Starting from you are my glory

"What did my son say?" Looking at Father Yu who had just entered the bedroom, Mother Yu immediately stood up from the bed, "Do you want to learn aerospace?!"

"Oh, why are you in such a hurry?" Dad Yu closed the door and made an OK gesture, "I'm going to take action, it's not just a matter of holding hands."

"Changed your mind?"

"Changed, he told me personally that he likes aerospace, but will major in finance."

"That's good." Mother Yu breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the bedside, "I'm afraid that this kid will be stubborn and have to challenge us, and no one will be able to stand down." Mother Yu looked at Father Yu and said, "Everyone It’s your fault!”

"Why is it my fault?"

"At least I have just accomplished my merits. Are you going to kill me in less than 3 minutes?!"

"It's my fault for your temper!" Mother Yu patted Father Yu and said, "You are so stubborn. My son is good at everything, but he is just like you!"

"Okay, okay, blame me, blame me." Father Yu thought that a good man would not suffer the immediate consequences, so he comforted Mother Yu first.

"But my son also said that he likes aerospace. I think we both need to support this hobby."

"That's definitely no problem!" Mother Yu picked up the sweater on the bedside chair and knitted it. "I have never supported my son's hobby."

"Then you need to support me financially." Before his mother could get angry, Dad Yu immediately explained: "Give your son money to buy aerospace books."

"It's not for me. You need to listen to what I'm saying before you speak."

"That's more or less the same." Mother Yu looked at the sweater in her hand and typed the wrong line in excitement. Using the bedside light, she took out the stitches and warned: "I definitely support this hobby, but I can't Because hobbies affect learning, I need to make this clear to my son."

"Don't worry, my son is a sensible person, and he must know his priorities clearly." Dad Yu was lying comfortably on the bed, preparing to rest.

"You mean I'm ignorant?!" Yu's mother threw the sweater on the bed, "Old Yu, you are criticizing me here!"

"I do not have!"

"You are!"

. . .

‘Where’s the mystery gift? 'Classmate Qiao.

"I exceeded my goal this time~" Qiao said.

‘Where are the people? Teacher Yu? 'Classmate Qiao.

In the room, the QQ message prompt sounded quickly, pulling Yu Tu out of his thoughts. Looking at Qiao Jingjing's message, Yu Tu smiled subconsciously.

‘Since it is a mysterious gift, there must be time to prepare. ’ Teacher Yu.

‘How long does it take to prepare? 'Classmate Qiao.

‘When the need arises for a gift, the gift appears. ’ Teacher Yu.

‘You said it in a roundabout way, could it be because you were unprepared? It’s okay, even if I’m not prepared, I’m still happy~’ Student Qiao.

‘It seems you have no trust in me, classmate Qiao? ’ Teacher Yu.

‘It’s not as serious as you said~ Okay, okay, I definitely believe you have prepared a gift, so I will wait for you to give it to me. 'Classmate Qiao.

'It's going to take some time. ’ Teacher Yu.

‘Okay, I’ll wait. 'Classmate Qiao.

Winter vacation, wrapped in heavy test papers, is coming step by step.

"I've been doing test papers every day!" In the morning, Yu Tu was buying breakfast when he saw Li Ming from the same community. On the way back, Li Ming ignored the cold air outside and kept opening and closing his upper and lower lips, talking about his winter vacation homework. Make unreserved complaints about the number.

"It's still winter vacation!" Li Ming kicked the pebbles on the road angrily, "The workload is really heavy. I went home and did some calculations. In order to ensure that I can rest for a few days during the New Year, I now have to do seven test papers every day!"

"What's even more annoying is that I also have to write homework for the Chinese and English test papers!" Li Ming took off the cotton hat on his head. "It was eight o'clock in the morning when I sat down. When I get up again, good guy, eat It’s lunch!”

"And that essay is really difficult to write!" Li Ming said, then he spread his hands, "I really can't write an essay if I don't write it at the exam site!"

"It's almost time." Yu Tu didn't know how to comfort Li Ming, so he could only pat him on the shoulder and said, "It's almost the New Year."

