Really young master holding sweet script

The morning light penetrated the frost on the window, and penetrated through the cracks in the curtains into the dimly lit ward. Shi Jing slept on her side, one arm was numb from the pressure of her body.

He didn't want to open his eyes, so he stretched out his other hand to support the bed and wanted to turn over. His fingertips touched a piece of skin, and he moved his fingers to a soft place.

His finger was bitten in the next second, and he opened his eyes to see Xie Yinhan who was lying face to face with him.

The latter's eyes were clear, and he had been awake for some time, so Xie Yinhan didn't use any force, and looked at him for a moment, then let go of his fingertips.

"Good morning, brother."

Maybe it was because he just woke up, his mind was spinning slowly, Shi Jing blinked in confusion, "Why don't you get up yet?"

Xie Yinhan didn't change his face, "I'm afraid I'll wake you up."

It was only then that Shi Jing noticed that it was not a pillow under his head, but Xie Yinhan's big arm.

Somewhat embarrassed to sit up, Shi Jing asked him, "Do you want to use the bathroom?"

Xie Yinhan moved his numb shoulder, turned his back to him, "Sleep for a while."

Shi Jing got out of bed without saying anything else, and closed the bathroom door without paying attention, Xie Yinhan lifted the quilt to take a look, then quickly covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

Xie Yinhan, who was bent like a shrimp, still had no intention of getting up until after washing.

Today is New Year's Eve. Even though he was in the hospital, Shi Jing was still used to watching the Spring Festival Gala. He plugged in the laptop he was carrying and tried to connect to the WiFi in the hospital.

Just trying the hospital's network, the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated, and there was nothing to do during the holidays. It would be bad if it disturbed others to sleep, so he thought about taking the phone and leaving the door of the ward.

Shi Jing strolled towards the end of the corridor, and picked up the WeChat call from He Qing by the way.

His voice was still gentle, "Hello, happy new year, uncle."

After a moment of silence, He Qing said, "Happy New Year, little friend."

"...Uncle didn't want to disturb you at first, but yesterday I heard that you were going to spend the holidays in the hospital. It happened that the nanny at home made too many dumplings and sent you some... just thank you for putting up with He Ling for so long."

He Ling's voice came from the opposite side, "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? If you don't want to see me, just say it, why are you pointing at me so insinuatingly? Or pointing at me with the kids, I don't want to lose face?"

He Qing said, "Hold down, I'm on the phone."

He Ling: "Why, you are so old, you deliberately called the children so early in the morning, so that you would be the first to hear the New Year's greetings, right?"

"Don't talk." When Shi Jing's refusal came to his lips, he heard He Qing say, "The housekeeper is already on the way, so I'm going to educate my son. Shall we talk when we have time?"

Shi Jing became a thank-you machine without emotion again, "Then thank you uncle."

"You're welcome, come and play at home when you have time."

The phone was hung up on the opposite side, and before Shi Jing turned into the ward, she received a landline call from the security room at the door.

Shi Jing stood by the wall of the corridor, seeing seven or eight people carrying bags and carrying cardboard boxes towards her, she didn't react for a while.

The gray-haired butler walked up to Shi Jing and bowed slightly, "Hello, young master, these are digital products that the He family is going to donate to the school in the mountainous area after the next year. I will send them to you for a few days, and wait for you to come out." You don’t have to feel any pressure if you donate again.”

Shi Jing was really dumbfounded, didn't he come to deliver a dumpling?

He looked at the various display projectors in the hands of several people, and quickly refused, "I'm going to move out soon, I really don't need these."

"This is all for donation, and it won't break if you use it for a few days."

Shi Jing waved her hand, "I really don't need it, thank you Uncle He for your kindness."

There was a stalemate in the hospital corridor, and they were afraid of disturbing the patients in other wards.

Shi Jing finally compromised and accepted an induction cooker and several boxes of handmade dumplings in exquisite packaging.

When everything was placed at the door of the ward, after Shi Jing opened the door and entered, Xie Yinhan had already got up and folded the quilt.

After everyone left, Xie Yinhan walked into the bathroom.

After washing and coming out, he asked with an unfriendly expression, "The name of this induction cooker is He?"

Shi Jing looked at the packaging, "How did you find out?"

Xie Yinhan turned his back and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his tone was cold, "Brother, I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy toiletries, along the way I'll buy some ingredients to make dumplings, and then I'll buy a pot for school and dormitory use."

He looked at the boxes on the table with some embarrassment, "What about the ones that were just delivered?"

Xie Yinhan walked in and took a look, then smiled, "Brother, do you eat mutton, offal?"

He expressed puzzlement, "How do you know I don't eat these?"

Xie Yinhan looked cold, "Shi Jianfeng said it."

Before leaving the ward, Yin Han left a sentence, "Even if the dumplings are not made of mutton, I don't want to eat what He Ling sent."

The door of the ward was gently closed.

Shi Jing was a little puzzled, but Xie Yinhan could tell that the dumplings were made of mutton just by looking at the dough?

After hesitating, he still didn't eat the dumplings. Of course, the dumplings were not wasted. When Shi Jing returned the pot, he gave it to the nurse.

