child prodigy at eighty

"Who is looking for you?" Song Xiaosan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked casually.

"Zheng Datou." Gu Weifeng directly put the pager aside, and said lightly.

When he said that, Xiao San didn't care, and turned to look at the scenery outside.

The capital city has changed a lot in the past few years. He is tossing around in the school and company every day. He doesn't know that there are so many tall buildings in the capital city, tall and bright, like large crystal boxes, beautiful.The road is widened again, and the asphalt road leads straight to the distance, which makes people feel brighter when they look at it.The outside of the third ring road is no longer the outside of the city in the past, yo, I don’t know when another overpass was built at this intersection, and he was dizzy from one transfer to another.

Capital, capital.

He watched this scene through the window and felt very happy for some reason, it was different, it was getting better and better, it was great.

Song Xiaosan expressed unknown emotions here, and Gu Weifeng glanced at the pager that he left aside without any trace, and finally did nothing.

Ms. Qu, who was far away in Hong Kong City, was sweating with her hand holding the pager, but in the end she didn't get the news she wanted.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.She pursed her lips tightly and did not speak, nor did she let the moisture in her eyes turn into worthless water.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel rejoicing. Fortunately, he sent the page, and he didn't agree or refuse. She can still send it next year, until the year he is willing.

Ms. Qu's sadness Gu Weifeng didn't think about it, it can be said that she didn't care at all.I really can't blame him for this, in his opinion they are just a little familiar strangers, knowing that they are safe, they just need to walk around when they have time, forget about spending holidays together, it's embarrassing.

Skipping these things aside, the look on Gu Weifeng's face these days has always been that kind of flattering look, and even the negligence of his subordinates has not lost face. Everyone said that this is the power of love.

Gu Weifeng is really happy. This is the first time he really celebrates the New Year with Xiaosan. Thinking about his uncontrollable excitement, it's just the two of them, quietly, happily spending a New Year that is completely their own. It was a wish that he had been looking forward to in his previous life but never realized. How could he not be happy or excited?

After the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Gu Weifeng started to get busy.

To celebrate the New Year in the capital, it is natural to make good preparations. To clean the house on 24, he will not go to work alone. Ding Ding bang bang tossed and tossed the house for a whole day, and even the rhubarb was asked to take a bath and put the heating on. Covering the side.

It's a pity that Song Shiyu has been too busy with the company for the past few days and didn't come back. No one appreciates the great results, which is a little insufficient.

But it doesn't matter, he is happy even if he is busy alone.

Then he bought new year's goods, hung lanterns and pasted Spring Festival couplets. He did everything meticulously, and the excitement was probably similar to that of a newlywed husband dressing up his home.

"Oh my god, Gu Weifeng, when are you going to buy so much food?" Song Xiaosan, who finally came back from time to time, was stunned by the grand scene inside the kitchen. The room was full of chicken, duck, fish, meat, sausage, frozen shrimp What year and month should vegetables and fruits be eaten?But is it?

"It's okay, if you can't eat it, share it with others." He absolutely refused to admit that he bought too much when he was excited.

"Hurry up and divide it up, the two of us can't finish it after the first month of the month, and it's a crime to waste the food if it breaks!" Xiaosan stopped the eager rhubarb, "Also, watch the cat, don't let it spoil it."

"I got it, I got it, you just came back, take a break, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll get it for you." Gu Weifeng led the man back to the house, not forgetting to wrap one hand around the cat, otherwise the cat would steal the mistress Got mad.

Song Xiaosan took an apple on the table and gnawed it, half lying on the sofa, heaving a long sigh of relief, "It's still comfortable at home."

"Busy these days?" Gu Weifeng gave the cat a piece of ham and let it eat it by itself, then sat beside him and touched his cold face.

"I'm not busy, they're busy." He fell on Gu Weifeng's lap and gnawed an apple on his lap.

"Then you come back to live, you can't sleep well outside." Gu Weifeng said while stroking his head.

"No, now is the critical time. Everyone is working overtime in the office. I am the boss and come back to enjoy it. That's not the case." He took another bite of the apple and said vaguely, "Even if I can't do anything, I have to Poking there, I am the morale, the motivation, and the javelin."

Gu Weifeng frowned, "How much longer?"

"It's about the end of the year and the beginning of the year, if there are no accidents."

"Are you working overtime for years?" This is completely different from what he expected!His high spirits suddenly plummeted, and he was completely disappointed.

"No, the new year must be over. I told them that if you still can't get out, don't fight for this moment. After all, you have been busy for a year. If you really can't let it go, you don't have to rush too much."

Gu Weifeng was so relieved and had some hope, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

This waits until the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. There is no thirty in this year, and this day is New Year's Eve.

Of course, Gu Weifeng didn't really wait. Song Shiyu was busy and he was busy too. When the work was over and the holidays were over, he would run to Song Shiyu's place when he had nothing to do. He sent food and clothes to him. There was an extra set of cabinets in the office. The things that were moved almost turned the house upside down.

