Shuang Qi

According to Jiang Qifeng's current level, there is absolutely no need to get up early to practice exercises like when he was a beginner. He didn't understand what the master's arrangement meant, but he accepted the arrangement resignedly.

The next morning, just after dawn, in a room on the third floor of the villa, Jiang Qifeng struggled to open his eyes and turned off the alarm on his phone.

Take a deep breath, inhale, exhale.

get up……

Last night, Zhang Xiuming had already told Jiang Qifeng to get up early today, but for young people who are used to staying up late and have a disordered work schedule, even if they are lying in bed at [-] o'clock in the evening, they will definitely not be able to fall asleep until one or two o'clock in the morning.

So Jiang Qifeng, who left the bed early in the morning, had blue eye circles, a mess of curly hair, and a look of not waking up.

At this time, the whole villa was quiet, Jiang Qifeng tried to keep his movements as light as possible, went out and turned left, and slowly "moved" to the bathroom on the third floor.

When he turned on the faucet, his hands touched the cold water, and then splashed the cold water on his face, a burst of coolness hit him, and he woke up instantly.

At exactly seven o'clock, a figure stood on the west side of the garden outside the villa.

Different from the coldness of late winter and early spring in China, the southern hemisphere is still midsummer in February. Jiang Qifeng only wore a pure white short-sleeved upper body, and light-colored narrow-leg ripped jeans on the lower half. Such a dress, in the early morning It doesn't feel cold at all in the breeze.

Jiang Qifeng stretched his arms, bent over, pressed his legs and moved a little bit, letting go of the laziness in his body, leaving only a clear mind in his mind.

Soon, his back-to-back voice echoed in the garden, with cadences and clear words.

At about eight o'clock, the elders who are used to going to bed early and getting up early also opened their eyes from their sleep one after another. Others didn't know what happened outside, but Pei Linchuan really listened carefully.

The window in his room faces west, and if you don't open the window, you can hear vague sounds, and you can see Jiang Qifeng's concentration when you lower your head.

Pei Linchuan was a little lost in thought.

"Old Pei, what are you looking at?"

"Brother, that apprentice is behind the back, and he looks quite decent."

"What's the point of this? Don't you know it before? Come out and have breakfast."

Pei Linchuan turned around and glared at her jokingly, and said angrily, "What do you mean before, but now I can open my mouth and come here!"

"Okay, okay, I know you don't have dementia anymore." Pei Linchuan's wife saw that her husband was fascinated, and knew that this was a memory of old things, so she sighed and said, "If I knew you liked cross talk so much, I shouldn't have let you go. you left."

Pei Linchuan slowly withdrew his gaze, with complicated emotions in his eyes. "I don't blame you, I chose the path myself."

-

Today is New Year's Eve, and just after noon, the family began to prepare for the evening New Year's Eve dinner.When Jiang Qifeng woke up after falling asleep, everyone had been busy for more than half an hour.

Zhang Huaiyu and Pei Linchuan's wife were preparing big dishes in the kitchen, while Zhang Xiuming and Pei Linchuan were sitting at the dining table chatting and making dumplings. As for Zhang Huaiyu's youngest son Yuanyuan, he was lying on the ground in the corner and rolling with his toys.

Jiang Qifeng hesitated for a few seconds at the stairs, then walked to the dining table, consciously joining the dumpling making group.

"Did you just sleep upstairs?" Zhang Xiuming glanced at him and squeezed the dumplings in his hand.

Jiang Qifeng was a little embarrassed, but nodded honestly. "Well, I couldn't sleep last night, and I got up early in the morning, so I fell asleep for a while because I was really sleepy."

"Who made you stay up all night." Zhang Xiuming said this with obvious disgust in his eyes.

Jiang Qifeng was speechless, and obediently lowered his head to make dumplings seriously.

Pei Linchuan asked with interest: "What time did you get up in the morning? I saw you from under the window at eight o'clock. It's early enough."

"I started practicing at seven o'clock. Oh, by the way, didn't I disturb your rest?"

Jiang Qifeng knew that it was arranged by his master on purpose, but he didn't know what the intention was. Since Pei Linchuan asked, he cooperated with the script in his hand.

"You're so honest, you don't rest even when you celebrate the Chinese New Year." Pei Linchuan gave him a thumbs up.

"No, no..." Jiang Qifeng replied modestly, while looking at Zhang Xiuming's face calmly, trying to read some other hints from his calm expression.

Apparently, he failed and read nothing.

After that, the three of them continued to focus on making dumplings. During this period, Zhang Xiuming chatted with Pei Linchuan about trivial matters in life from time to time, or discussed about the growth and education of his precious grandson. Jiang Qifeng was completely blocked.

In the evening, the chicken, duck, and fish in the kitchen have already been cooked, and the dumplings here have also been wrapped, just waiting for the water to boil.

There was a slight noise outside, as if someone was taking a key and preparing to open the door.

Zhang Huaiyu was still wearing an apron, and his eyes lit up when he heard the voice: "Ah, it should be Pei Ying who is back!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened, and a young man in casual clothes came into the room with a stack of heavy documents and greeted everyone.

"Hey, mom and dad, uncle is here too."