I don't know if it was Shi Jing's illusion, but the nurse lady looked at him meaningfully, "... Shi Jing, did you rest well in the ward last night?"

"Very good, thank you for the pot."

"You're welcome, it's just a trivial matter." The nurse struggled a bit before whispering, "Actually, I think the one who came here a few days ago with more money is not as good as the handsome guy who came yesterday. The handsome guy has long legs. , looks even better, what do you think?"

The nurse lady waited expectantly for his answer, Shi Jing was a little embarrassed, but in terms of appearance!

"Xie Yinhan is indeed..."

Miss nurse, "Yes, yes, yes, I think so too, what's so great about being rich! You have to be excellent in all aspects, the handsome guy may be even richer in the future."

There seems to be something wrong.

Shi Jing wasn't sure if the nurse's misunderstanding was the same as what he thought of.

Xie Yinhan not only bought back the dough, vegetables and meat, but even bought a small pot, cutting board and rolling pin.

That night, the Spring Festival Gala was being broadcast live in the notebook, and Shi Jing was sitting on the sofa, picking up dumpling wrappers with her hands that never worked.

Following Xie Yinhan's example, he put the stuffing on with some effort, and just pinched one side, the other side leaked.

Sensing the sight of people around her, Shi Jing was weak and helpless, "You make another one, and I'll know how to make it after looking at it. Is it because you put too much stuffing so you can't hold it?"

The other party really demonstrated it.

Shi Jing followed his example and wrapped it into a half-folded dough.

Furious into a puffer fish.

Xie Yinhan spent a lot of time looking at his brother, and finally saw that his brother mustered up his courage and made a mistake. He raised one eyebrow and said casually, "In addition to work and study, you just need to be responsible for pampering yourself."

Shi Jing asked without hesitation, "Then you will do all the housework?"

It wasn't until he finished speaking that he realized that what he said was a bit wrong. With Xie Yinhan's character, he wouldn't feel that he was making insinuations about him, so he would be suitable to be a nanny, right?

There was indeed a pause for a few seconds, Xie Yinhan looked at his little expression and smiled, "Okay, I'll come."

After making a few more dumplings, Xie Yinhan asked as if talking to himself, "Brother, you are an adult, you will go to university in the future, will you fall in love?"

Shi Jing really thought about whether to study and attract him or fall in love.

"If you are busy with your studies, you may have to wait, but if you meet someone you like, you may talk."

"What kind of girl do you like?"

Shi Jing automatically ignored the word "girl", "I don't know, but if you insist, you are talented."

Suddenly remembered that Xie Yinhan asked him, and he was about to ask back, "Which university do you want to go to in the future?"

"I don't have any university I want to go to, but I have a major I want to study." Xie Yinhan said, looking at the drawing board in the corner, "Brother has gone to university, so can I go home and have a look only after Chinese New Year?"

"Probably." Shi Jing said, "After all, father and brother are very busy."

Xie Yinhan lowered his eyes, and made dumplings a little harder.

The curtains were not drawn in the ward, and the night outside the window was already dark. A few sparks rushed into the night sky, and immediately the dazzling sparks bloomed around.

Shi Jing, who was sitting on the sofa by the window, stood up and looked at the scene in the night, and finally felt a bit of the atmosphere of the New Year. The host of the Spring Festival Gala broadcast live in the notebook was talking about the countdown, but his eyes were full of fireworks.

He didn't even notice that the young man behind him skillfully wrapped the dumplings in his hands, neatly stacked them next to the cutting board, and raised his eyes slightly to land on him.

He looked at the night sky, heard the countdown countdown, and said softly, "Xie Yinhan, Happy New Year!"

Xie Yinhan stretched out his hand, then retracted it again, but his eyes were on him from the beginning to the end. He said hoarsely, "Brother, Happy New Year."

I wish you a bright future, even if you can't see it with your own eyes.

Shi Jing returned to Shi's old house again at 07:30 in the morning five days later.

Tomorrow is the day when the holidays will start to make up classes. The school requires boarding students to return to school for evening classes before tonight.

The dormitories of the same class are full. At this time, living on campus, they can only be arranged to share dormitories, and they will probably be assigned to roommates from the first and second grades of senior high school.

Shi Jing came back to pack her luggage so that she could move to school.

The driver uncle was already waiting downstairs, and he folded the spring clothes in his room and put them in the suitcase.

After picking and picking, Shi Jing finally filled three large boxes. He thought about carrying them downstairs in batches, and dragged the first unbelievably heavy box. A middle-aged woman with fur in a dress and long hair tied up high.

She walked in with her arms folded, and when she saw Shi Jing's face clearly, there was a moment of blankness in her eyes.

No matter how much he looks like his childhood sweetheart, he is not after all. After all these years, everything has been changed by the years, and she is no longer young.

Bian Lan quickly returned to his expressionless eyes, "Are you Shi Jing? I haven't seen you for many years. I heard that all the bastards your father gave birth to outside have been brought back. How can you tolerate them under your nose? "

Shi Jing tightened her hand holding the luggage handle, maintaining the last courtesy, and called out that unfamiliar name, "Mom, you're back."

The author has something to say: Today's joke:

The polar bear met the panda and fell in love with its accessories

Polar Bear: Brother, where did you buy your sunglasses?

panda:? ?