Times of Our Lives

Early the next morning, Mo Suyuan cooked sugar porridge and fried rice cakes. Xie Meng got a very warm hug when she arrived.

"I feel like you have grown taller again." Mo Suyuan laughed. "Did you work hard in Beijing?"

Ji Qinyang picked up a piece of rice cake and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Mom, you have seen my parents the same age and said that their parents are tall, are you my son short?"

Mo Suyuan asked him: "When did I say you were short?"

Xie Meng also laughed: "Auntie is still so young and beautiful."

"Oops." Mo Suyuan covered her face. "This child is too good at talking."

Ji Shanrong went to climb the mountain again a year ago and took back a pile of weird stones. Now when he is free, he will fiddle with the stones, draw and write on it, and collect or give away.

Mo Suyuan bought Zhengdan paper and ordered Ji Qinyang and Ji Shanrong to write couplets together.

"Write it directly?" Xie Meng didn't understand, and could only look beside: "No need to check?"

Ji Qinyang researched ink: "What to check?"

Xie Meng was also not sure: "... see how they write?"

Ji Qinyang rolled up his sleeves and picked the size of the brush: "The couplet is very simple, just go against Geely." He glanced at Xie Meng: "Do you help me grind ink?"

Ji Qinyang finally wrote four pairs of couplets and posted them on the door and on the door of his room.

"It's the first time you've written a brush." ​​Xie Meng said with emotion.

Ji Qinyang chuckled and smiled, "Is he handsome?"

"Well." Xie Meng thought for a while: "In the future, I have to prepare a case for Zhang, which will help you practice calligraphy."

Ji Qin Yangle enjoyed: "I have learned money for a long time."

Xie Meng reached out and rubbed the back of his head: "Relax, you can afford it."

Posting couplets, making dumplings, Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong each gave a red envelope to Xie Meng.

"Happy New Year." The couple gave a duet.

Xie Meng hurriedly said, "Happy New Year."

Ji Shanrong took out the wine during dinner to signal Ji Qinyang fell down, and the grandpa touched the glass.

"Going to college is a man." Ji Shanrong said indifferently: "What you want to do and how to do it, you have to make your own decisions. Dad supports you."

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow: "Thank you dad."

Ji Shanrong: "Drink when you are drunk, do it!"

Ji Qinyang sighed and suffocated the white wine in the glass. Mo Suyuan, who was fast, was a little scared by him: "You can't do it, I haven't drunk it before, don't get drunk for a while."

"Drunk just drunk!" Ji Shanrong waved his hand and didn't care much: "I'm fine in my own home, drunk and sleeping, thank you for your help."

Xie Meng agreed, and when he turned back, he saw Ji Qinyang's eyes straightened.

"... Drinking too hard." Ji Qinyang shook his head, and he laughed, "a little dizzy."

Xie Meng helped him: "Are you going to sleep?"

Ji Qinyang shook his head. He took chopsticks to eat vegetables, ate a bowl of rice, and finally drank nothing of the soup.

The TV is on, and there is a Spring Festival Gala in it. Ji Shanrong and Mo Suyuan occasionally talk and touch a glass for a drink. When they see each other, they are a very emotional couple. They will hold hands under the table and put faces together. speak.

Ji Qinyang crossed Xie Meng's shoulder and touched the boy's earlobe with earrings with one hand.

Mo Suyuan looked at her son uneasily: "If you are drunk, go to sleep. Would you like some tea?"

Ji Qinyang simply leaned his head on Xie Meng's back, and replied a little slowly: "Drink Biluochun."

Mo Suyuan got up to soak him, Xie Meng half held Ji Qinyang and said, "I'll take him to bed."

"Trouble," Ji Shanrong said with a smile. "Wait for his mother to bring the tea up."

Ji Qinyang's room was on the second floor. Two quilts were placed on the bed. Xie Meng lay half of it. He undressed him and tucked him into the bed. Drunk or not, seems to be sober but not.

Xie Meng coaxed him: "Sleep."

Ji Qinyang still refused to close his eyes and stared at Xie Meng's face persistently.

"What are you looking at?" Xie Meng touched each other's hair and said quietly, "Sleep."

Ji Qinyang reached out and pinched Xie Meng's neck: "Look at you."

Xie Meng smiled: "I have something to look at."

"It looks good," Ji Qinyang muttered, "I've been watching you ... I'm afraid I will see less, and I will lose money later."

Xie Meng didn't say anything. He leaned against Ji Qinyang's forehead and slowly said, "Sleep, get up tomorrow and watch again."

