: "Don't worry about it, uncle who is seven years older than me?"

This sneaky provocation is the same as catching Qin Shang's heart.

The tone is frivolous, the attitude is provocative, like a hooligan.

Pei Jiding put his lips against the wine glass, and his voice was so low that Qin Shang had to prick his ears to hear what he said clearly.

This voice was particularly small in Su Chuntao's laughter, but it still made Qin Shang want to laugh.

He raised the wine glass, the pale pink peach blossom wine was shining brightly under the lamp, and the tiny bubbles reflected the warm yellow light, like little suns.

"Happy New Year! I wish Ms. Su Chuntao live longer and younger." He shouted, turning to look at Pei Jiding, "I wish Comrade Pei Jiding a successful career and become the second leader of the barbecue shop as soon as possible."

Pei Jiding then raised the wine glass, the movement was a little slow, the three beautiful wine glasses collided under the lamp, like ringing the New Year's bell, echoing in Pei Jiding's chest.

With a successful career, it is obviously a joke to provoke the leader.

But Qin Shang still has special care in this aspect of insight into people's hearts, understands what he cares about, and understands what the bottom line in his heart is.

This person looks careless, but those eyes seem to be enchanted, they can always see through people's hearts, and then show some small care without any trace.

As soon as the wine glasses collided, the dinner began.

The taste of peach blossom wine matches its appearance.

Fragrance, sweet aftertaste, although not as stimulating as white wine, with a lingering aftertaste, but the light floral and sweet taste is surprisingly good for this New Year's Eve dinner.

It warms the heart and lungs like the sun on a winter night.

Su Chuntao's cooking skills are good, one soup, four bowls and two small stir-fries, three people fill a table with dishes, and it still has the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

The reunion does not seem to have much to do with the large number of people and the small number of people.

There is Su Chuntao and Qin Shang, even if there are only three people around a square table, they can still live a prosperous year.

Qin Shang handed over a bowl of winter melon pork ribs soup, and moved the crispy meat away from him.

"Drink some bone soup to heal your wounds, and I saw you pouring meat into your mouth. You are really a picky eater who hasn't grown up yet?"

Su Chuntao moved a small stir-fried vegetable to Pei Jiding, and for the first time did not favor Pei Jiding.

Pei Jiding took back the chopsticks holding the meat, picked up the pork rib soup, and glanced at Qin Shang while sucking it in. Qin Shang took it calmly and let him watch it.

Su Chuntao was sitting across from her, and her eyes burst into laughter: "Hey, Xiao Pei still lives in your dilapidated warehouse?"

"Yes." Qin Shang filled the rice and handed it to Su Chuntao.

"The place is so small, it's not uncomfortable to live in."

Qin Shang looked at Pei Jiding, indicating that he felt that Pei Jiding was holding the soup bowl and felt a little bit hard to get off.

It's really hard to say that the ball hit him.

The warehouse is not a serious place to live. Driving at night and noisy during the day, there is often a wave of humidity, and every day when I wake up, I feel sweaty and uncomfortable.

He faltered, his face was a little stiff: "It's okay."

Qin Shang has been staring at Pei Jiding for a second without missing a beat.

The small warehouse in the store is like a small prison. Pei Jiding is placed there, and when he mentions it from time to time, he feels like he is playing some kind of prison game.

He thought of the man who took off his clothes and got under the quilt tremblingly, and he began to feel uncomfortable again.

Su Chuntao didn't have as many things on their minds, so she asked casually, "Xiao Pei is going back to the warehouse after dinner tonight?"

"Ah... let's go back."

The chandelier was hanging above his head, his eyes were blurred after sitting for a long time, Pei Jiding replied hesitantly, feeling embarrassed.

That humble little warehouse seemed to have become a stain that he couldn't describe to outsiders. Others might not look down on him, but he himself was the first to show his timidity.

"Don't go back, it's too late to leave after dinner, come and stay with me at night."

Pei Jiding turned to look at Qin Shang, who was facing the dining table without even giving him a look, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, and took him in casually. A one-man wanderer.

"It's fine to go to Qin Shang's place. Little Pei is here to work, right? I've heard from Qin Shang." Su Chuntao smiled, and didn't think it was strange that Pei Jiding went to Qin Shang's house. It's not easy, and I won't be able to go back after a new year, Auntie doesn't have much else, I don't miss a bite of your meal, I just get tired of watching your brother every year, and the house is also lively when you come, and it still has a sense of the year."

