Chinese New Year was the most interesting when I was a kid.
Grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents would all come to the house. The three siblings kept making trouble early in the morning, which made the house very lively.
But the past two years have gradually become less interesting. My sister spends most of her time watching boring variety shows, and Xue Huan spends most of her time reading in the study at home. My father has had a cold for several days, and he rarely takes a shower for fear of infecting them. Floor, grandparents came early in the morning on New Year's Eve, but they were all talking about their aunt and sister, and Shao Le couldn't get in the middle of the conversation.
Shao Le had nothing to do, so he took a bottle of Maotai and drove to Mr. Huang's house.
"Old man, I'm here to see you."
As soon as he walked into the yard, Shao Le shouted inside. Su Tong stuck his head out from the window and said with a smile: "What are you shouting for? The old man is not deaf."
Shao Le pushed the door open and entered the room. Huang Yinhu was holding a writing brush and standing on the desk writing, with a decent posture. Shao Le walked up and took a look. The four words on the paper were as crooked as water, and it was hard to bear to look at them.
"Old man, you've been writing with calligraphy for several years, but why are you still so sloppy? Why don't you stop writing to avoid wasting pen and ink?"
Huang Yinhu was not angry at all. He put the brush on the inkstone and said with a smile: "Today is New Year's Eve. If you are not at home, why are you here?"
"Come here and see how you are."
Huang Yinhu smiled and said: "Don't worry, he won't die within three to five years."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Tong reached out and patted him, and said unhappily: "You're celebrating the New Year, why are you saying such things?"
"that is."
The furnishings in the living room look very Chinese-style, with desks, altar tables, Eight Immortals chairs... There is also a wooden stake placed in the corner, which was used to practice kung fu in the early years.
Shao Le was wandering in the living room, chatting wordlessly with Huang Yinhu. When he saw the wooden stake in the corner, he tried to reach out and pat it a few times.
Huang Yinhu couldn't see it, so he stepped forward and pushed Shao Le away. He stretched out his hand and practiced the use of the wooden stakes. While making gestures, he did not forget to say: "The wooden stakes are used like this, not for playing like you do. "
Shao Le laughed, scratched his head, and retorted: "You're such a serious person, you just taught me the Five Animals Opera, and I haven't learned the rest."
"Practicing kung fu is of little use these days. No matter how good you are, you can only serve as a bodyguard for the big boss. If you can persist in Wu Qin Xi, you should be good."
Kung Fu training requires practicing Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer. Even if you practice real kung fu, you will only have to fight a dozen people to death. This is still with bare hands. If the opponent wants to take someone, not to mention ten, even if you hit five It’s all quite annoying.
Shao Le's original intention of practicing Wuqinxi was to strengthen his body. As long as the goal is achieved, there is no need to practice Kung Fu exhaustingly like Su Tong and Luo Feng.
Huang Yinhu moved for a while, then took a rag and wiped the wooden stake. Then he looked Shao Le up and down. After a long pause, he said something that made Shao Le feel embarrassed: "Boy, Are you not a chicken anymore?"
"ah?"
Huang Yinhu smiled and said: "Ah, what, you can still hide it from me?"
Shao Le looked back at Su Tong, who had already gone out embarrassedly carrying a bag of garbage.
Shao Le immediately asked: "Old man, how did you see it?"
"Don't worry about it. Remember what I told you before. Things between men and women must be moderate. Otherwise, in the end, you will be the one who suffers."
Shao Le smiled sarcastically.
When Shao Le came out of the house, he was still thinking about how the old man could tell that he was not a child. It seemed that he had not changed much. Could it be that he could tell just from a person's eyes and movements?
Shao Le shook his head, thinking this was nonsense.
The old guy must be a liar.
…
After sitting back in his sister's Maserati, Shao Le realized that it was still early, so he picked up his cell phone and called Chen Yifei.
He had promised to go home to see her during the Chinese New Year. There were too many things going on in the first month of the year, and Shao Le was afraid that he would not be able to separate himself. Today happened to be New Year's Eve, so Chen Yifei must be at home alone. He could at least go over and talk to her. Make her feel less alone.
"Hello."
"at home?"
"exist."
"I'll be there right away, wait for me."
"good."
After a few brief conversations, Shao Le hung up the phone and went to where Chen Yifei lived.
When the car stopped at the door, it was only after ten o'clock. Shao Le pressed the horn a few times outside, and the courtyard door opened. Shao Le parked the car and walked in. He asked with a smile: "Celebrating the New Year alone again?"
"if not?"
When the phone call was made, Chen Yifei was still lying on the bed. She had just finished washing and hadn't even had time to put on makeup. She was wearing yellow cartoon pajamas, which made her look a bit like the girl next door.
"just got up?"
"Yes, am I ugly now?" Chen Yifei stood in front of Shao Le and asked, looking up at her delicate little face.
Shao Le shook his head, stretched out his hand to pinch her smooth face and said with a smile, "What's so ugly about her? She's so beautiful."
Chen Yifei smiled and said, "Why do you have time to come see me today?"
"Isn't this because I'm thinking of you being alone at home? I'll come over to stay with you."
Chen Yifei took Shao Le's arm and said, "Then will you go home at noon?"
"I won't come back." Shao Le shook his head, turned around and asked, "Are you happy now?"
"Yes." Chen Yifei nodded heavily.
The house was still the same, nothing had changed. Shao Le sat down on the sofa, and Chen Yifei naturally leaned on his shoulder.
The two of them chatted about what happened this year, with Chen Yifei doing most of the talking and Shao Le listening.
I don’t know how long they had been chatting, but Chen Yifei’s stomach suddenly growled twice, and Shao Le quickly asked: “You haven’t had breakfast yet?”
Chen Yifei stuck out her tongue playfully and said with a smile: "I forgot."
Shao Le looked at the time and said, "I'll make you something to eat."
"Don't bother, I'll just have a piece of bread."
"So is this how you usually take care of yourself when you are alone?"
"I..." Chen Yifei was speechless.
Shao Le stood up, walked straight to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.
There were quite a lot of things inside, but most of them were prepared foods and junk food. Shao Le also dug out a bottle of yogurt that had expired for more than half a month.
From the refrigerator in Chen Yifei's home, Shao Le could guess what kind of life Chen Yifei lived when she was at home alone.
He took out a few relatively fresh vegetables and started working in front of the stove.
Chen Yifei looked at Shao Le's back, put on her slippers and walked behind Shao Le, put her arms around Shao Le's waist, and rested her head on Shao Le's back. Wu Nong whispered: "What should I do? I can’t bear to let you go.”
"Go and change some clothes. There will be something to eat soon."
Chen Yifei twisted her body and resisted: "Let me hold you for a while."
She closed her eyes and leaned on Shao Le's back, as if she could hear Shao Le's strong heartbeat. She, who was extremely insecure, felt extremely at ease at this moment.
She is the white moonlight in the hearts of countless people.
He is also the only cinnabar mole in her heart.
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