Ji Qinyang obediently closed his eyes, Xie Meng passed a while, confirming that he fell asleep and carefully took the other arm off his neck.

There was no light in the bedroom. When Xie Meng stood up, she found that Mo Suyuan was standing in the doorway. The other person was not in the shadow, and could not see the expression.

Xie Meng's heartbeat quickly rose. He didn't know how long Mo Suyuan looked and how much he saw. The boy opened his mouth and shouted nervously: "Auntie ..."

Mo Suyuan turned on the bedroom light with a pop.

"Is he asleep?" Under the bright light, Mo Suyuan's smile was warm. She was holding a cup of freshly brewed Biluochun in her hand. It was a pity: "It seems that he can only wake up before drinking."

"..." Xie Mengwei breathed a sigh of relief. He took the tea cup in Mo Suyuan's hand and whispered: "Hot, I'll get it ..."

Mo Suyuan didn't speak, just smiled at him.

Xie Meng: "?"

"It's not early," Mo Suyuan said gently. "You can sleep, too."

Xie Meng nodded somehow: "Okay ..."

Mo Suyuan prepared new pajamas and toiletries for him, laid the bed, and took the dirty clothes that the boys had replaced, ready to wash. Xie Meng has not been so well taken care of by older women for a long time. I don't know where to put it, Mo Suyuan even helped him to slap him in the end: "Sleep."

Xie Meng was buried in the quilt. He blushed and said, "Thank you aunt ..."

"Silly boy." Mo Suyuan smiled and stroked his bangs.

Turning off the lights and covering the door for the two, Mo Suyuan stood by the door for a long time before walking downstairs. Ji Shanrong sat on the sofa watching TV and saw her come down and asked, "Sleep ... you what happened?"

Mo Suyuan shook her head and Ji Shanrong frowned slightly. He watched his wife sit next to him and buried his face in his arms.

"What's going on." Ji Shanrong grimaced over Mo Suyuan's shoulder: "New Year's Eve, why is my mother-in-law unhappy?"

When Ji Qinyang woke up, he found that it was only 6 o’clock. He had a headache. He turned around and saw Xie Meng slept quietly next to him. Ji Qinyang looked for a while, could not help but touched the boy's face.

"..." Xie Meng was still at a loss when he opened his eyes. He fumbled to get his mobile phone: "What time is it?"

Ji Qinyang smiled and kissed the tip of his nose: "It's still early, I woke you up?"

"No." Xie Meng prepared to get up and wear a coat: "I used to work and rest. You lie down, I'll go and pour water for you."

Ji Qinyang grabbed him: "No need, sleep with me."

Xie Meng glanced at him helplessly, only to fall asleep again, and the two were lying face to face.

Ji Qinyang suddenly put his hands together and exhaled, wrinkling his nose and sniffing vigorously: "No smell ..."

Xie Meng: "?"

Ji Qinyang squeezed his chin and kissed him.

"..." Xie Meng: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet ..."

Ji Qinyang's expression was particularly serious: "I checked, it's not bad."

Xie Meng: "..."

When Han Dong's private car arrived, Ji Qinyang and Xie Menggang finished their breakfast, and Mo Suyuan packed his own desserts for the two to bring.

"Surround your scarf," Mo Suyuan told. She helped Xie Meng organize it again, and looked at the boy and laughed.

Xie Meng's scarf covered most of her face, and she smiled embarrassedly.

Ji Qinyang put on his shoes and stood at the door waiting for him.

"My mother likes you very much." Ji Qinyang took Xie Meng's shoulders as soon as he went out.

Zhang Lianba told them next to Han Dongche: "Come here!"

Xie Meng waved and said to Ji Qinyang, "Your parents are so good."

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow: "It's not easy to give birth to me."

Xie Meng Renjun couldn't help, he gave Ji Qinyang a kidnapper, and the other party also politely paid his respects.

Zhang Gang was so anxious: "Don't fight! Get in the car quickly! Watch Plum Blossom go!"

Xiangxuehai in Suzhou's Guangfu Town is not well known outside the country. Most of the people who come to see plums every year are natives of Suzhou, and there are fewer people in the cold. There are not a few people on the entire slope.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan brought Zhuo Jinjin deliberately, and the little girl lost a lot of weight, and she was very happy to see them.

"Is Beijing fun?" Zhuo Jinjin raised his face and asked Xie Meng, because of physical reasons, she was held by several brothers in turn. When she entered Meiyuan, she changed Xie Meng, and the little girl blushed.