The older generation has a close relationship. The son of the Pei family and the daughter of the Zhang family have known each other since they were young. Even though he and Zhang Huaiyu are married, they are still used to calling Zhang Xiuming uncle.

Pei Linchuan pushed Jiang Qifeng to him, and introduced him warmly: "Ying, this is your uncle's apprentice Jiang Qifeng."

Turning around, he introduced to Jiang Qifeng, "This is my son Pei Ying."

The two greeted each other with polite smiles and shook hands.

Just as Zhang Huaiyu took off his apron and put the freshly cooked dishes on the table, he shouted at them: "What are you doing at the door, sit down and get ready to eat!"

"Yes, yes, let's eat first, and then come and sit down."

Sitting at the dining table, Jiang Qifeng's heart twitched slightly when he heard the crowd chattering about family affairs... After all, he hadn't felt the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year for a long time.

He subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiuming next to him, and there was a very shallow smile on the corner of Master's mouth.

Although there are often a few words, but each sentence is very concise, Jiang Qifeng feels warm for no reason, and secretly thinks that the atmosphere tonight is warm.

The family chatter was almost over, Pei Ying suddenly looked at the side where Zhang Xiuming and Jiang Qifeng were sitting, and said, "By the way, Uncle and Xiaofeng come here once in a while, and it happens that I have a rest tomorrow, so I will drive you out for a walk." At that time, let's watch a musical together in the evening, and the organizer is my friend, so don't waste the tickets."

Facing the enthusiasm of the younger generation, Zhang Xiuming readily agreed.The master agreed, and Jiang Qifeng naturally had no objections.

Even if this matter is settled.

"By the way, are you going to watch the Spring Festival Gala later? Our TV can watch domestic live broadcasts." Pei Linchuan said.

Pei Ying said disapprovingly: "Dad, our place is two hours earlier than in China, so we can't see it until midnight? Can't we go out tomorrow."

Pei Linchuan's expression darkened a bit, "Is that so... I also want to talk about seeing what language programs will be available this year."

Zhang Xiuming looked at him with a half-smile and said, "You can watch it for a while, but I'll let you know in advance. This year's Spring Festival Gala has a surname Tang."

"Forget it, wash up and go to bed early." Pei Linchuan's expression changed instantly, only disgust remained in his eyes.

-

On a quiet night, the deep blue sky outside the window is dotted with twinkling stars, clean and pure, this kind of starry sky beauty is almost invisible in China.

Jiang Qifeng sat on the bay window and watched for a while, only to feel that his mind had never been so peaceful in the past 20 years.

With a sound of "Ding Dong", the screen of the mobile phone lit up, and it was a message from Wen Qiyu.

[Wen Qiyu: Happy New Year's Eve, brother!My dad brought me to the Spring Festival Gala, so excited! (Picture? JPG)]

Click on the big picture to see Wen Qiyu's selfie. From the background, it can be seen that this is indeed the scene of the Spring Festival Gala, and many celebrities and big names have been photographed.

Jiang Qifeng didn't realize that the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

For some reason, he suddenly thought, if one day he could go to the Spring Festival Gala with Wen Qiyu...

That was too exciting.

Jiang Qifeng pointed the phone lens at the starry sky outside the window, adjusted the angle of view, adjusted the composition, and finally pressed the shutter.

Then, send this picture over.

[Happy New Year's Eve, please restrain yourself and don't be ashamed!Send you a starry sky. (Picture? JPG)]

After sending this message, there has been no reply for a long time.

Maybe it's the Spring Festival Gala, so it's not convenient to look at your phone.

Jiang Qifeng got up and left the room, and took a glass of warm water to Zhang Xiuming like yesterday.As soon as he opened the door of the next room, he was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhang Huaiyu was there, and the father and daughter were talking.

"You really don't plan to go back home?"

"It's not that I won't go back, but Pei Ying will still be studying for a Ph. D. When Yuanyuan gets used to Western education and returns to China, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it."

"I knew I shouldn't have let you get married and have children so early, and you wouldn't want to go back after Yuanyuan finished studying abroad!"

"We'll figure it out, don't worry."

Jiang Qifeng didn't bother them, put down his water glass, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhang Xiuming stopped him, "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Seeing this, Zhang Huaiyu sighed. "Okay, let's talk first, I'm going to put Yuanyuan to sleep." After finishing speaking, he got up and left the room.

Only Zhang Xiuming and Jiang Qifeng were left in the room, and the atmosphere became cold for no reason.

"Master, do you have something to tell me?" Jiang Qifeng took a few steps back and asked tentatively.

Zhang Xiuming didn't answer him in a hurry, but took out a pen and paper, bowed his head and wrote a list.

"I've listed out the contents of the morning exercises for you every day, so just follow this."

As soon as the words fell, the list was already in Jiang Qifeng's hands.

Looking at the paragraphs listed above, Jiang Qifeng's scalp felt a little tingly, but he still wrote it down honestly.

"Is it still starting at seven?"

"You can do it earlier if you want."

Can't stop...

Jiang Qifeng complained incessantly in his heart, but he didn't dare to bargain, and went through the contents of the list again, his brows became more and more tangled.

"Is there any deep meaning in these paragraphs?"

Zhang Xiuming suddenly had an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

"These are what Pei Laosi was best at in his early years."

suddenly see the light……