Xi Shijing

During the New Year's Eve, Cicheng was wrapped in a layer of red gauze, blindly busy and happy.

That day, Qiao Weixian was woken up by the little girl's voice.

The little girl ran up and down the stairs, shouting as she ran: "——Little Qiao, Xiao Qiao!"

The little girl's yelling was interrupted by Qian Youfang not long after, and Qian Youfang suppressed his voice: "Little Fatty! Don't go up, the master is sleeping!"

Xiaopang stopped after hearing the sound, imitating her father, and also lowered his voice: "Father! Xiao Qiao is not here!"

Qiao Weixian lay on his back calmly on the bed, deduced a conclusion: he is not Xiao Qiao.He listened attentively, and there was a shrill shout from farther downstairs: "Little Fatty, where are you going? It's over here!"

Qiao Weixian's ears immediately thought: This voice is a little sparrow.Since the child is here, then——

He took his time and stretched his muscles and bones before he rang the bell beside the bed.

Qian Youfang came in and grabbed a little girl on his lap.This girl was about six or seven years old, with a round face and round eyes, her cheeks were bulging, and her mouth was squeezed into a small and red mouth.She hid behind Qian Youfang, tilted her head and braids: "Father, who?"

Qiao Weixian was supported by Qian Youfang, looked at the child, as if he had jumped out of a New Year painting, beaming, "Long time no see, he has grown so big."

Qian Youfang washed the towel twice, handed it to Qiao Weixian, and carried her to Qiao Weixian along the way: "Little Fatty, Happy New Year to Master Qiao!"

At this time, Xiaopang opened his mouth and said, "Why is his surname Joe!"

Another Qiao's visitor in the mansion is now held in the arms of the little sparrow.It stretched out its paws, trying to reach the oil pan in front of it. There were about twenty spring rolls in the pan, which were rolling golden and oily at the moment.

Yuan Ji supported his waist and stood in front of the pot.He specially picked out a padded jacket with piping today, and his hair was freshly cut, looking neat and tidy.He moved the spring rolls back and forth with chopsticks: "Did you find the cat?"

The little sparrow hugged the cat: "I scared it just now." He took a sip of the vegetable-flavored oil and came back to life, and answered the question stupidly: "Brother Yuanji, there are so many..."

Oil splashed, and Yuan Ji smiled at him: "In a hurry to eat?"

The little sparrow's Adam's apple rolled: "I won't eat... I won't eat, I'll give it to Xiaopang."

"True or false?"

The little sparrow obviously hesitated for a while, but it cleared up soon: "Give it to her, she must like this."

Yuan Ji laughed loudly, and took two little sparrows away: "Be careful that the cat has run away!"

Pushed by Qian Youfang, Qiao Weixian came downstairs, and first saw the little sparrow galloping towards him.He grabbed a spring roll in each hand, and put a cat on his shoulder: "Little Fatty—Little Fatty!" lift it up.The cat sensed the danger, jumped down, turned around lightly, and went to the kitchen.

Fatty smelled it, and immediately rushed here, grabbed the spring rolls by the way, and pointed to the kitchen: "Go, Xiao Qiao ran away again!"

Yuan Ji just took the spring rolls out of the pan, turned around while they were steaming hot, and was startled: "My god! Why are they all here?"

The two children grabbed the leftovers from the kitchen and bent over to tease the cat.

Qiao Weixian followed from behind, his eyes passed through the two people and the cat, and met Yuan Ji.The aster red gown he is wearing today has different solar terms, and there are extra strings of red jade beads hanging on it. His white face is placed in the fur collar, and the jade beads reflect a little rosy color on his lips.

Yuan Ji opened his mouth in a daze.He saw that Qiao Weixian's eyelashes were black, and his lips opened and closed in the mist. He came closer to listen, and the closer he got, the ears and eyes worked together:

"Did you name this cat? I think you are itchy!"

Yuan Ji stood in front of him, patronizing Sha Le, patted his head for a long time, turned around, took a spring roll from the plate, blew on it twice, and handed it to Qiao Weixian's mouth: "Eat something. Huh? My fresh and stuffing!"

Before Qiao Weixian could finish cursing, her face turned red from the heat of the spring rolls.He took a careful look at the two children lying on the ground, seeing that they had no time to be distracted, then swayed, moved his mouth to bite, puffed up his cheeks, and chewed slowly.

Yuan Ji raised his head: "Not bad, is it?"

He gave a little, and Qiao Weixian took a bite, and finally finished the whole one, Qiao Weixian turned his face to the side, and muttered: "It's too oily."

"Little Qiao doesn't like this."