"Ah..." Pei Jiding was at a loss as he held the bowl.

It is only natural that the mother and son are better than each other, as if there is an extra Pei Jiding on the dinner table from beginning to end, and this family has always been three people.

In the end, this matter was settled so inexplicably.

It was eight or nine o'clock for dinner, and Qin Shang took an apron to wash the dishes. There was only one apron with HollowKity printed on it at home, which was bought by Su Chuntao at a discount in the supermarket, and Qin Shang was full of childishness when covered in it.

Pei Jiding was rushing to wash the dishes, but as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Qin Shang who was wearing a pink apron around his waist.

"Let me do it?"

"Go out and watch TV with my mother." Qin Shang clasped his hands behind his back, looked down at the beautiful cat on his chest, who was more loving than this cat, "Is this cat your idol, do you want to wear one?"

"...you're only three years old and kids like hollowkity"

In order to prove his mature three views, Pei Jiding resolutely walked out of the kitchen, took the oranges from Su Chuntao, and sat on the sofa listening to TV in a daze.

Watching the Spring Festival Gala and having a reunion dinner during the New Year, these customary customs constitute the Chinese New Year.

Qin Shang finished washing the dishes, took off his apron and sat on the sofa, discussing with Su Chuntao from time to time that this year's sketch is not good, but the song and dance is not bad.

When the acting gets to a fun place, the three of them can still laugh.

Pei Jiding hadn't seen the Spring Festival Gala in previous years. Young people's obsession with the Spring Festival Gala has long since become less obsessed, and in Pei's family, New Year's Eve will not belong to the Spring Festival Gala.

On the [-]th day of the new year, from the first day to the sixth day, the Pei family will have different gatherings.

Pei Wende never went out to visit relatives, and various relatives always came to him.

In that two-story villa, no matter Chinese New Year, Dragon Boat Festival, or Lantern Festival, the only festive features are piles of gifts and a pretentious party.

Only on the seventh day of the lunar new year, Pei Jiding could fly out from Pei's house and play wildly with Xiang Bai.

Pei Jiding has never had a clue what the New Year is for.He doesn't like festivals because other people celebrate what he doesn't have.

Su Chuntao's room is not big, and the living room is also small, with a sofa, coffee table and TV, there is not much space left.

But such a poor house compared to the Pei family made him feel more comfortable than a two-story villa.

Although it is crowded, the messy jellybeans on the coffee table and the backrests of clothes piled in the corner of the sofa make this small space full of life and heart.

The clock was ticking towards twelve o'clock, and the TV began to make a countdown sound.

"10"

"9"

"8"

Qin Shang poked Pei Jiding and pointed out the window.

The windows were open, and there was a cold wind pouring into the house. Except for the lights that were on, the outside seemed to be an empty wasteland, silent.

Pei Jiding looked at him: "Why?"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

A brilliant fire suddenly burst out of the dark window, illuminating the room a lot.

The sound of fireworks in my ears coincided with the sound on TV, and colorful firelight fell from the sky.

After being hit twice on the arm, Qin Shang raised his voice and asked him: "It's so beautiful, are you dumbfounded?"

The exploding fireworks were reflected on Qin Shang's face, and Pei Jiding only saw the eyes that were bent with a smile in the interlaced light and darkness.

He roared: "That's right, the people from the village have never seen the world!"

"You poor, you come from your village, so I must have grown up in a ravine."

Pei Jiding smiled happily, put his hands around his mouth, and shouted to Qin Shang: "Happy New Year!"

"Fuck, you deafened my ears." Qin Shang patted the hand in front of his mouth, then smiled and said, "Happy New Year"

The twelve o'clock bell sounded like a secret signal known to people all over the country. Greetings and blessings were sent to each other through the erected signal station.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the fireworks and TV outside the window provided the light source, illuminating the melons and fruits on the table. In the dim place, warmth and joy grew wantonly.

Su Chuntao's cell phone was beeping non-stop. She would press the keyboard to reply, and would make a voice call, and also called relatives from all walks of life who came in to pay New Year's greetings.

Qin Shang's cell phone didn't stop, the fireworks gradually extinguished, and the surroundings became silent, with "Happy New Year" and greetings echoing in the room.

Pei Jiding was sitting on the sofa, and his mobile phone seemed to be the only one in the family who was quiet. He crossed his legs, stared at the TV for a while, and took out his mobile phone.