"Yeah, the Chinese New Year is almost here." Li Ming took a deep breath, "I'm about to be liberated!"

"I want to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to have fun! Play until school starts!" When talking about playing, Li Ming's eyes lit up and he became energetic.

"You still have to take the time to review and review." Yu Tu walked downstairs to his house and told Li Ming: "According to the usual practice, the exam will be after the long vacation."

"...Despair!"

The New Year is something that I always look forward to the younger I get, but fortunately, compared to the ban on burning and lighting in urban areas more than ten years later, the management is still relatively relaxed now.

In the early morning, I opened the windows that had been closed all night, and the cold air mixed with the smell of sulfur seemed to be blown in by a pressurizer. When I woke up, I also told Yu Tu that it was the New Year.

"Yu Tu, come and wash up quickly and have something to eat. We'll be leaving in a moment." Yu's mother greeted her outside the door.

Today is New Year's Eve, and their family will go to their grandparents' house in the countryside to celebrate the New Year. Then they will go to their grandparents' house to celebrate the New Year on the first day of the Lunar New Year. In the next few days, they will go to either their uncle's or uncle's house. They cannot return to their own home until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

"coming!"

Facing the crackling sound of firecrackers, Yu Tu's family began their New Year journey.

"Jingjing, Jingjing!" Qiao's mother shouted several times through the door, but there was no reply, so she had to start directly, "Qiao Jingjing!"

Along with the banging on the door, Qiao Jingjing, who was still indulging in dreams, finally woke up.

"Get up quickly, your uncle and aunt are coming over soon, you didn't even get out of bed, are you so embarrassed, big girl?!"

On the morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, today is the day when Qiao’s mother’s relatives come to celebrate the New Year. Qiao’s mother got up early and started cleaning up in the kitchen.

"Old Qiao!" Qiao's father, who was originally shouted and slapped, fell asleep again on the sofa in the living room. Qiao's mother immediately grabbed the cushion on the chair and threw it, "Still sleeping! The house is not tidy? The dishes are not cooked. ?!”

"Oh, it's coming, it's coming." The confused Father Qiao and Qiao Jingjing started walking around the house like puppets following Mother Qiao's instructions.

But it would be better if it didn't bump into chairs, sofas or anything like that.

"Why is there no wine at home?" It was almost noon, and Dad Qiao rummaged through the small cabinet in the kitchen. "This can't be done without wine."

"Why not?" Mother Qiao lifted the cabinet with her feet, and the wine bottles inside made a crisp sound as they collided with each other, as if to indicate their existence to Father Qiao.

"Not this wine."

"Isn't this enough to drink?!" This is a common saying in every family. The hostess is most disgusted by drinking and smoking at home. After all, in addition to the unpleasant smell, cleaning up after the meal is also a hassle.

"Enough, it's definitely enough to drink." Dad Qiao scratched his few hair and said, "Isn't this the bulk wine that my uncle likes to drink?"

"After all, it's our family's treat. When entertaining others, the drinks must be according to their taste."

"Then go and buy it." After all, he is his brother, so Qiao's mother didn't say much.

"That." Qiao's father twisted his fingers towards Qiao's mother, "This money to buy wine..."

"Where's your money?!" When money was mentioned, Qiao's mother immediately reacted, "You played mahjong at my mother's place the day before yesterday, and you won a lot!"

"I didn't even ask you to share one with me, so why don't you turn around and ask me for money to buy a drink?!"

"no!"

"How can we really win money?" Qiao's father took Mother Qiao's hand and motioned her to lower her voice, "Isn't it over that we bought toys for your brother's children?"

"Nothing left?"

"I put them all in the red envelope and left them under our mother's pillow."

"You have a conscience." Mother Qiao reached out and took out two hundred dollar bills from her pocket, and was about to hand them to Father Qiao, but when she saw Father Qiao's look of dismay, she took them back the moment she was about to touch Father Qiao's hand.

"Hey, what..." Seeing that the money he was about to receive was gone again, Father Qiao was just about to speak when Mother Qiao already shouted to her daughter in the bedroom.

"Jingjing! Go buy two bottles of wine for your dad!"