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After February, it was getting closer and closer to the New Year. Jinguan City began to celebrate with lanterns, merchant shops displayed festive signs, various discount activities attracted the attention of passers-by, and red lanterns were hung on the bridges and trees The pedestrians on the street increased significantly.

The taste of New Year is getting stronger and stronger.

Anyang will go out shopping with Xiaoqian every night and experience the taste of modern society near the Spring Festival.

The night is bright, the lanterns with dazzling eyes, the ancient Song Dynasty Qinhuai, the lights on the two sides are confused, the night is singing and dancing, it can be called a prosperous dream, drunk gold fans, comparable to this modern city that never sleeps, except countless singing The ancient quatrains of poetry, what else can it do well.

But the light still shook Xiaoqian's eyes. She couldn't help but hold Anyang's hand, her eyes shone with stars, and the pedestrians passing by felt the emptiness of the city's flashy appearance even more. It turns out that the many pedestrians who come and go in a hurry are nothing but rootless duckweed.

If Anyang does not want her, where should she go in such a big city?

"Do you want to eat this?"

A sudden greeting interrupted her cranky thoughts.

"Ah ... rock sugar gourd!"

"Yes, eat?"

"Okay."

After a moment, Comrade Xiao Qian holding a rock sugar gourd obediently followed behind Anyang, and looked around at the same time, but left behind all he had just thought.

In fact, she does n’t like to eat this, especially since she became a female ghost, she basically lost her interest in eating, but she still put the sugar-coated haws into her mouth in a small bite, and realized the sour and sweet taste. .

In addition to taking Xiao Qian out for a walk every night, they spend most of their time in Doomsday World because the time in Doomsday World passes more slowly and they can spend more time together.

But time is going slower, but it is still going after all.

February 6, twelfth lunar month.

Anyang is going home for the New Year, carrying a black bead.

He guessed that he had to go back to his hometown, so Xiaoqian's chance to meet him was even more pitiful, but she only came to the real world for half a year, and the only person he knew was him. A person throwing in Jinguan City for the New Year?

Take Xiaoqian and he feels at ease.

Ji Weiwei and Anyang live in the same community and study together at Yizhou University. Now they are working together in Jinguan. The two go back together every time, and this time is no exception.

Ji Weiwei in the car is much quieter than before, but it doesn't mean to say nothing, but the question asked is a little strange.

"Your ... girlfriend doesn't accompany you home for the New Year?"

"She went back to her home for the New Year."

"This ... Did you tell your uncle and aunt ..."

"Nope."

"Then don't you plan to tell them?"

"I'm anxious, I'm still young, and it's not too late to talk later."

"Oh……"

"Don't leak your mouth!"

"Um ... ah no! See how you please me!"

"Come and eat at my house tonight, I will give you meat!"

"go away!"

When I mentioned Roger Ji Weiwei, I felt terrified. I wish I could strangle Anyang until the day of death. God knows how she ate that big piece of fat that day!

Ji Weiwei's figure is extremely slender, and there is only a small group wrapped in a thick down jacket. The two are sitting next to each other. She has never been able to occupy a wide position. Anyang is accustomed to the sitting position of the Malaysian gold knife, which just empties her. Has taken over.

Winter is annoying. The delicate skin and hot body of the girl can't be shown at all. Especially for the small chest, the down jacket is completely flat as soon as it is covered!

Ji Weiwei is like that.

Got out of the car, and a cold wind came out. Ji Weiwei, who had just come out of the warm compartment, shuddered suddenly. She could not help but touch Anyang's obviously thinner clothes, and sighed to take a cool breath.

"You are not cold!"

"You are not hot!"

Anyang returned a sentence, and walked to the side box, dragged out a white box with cartoon patterns, and pulled out a rustic box in the dustless autumn soil. Ji Weiwei just wanted to reach out and pick him up. .

"Look at your hand, it's freezing red like chicken paws, still warm in your pocket."

Ji Weiwei didn't mind either, and he didn't argue with him, he followed him with a grin, and he wouldn't be distressed. Since he grew up, this kind of thing has gone more and more, and the two have been accustomed to it for a long time.

This is an old school district room, even without an elevator. Fortunately, the corridor is not gloomy. Anyang walked upstairs with a box in his hand, and soon threw the box at the door of Ji Weiwei's house: "I have to go, Your parents do n’t want to see me, remember to come over after dinner, otherwise my old couple should say me again. "

Ji Weiwei was big ... With a small hand wave, most of the palms were shrunk in the sleeves, only half of the slender fingertips were exposed, but this still couldn't stop her domineering.

"OK, let's go!"

Anyang pouted, lifted the box and went upstairs.

Your hands are so fierce, why do n’t you hit the wall, it ’s strange that you do n’t hurt in winter, you grin!

Opened the door with the key, the old couple was making dumplings, Anyou also slammed, but it was a pity that the dumplings she wrapped were completely in a group, and the folds also shrunk together. The three were busy, and no one came to open the door for him.

"I'm back, welcome me!"

Anyang carried the box and stepped into the door. I do n’t know what Anyou whispered over there. I heard Xie Yunqing scolding: How can you say that to your brother!

