Weird Gacha Machine

The atmosphere of Chinese New Year has become more and more intense. In the past few years, no one at home has thought about decorating with lanterns and festoons.Isn't Song Qingqiao here this year, posting Spring Festival couplets, hanging lanterns, and making dumplings, doing everything together.

On New Year's Eve, Secretary Yin came back.Secretary Yin, who knew that he had an extra godson, didn't respond at all, although Yin Mu had already expected such a result.

Meng Er, who had been missing for several days, finally cheated his body and asked them out, and it seemed that he had reached an agreement with his unlucky sister.

"I really don't know about this." As soon as he opened his mouth, he pretended to be innocent.

"I really don't know about this either." Yin Mu replied.

It was a big game, everyone was led into the trap by Meng Ji, and it lasted for so long.Therefore, it is reasonable to say that the two brothers and sisters are not fuel-efficient lamps. The elder brother is mad at people with so much nonsense all day long, and the younger sister is stealing petty things behind the scenes. It is hard to guard against.

In fact, when Meng Ji did this, he never imagined that he could be deceived for so long. It was all thanks to Yin Mu and Meng Er, who cooperated perfectly.One didn't even ask for confirmation after knowing it, and went abroad to study with his parents, while the other didn't bother to communicate with outsiders, and didn't even give him a chance to know the truth.To say she was innocent, Meng Ji was also quite innocent. She just wanted to make it less embarrassing to say that she was dumped, because her ex-boyfriend liked men, not just because she didn't like her.

"I think Meng Ji just can't understand you." Song Qingqiao made a wise opinion.

Hey, don't say it, it's to the point.

"Did I provoke her?" Yin Mu couldn't figure out why the two brothers and sisters liked to stab him in the back, "Tell me, where did I offend your little aunt?"

Meng Er was so miserable that he couldn't tell. His little aunt was also brought up like this by him, and he had to pay for the sins he had done: "No, isn't it just...you broke up with her."

Song Qingqiao narrowed his eyes, he was the happiest person in the audience: "President Yin, have you forgotten what we said yesterday?"

I didn't forget, but I just couldn't figure it out.There are many things in the world like this. You obviously did nothing and tried your best to do your part, but even if someone doesn’t like it, it doesn’t matter if they don’t like it, and they still trip you up.

"So you two have been together for four or five months?" Meng Er asked.

? ? ?Yin Mu is not too clear about when it was counted.

"It's only two months." Song Qingqiao said.

"Huh?" Yin Mu and Meng Er exclaimed in unison.

"Isn't it?"

"Didn't you see each other right after you came back from Japan?" Meng Er remembered that when he met Yin Mu on the bullet train, the two of them were still playing video.

Yin Mu also remembered that Song Qingqiao counted from the time when the two of them were really determined to be together.

"It's only been two months, that's right," he said.

"It's only been two months, I feel like an old married couple." Meng Er sighed deeply bored.

It turned out that it was only two months, and we only met each other for half a year. It feels like a lot of things have happened, but the time has not existed for too long. Then how to spend the even longer time in the future.

The dumplings in Yin Mu's bowl were all smashed, and he has been absent-minded since returning home.His eyes looked at the dumplings, but his eyes didn't focus on the dumplings.Song Qingqiao made pork stuffing with shiitake mushrooms specially for him, and he wasn't in the mood to eat it.

"Not delicious?" Song Qingqiao asked.

Impossible, even Mr. Yuan, who only drank soup at night, ate several of his dumplings.

"Xiao Song, did you wrap coins in?" Grandma asked.

"Two of them, one for the vegetarian dish and one for the meat stuffing."

"Hey, why didn't I eat it?"

Grandma really looked like a child, she was the only one in the family eating vegetarian dumplings, where did the coins go?

With a "crack", Secretary Yin spat out a steel coin from his mouth: "Mom, here I am."

"What do you do to be vegetarian!"

Secretary Yin was aggrieved, how could he dare to eat the dumplings at home in the past? Aunt Li was also hard-working, three-quarters of the dumpling filling was leeks, and the whole house tasted of leeks after eating it.After all this, the cabbage and mushroom dumplings made by my son can relieve the greasy smell of the past few days, and let him eat the steel pan that the old man was looking forward to.

Yin Mu looked at Song Qingqiao's expectant eyes, and finally picked up the dumpling whose skin was riddled with holes and stuffed it into his mouth.There is a faint sweet taste, chewing and chewing, a hard thing hurts the tooth, spit it out and see, another steel hammer.

"Auspicious New Year." Song Qingqiao chuckled, sweeter than dumplings.

"You kid is really eccentric." Grandma muttered.

The old man couldn't make it to the New Year, and his eyelids kept fighting. After dozens of New Years, it didn't make much sense, so he went to rest first.Mr. Yuan and Secretary Yin sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The two chatted with each other and shared some work matters.Yin Mu was sitting there, got up, poured a glass of water and went back to the house.

When he was a child, when fireworks and firecrackers were not banned in the urban area, no one at Yin Mu’s family took him to set them off, so he could only lie on the window and look at the sky outside. Fireworks bloomed one after another in the dark night sky. With the sound of firecrackers, the new year is ushered in.Later, after the implementation of the policy of completely banning fireworks and firecrackers, his interest in Chinese New Year was also banned.Fortunately, this year, I still watched the fireworks once. Although it was not the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, it was better than that.

The Chinese always have a lot of sayings about the New Year, feudal superstition.For example, you must maintain a good mood on the first day of the new year, so that you will have a good mood throughout the year. For example, you cannot refuse customers on the first day of the new year. The filth is washed away, and the new year is greeted with a brand new one.So it's past eleven o'clock, and there's still half an hour before the first day of the Lunar New Year, and they haven't taken a shower yet.

"How about washing together?" the shameless little boy said.

If it is said that his face is smelly, it must be Yin Mu's face. If this continues, his face will be smelly until next year.

"It's done, save time." Yin Mu took off the sweater first, then pajama pants, and finally entered the bathroom wearing a pair of underwear.

Anyway, it's not like we haven't seen each other.

Water vapor filled the air, and the bathroom was as hot as purgatory.The two figures were inseparable from each other in the rising mist.

Song Qingqiao has never been a little white rabbit in this respect.The interest is high, as if the host of the Spring Festival Gala downstairs has started the countdown: five, four, three...

"...Song Qingqiao."

two……

"Ah."

one……

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

The author has something to say:

This chapter unexpectedly stuck orz

Be lazy and have fewer words: D

I think you guys will like it... right?Um?