It made all the subordinates below yell, give me a dozen of these brothers!

By the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, there were only a few research backbones left in the company, and the problem was still stuck there without any progress. It obviously felt like a layer of window paper was missing, but it just couldn't be broken.

"Okay, let's go on vacation." Song Xiaosan saw everyone's red eyes and immediately agreed.

******

It was the first time for Gu Weifeng to celebrate the New Year with Song Xiaosan, and it was also the first time for Song Xiaosan to celebrate the New Year outside, everything was very fresh, obviously the two of them were together every day, but this festival had a different taste.

Something that broke the stereotypes and added new and unique elements, so the New Year for the two of them not only didn't look cold, but it was lively.

The TV was so lively that I don’t know what was playing, anyway, it was a rare trip to my duty, and I dutifully babbled and played, making the courtyard of just two people seem to be full of excitement from a hundred people.

"Dead cat! Come down!" Song Xiaosan fucked the cat on the top of the cabinet again.

"Meow ow ow ow!" Rhubarb yelled threateningly, guarding the food under his claws.

"Go and eat!" He took the broom and pretended to hit it, and Rhubarb jumped down dexterously, so that he couldn't die and just jumped on Song Shiyu's painting hanging on the table.

Song Xiaosan was really angry, and whipped with a broom, "Dead cat! My painting!"

He was finally okay and drew two strokes on a whim, feeling very happy in his heart, this is a good move, not to mention a few gray plum blossom marks, a large piece of meat was dragged out of the long mark.A good boy's troubled spring was completely ruined.

I saw a burst of jumping up and down, ding ding ding bang, touching the basin and overturning the bowl, one cat and one person suddenly turned upside down.

This is much more lively than a TV show.

After chasing the cat outside, he went to the room, and leisurely ate the pork belly that he had been reluctant to let go of on the eaves.

Song Xiaosan was angry with a series of dead cats, stinky cats and fat cats, and cursed loudly.

More and more like a child.

Gu Weifeng hugged Song Shiyu, who was chasing the cat angrily, and kissed him on the cheek with his hands tied, "You can spare it when it's Chinese New Year. Let's make dumplings. Didn't you just say that you want to make dumplings?" Follow me, you can keep your word."

"Throw that broken cat away quickly! Throw it away!" He was at odds with the dead cat!

"Throw, throw, throw." Gu Weifeng responded, thinking to himself, as soon as he encounters rhubarb, his IQ will drop, and he will have to search for a cat before night, what a happy couple.

"Hurry up and make dumplings. I still have a big table to cook today, so I'll leave the dumplings to you." He assigned.

"What stuffing?"

"Lamb, your favorite food."

"Okay, leave it to me." As he said that, he was about to reach out his hand.

"handwashing!"

Song Xiaosan paused and forgot.

Gu Weifeng had reconciled a long time ago, and saw him rolling a small rolling pin about a foot long on the chopping board with one hand, and quickly turning the dough with the other hand, and rolled out a lot of round dumpling wrappers in a short while. Children, all of them are about the same size as measured by a ruler.

Song Shiyu was still struggling with the dumpling stuffing, but this time there was too much stuffing and he couldn't keep his mouth shut.He glanced at Gu Weifeng, saw that he was taking the dough, and when he reached out his hand, he slapped another piece of dough on it while he wasn't paying attention, and finally pinched it.

At this time, a lot of achievements have been made on the curtain. Rows of strange-shaped things are swaying here and there, and I don’t know if they can be called dumplings.The big one is probably made of three leather bags, but Gu Weifeng suspects that the small one has no stuffing. The flat ones are all good, and there are also square ones, blooming ones, and clumped ones.He shook his head secretly, Song Shiyu's black hand might not be able to change in this lifetime.

He suspected that this pot was full of noodle soup.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Song Xiaosan didn't think so, and asked cheerfully.

He stifled a laugh and said, "Well, very creative."

"That's right, I think so too." He looked at the triangular dumplings in his hand and muttered complacently, "Why does the dumpling have to be like ingots? No one stipulates it."

In the evening, when the dumplings are served, it really is a pot of soup.

"Tuantuanyuan and Hemeimei are confused." Gu Weifeng joked solemnly.

"Hahahahaha." Xiaosan laughed hard, without any embarrassment or embarrassment, it was so much fun.

The dinner was extremely sumptuous, and among the dishes on a large table was his bowl of muddy noodle soup, um, very harmonious.

"Yeah? Where's the rhubarb? You haven't come back after dinner?" He looked around as if nothing happened.

"Isn't it you who drove me away?" Gu Weifeng still asked him to find the cat at this time, half-forced him to sit on the table, handed him a glass of low-alcohol peach blossom wine, and looked at him deeply, "Three Son, this is our first year together, and I'm so happy." Like finally having a home.

Song Xiaosan wanted to say that I was also happy, but when he looked into his eyes, he felt as dry as a parrot, and it would be boring to say anything else, so he smiled and toasted, "Good brother, cheers!"

"Song Shiyu!"

Gu Weifeng almost died of anger.