"Beijing is big." Xie Meng gently looked down at her: "Will you come to play this October?"

Zhuo Jinjin nodded: "Brother said, take me to the disease, can it be treated?"

Xie Meng: "Yes, my brothers will take you to play, what you want to play and what."

Zhuo Jin smiled: "Can I climb the Great Wall?"

Xie Meng thought for a moment: "Well ... climbing the Great Wall is a bit laborious, we can look at it."

"I know a word." Zhuojin suddenly said.

Xie Meng asked, "What is it?"

Zhuo Jinjin proudly said: "It's not a good man to be within the Great Wall!"

Xie Meng smiled: "Are you going to be a good Han?"

"Can you be a good Han body?" Zhuo Jin crooked his head. "If I get to the Great Wall, will my body be okay?"

Xie Meng hugged her and said for a long time: "It will be fine."

"All right." Zhuo Jinxiao's eyes narrowed narrowly: "Then I'll be a man."

The plum blossoms in mid-February were just when they were blooming, and the white plums were covered with snow, covered halfway up the mountain, plum piles under the trees, and Zhang Bang stood on it to shoot the flowers on the top of the branches.

Meixiang is far-reaching, with flowers like clouds.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan stood under the tree with his sister in his arms. He folded Zhuo Jin's plum branch, and the two of them leaned on their heads to enjoy the plum quietly.

Xie Meng took off her scarf, and a lot of plum petals fell on it. He shook it carefully, and Ji Qinyang next to him stretched out his hand and took it off from the boy's hair.

"It's so fragrant." Xie Meng smelled the scarf.

Ji Qinyang didn't speak, just looked at him.

"See what I do?" Xie Meng asked suddenly.

Ji Qinyang lazily said, "Just look at you."

Xie Meng glanced at him: "I remember that you always looked at me like this when you were in high school."

Ji Qinyang did not expect that he would say that, and touched his nose awkwardly: "Are you there?"

"Yes." Xie Meng nodded. "You said it yourself last night."

Ji Qinyang opened his mouth and he held his forehead: "I drank too much last night ... I forgot what I said."

Xie Meng reclosed the scarf. He looked at Ji Qinyang and smiled, and said lightly: "I remember."

Qi Fei stepped on the plum pile and put on the shape of Bruce Lee, clamoring for a quick shot.

"It's so stupid, Mother Qi." Zhang Lianban refused to take the picture, "You can't change it?"

Qi Fei gritted his teeth: "Why so much nonsense! I managed to put it on so handsomely! Take a picture!"

Zhang Gangbang can only shoot him.

"It's ugly." Qi Fei looked proudly at the photos he took: "It's super handsome!"

Zhang Gang looked at him with scorn.

Qi Fei went to Baozhuo Jinjin: "Take a picture for me and Jinjin."

The little girl smiled and inserted plum blossoms into Qi Fei's ears, and they took a photo together.

"We are also shooting." Xie Meng signaled Ji Qin Yang to come, Zhuo Jin Jin reached out his hand and wrapped around the necks of two of them, Ji Qin Yang hugged her, the three of them leaned together and took a picture.

Zhang Langbang also wanted to shoot, he taught Zhuo Xiaoyuan how to press the shutter, find a good angle and hold Zhuo close with Han Dong.

At the end of Bai Meihai, there are still many red plums. Zhang Zhangbang means a group photo. He set up a SLR for continuous shooting, and Qi Fei harmed him on the other side of the lens: "You run slowly, don't be like a goddess. That time! "

"I won't grin!" Zhang Lang posed in a posture ready to run: "I'm coming!"

Han Dong watched the boy ran towards himself. He opened his arms subconsciously and was hugged by Zhang Lianban. The other party quickly turned and shouted, "First!"

Qi Fei madly said: "No! The wind is too great!"

The plum petals fell like snow, and several people couldn't open their eyes at all.

"The second one." Zhuo Xiaoyuan hugged Zhuo Jinjin, who laughed ceaselessly: "The wind is getting smaller, the wind is getting smaller, hurry up!"

Ji Qinyang hugged Xie Meng and shouted with a smile: "k-i-s-s——!"

Han Dong lowered his head and his lips were right on Zhang Zhang's forehead.

Zhang Bang: "..."

"... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at the time it ’s Yimei and Mengmeng! This time it ’s Uncle Han!

Xie Meng looked down at the camera and smiled: "Isn't it a good shot?"

In Bai Meilin, the appearance of the teenagers faded from childishness, and the smiles were bright and spirited.

Everyone is the youngest and the best.

No worries, no separation.