Qiao Weixian's neck stiffened, and after realizing it, he saw Xiaopang holding a thin layer of spring roll and feeding it to the cat.

Yuan Ji suppressed a smile, and suddenly heard Lao Qian trotting over: "It's all cleaned up outside," he said with a stretch of his head, "Come out, don't hinder your brother Yuan Ji's work!"

Qiao Weixian naturally didn't think he was hindering Yuanji's work. He made room for the child, and when he finished, he patted Xiaopang's cotton-padded jacket. Xiaopang blinked at him and followed the little sparrow out: "I'm three years old. No need to be fed!"

This meal was prepared by Yuan Ji, and the style was simple, not grand.Qiao Weixian is well-informed: "I thought you volunteered, you know how to cook."

Yuan Ji knew that he didn't have ivory in his mouth, so he sat beside him, giggling: "As long as you can eat, as long as you can eat," Yuba raised his face and greeted Qian Youfang: "Old Qian, drink?"

The two children almost climbed onto the table, chirping to eat, Qian Youfang was in a hurry, served soup for everyone, and then took out the wine from under the table: "Drink, drink!"

Several strings of firecrackers rang out outside, red firecracker papers flew up, and when the wind blew, there was a lot of laughter and laughter, and scattered into the curtains of every house.

Qiao Weixian sat on the spot, listening to the jubilation outside the window, his heart softened a thousand times, but he saw Yuan Ji's hand under the table, and gently shook him.Yuan Ji picked up two small porcelain cups and filled the two sides. In front of Qiao Weixian, he felt a rare shyness that hesitated to speak:

"Let's have a drink, too."

After drinking for three rounds, Qiao Weixian's red jade beads were already hanging around Lao Qian's neck.

"You, you haven't been back to your hometown for a long time. This time, take a good rest for a few more days, there are around here..." Qiao Weixian hiccupped softly, and swallowed the name.

Yuan Ji nodded, his eyes still clear: "Old Qian, don't worry."

Qian Youfang didn't say much, he just drank it down, patted the table, his face blushed: "Good luck...Master, this year, Good luck," he stretched out his index finger, "I'll go back to my hometown and worship Buddha for you. The girl looks like a master, you have been in poor health since you were a child, and you worshiped this Buddha, and now...Little Fatty..." Before finishing speaking, he fell on the table.Father and daughter are of the same heart, the little fat boy is sleepy after eating too much, and wants to sleep on the bench, seeing this, the little sparrow is about to get up while holding her: "Brother Yuan Ji, I will help them to lie down."

Yuan Ji then stood up, "Yes. You pack yours, and I'll pack mine."

Qiao Weixian was drunk and awake, still answering Qian Youfang's words: "You don't need to pray for me..." He drank the wine cup completely, and asked Yuanji, "What's yours and mine?"

As soon as the voice fell, Qiao Weixian vacated.In the past, he should have struggled and resisted for a few words, but now he attributed it to the smell of alcohol, closed his eyes, took a sniff, and leaned his head over.

Yuan Ji was familiar with the road, and laid Qiao Weixian on the bed in the bedroom, and was about to draw the window curtains.Just at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a bright red round paper-cut on Qiao Weixian's desk. He thought it was a window grille that hadn't been pasted.

Qiao Weixian was originally sunken in the soft mattress, but now she is slowly lifting her upper body up, her wine-soaked lips are as red as clouds.He looked at Yuanji for a long time, and his voice was never so low:

"come on."

Yuan Ji'er heard a new crack of a whip outside, the sound seemed slight, but it was like thunder on the ground.He couldn't tell exactly where the rumbling was restless.

He sat beside Qiao Weixian and came many times, but this time he seemed restrained, with his legs together, half-smiled: "Why?"

Qiao Weixian supported Yuan Ji's side with his arm, and gently squeezed Yuan Ji's earlobe with one hand.

He pressed against Yuan Ji's ear, speaking in a very soft voice.He talked for as long as the firecrackers sounded outside.Far and near in the city, the yelling of dragon and lion dances, the gongs and big drums in between, covered Qiao Weixian's voice in the overwhelming bustle.Among the red veils in Cicheng, he only occupies a small area next to Yuanji's ear.

He knew Yuanji could hear him.When he held Yuan Ji's face towards him, he had never seen Yuan Ji's expression like this: smiling, eyes blinking hastily, nodding, head lowered, hands clenched tightly, as if grasping something, not daring loose.

Qiao Weixian pressed his forehead, and for the first time, he used all his strength to kiss Yuanji down on the bed.The table next to the bed vibrated, and the red paper slipped to the ground and spread out.