"Slippers are in the shoe cabinet. Which pair are you wearing? Don't drag the box at home, I just dragged it!"

Anyang pouted his lips, changed his slippers and carried the box to his house, dangled it out, glanced at Anyou ’s masterpiece and almost did n’t smile: “This bun is good, it ’s a bit small!”

An Yoon gave him a glance: "You are not much better!"

Anyang went to the kitchen to wash his hands and rolled up his sleeves: "Let me show you one!"

So, the number of buns is increasing.

Asked Xie Yunqing while asking: "Wei Wei came back with you?"

"Yup."

"What group are you still working in?"

Anyang added the sentence: "Famous Group."

Xie Yunqing swiftly wrapped the dumplings: "Yes, that is the famous group."

Anyang also packed a bag ... Dumplings: "It's gone."

Xie Yunqing's hand was stunned. She just wanted to ask Qing Anyang what she was doing in Mingyang Group, so that she could go out and brag with the women who danced square dance together.

"What happened, was it opened?"

"... I changed jobs."

"How can I change jobs, isn't that a big international group?"

Anyang did n’t blush and did n’t beat, even the clumsy movements of making dumplings in his hands: “I ’m in a newly opened game company, and the company ’s treatment is much higher than that of Mingyang Group.”

"how many?"

"More than ten thousand."

"Oh ... It's quite a lot, but you guys have to be practical, don't keep changing jobs, it's the truth to work hard."

Anyang nodded while making dumplings, completely taking her words as a deaf ear, Xie Yunqing loved to educate people, not to mention him for so many years, that is, Anyou has practiced a supreme supernatural power from left ear to right ear.

Family of teachers ...

It didn't take long for the dumplings to be cooked and the fragrance to come out.

Xie Yunqing first brought out a hot steamed dumpling and handed it out to him. Anyang was already greedy, and he was not afraid of being hot. He reached out and wanted to take one to eat, but he was interrupted by a sentence.

"Go, give the Weiwei family a plate!"

Anyang accused him of withdrawing his hand, and turned his head to look at Youyou, Anyou: "Her parents don't want to see me and ask Anyou to send him over."

Anyou held chopsticks and leaned on the table: "Don't go!"

Xie Yunqing urged: "Go quickly, or it will be cold!"

Anyang looked helpless, suddenly picked up a dumpling with thick skin and sent it to his mouth, easily avoided Xie Yunqing's beat, opened the door and went out.

"You kid!"

"boom."

Dumplings made at home are not like those bought from outside. They are really hard to eat. They keep their lips and teeth fragrant at a bite. When they are hot, they can swallow their tongues.

"Boom Boom ... Boom Boom ..."

The door knocked but there were only three sounds, and Ji Weiwei opened the door, and at a glance he understood what he was doing.

Most of the houses in this school district are teachers, not only neighbors, but also colleagues, making dumplings during the New Year, returning home to bring some specialty products, and giving some to the neighbors who have good relations. It is normal to see this phenomenon in the less developed cities. The more, there is nothing awkward.

Anyang handed her the plate: "Take it and try it, I made the dumplings myself."

Ji Weiwei twitched her lips, picked up a dumpling like a bun and looked at it with disgust: "Only this one is yours?"

Anyang responded quickly, and he said without hesitation: "This is Anyou."

Ji Weiwei didn't believe it, and threw the dumpling into his mouth and chewed it. The other things were pretty good. It seems that Xie Yunqing specially picked it.

"It's really shameless to give us dumplings and eat them secretly, did you eat at least three?"

"Two!"

"......"

I had a delicious dumpling ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ An Youwo played a mobile phone on the sofa, Xie Yunqing and Ang Guoshu were watching TV.

"Your two siblings are ready, let's go back home tomorrow."

"Ah?" Anyou was surprised. "Don't you go back to the third grade before?"

"This year is different, your grandmother is dead, your grandfather is alone at home, let's go back to accompany him."

"Oh."

Anyou nodded cleverly, playing with her mobile phone again.

Soon, a slight knock on the door rang, Anyou reluctantly got up and opened the door, and shouted Weiwei very well.

Ji Weiwei is here.

The smile on Xie Yunqing's face suddenly piled up, and his attitude was many times better than when the two siblings came back. It ’s not just her, but the old couple.

"Oh, Weiwei is here? How does the dumplings made by my aunt tonight taste?"

"It's delicious, Anyang said he made it."

"He?" Xie Yunqing was very disdainful, "That's the same as the buns that he made."

"Ahhhhhhhh?" Ji Weiwei pretended to be surprised, with a face that I didn't know about, "He said it was Xiaoyou Bao!"

Anyou's face turned black, and she stared fiercely at Anyang.

Anyang sees something wrong and returns to the room decisively, closing the door and calling out Xiao Qian, lying in bed with her and chatting in a low voice.

In fact, it was quite wronged for her. For the Chinese New Year, Anyang was eating fragrant dumplings outside, but she could only stay in the black beads and only came out once at night. ltnovel.com ~ Welcome readers to read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all available at ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Mobile phone users, please read.