Sister, Shut Up!

"Okay." Jiang Miao understood the deep meaning of the senior sister in seconds, and nodded with a smile. After touching the keyboard with both hands, her fingers seemed to be able to type afterimages.

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Thursday, February 2, New Year's Eve.

Jiang Miao woke up early in the morning. After getting dressed, Su Huai Porridge muttered in a daze: "What time is it?"

"It's only eight o'clock." Jiang Miao put on a sweater, leaned over to the bed, brushed away the broken hair on the senior sister's forehead, revealing her smooth and white forehead, kissed her, and said softly, "You can sleep for a while Son."

"Hmm..." Su Huai porridge twisted twice in the bed, stretched out his arms from the warm quilt, and hugged Jiang Miao's neck tightly, "I want to kiss my face too."

Jiang Miao couldn't help laughing twice, then lowered her head, kissed the senior sister's cheeks twice, and then kissed her soft lips.

But at the last step, Su Huai Porridge raised his hand to block his mouth, and whispered disgust in his mouth: "I didn't brush my teeth, it stinks."

Well, forget it.

Jiang Miao stood up straight again, picked up the down jacket on the back of the chair, walked to the bedroom door and said, "Then I'm leaving."

As a result, before the words finished, Su Huai Porridge sat up from the bed, got out of bed with a swipe, and began to put on clothes.

"Why don't you continue to sleep?" Jiang Miao just opened the door halfway, afraid that the cold wind would blow Su Huai porridge, and quickly closed the door, waiting for her to put on her clothes first.

Su Huai Congee was still a little sleepy, half-closed his eyes, put on his clothes in a daze, and said, "I'll take you to the subway entrance."

"It's not like I won't be back." Jiang Miao laughed, "I'll accompany my parents to finish the New Year's Eve dinner at night, and I'll be here in the early morning at the latest."

"Then we won't be able to see you until next year?" Su Huai porridge said, and after putting on cotton-padded clothes and trousers and warm cotton socks, he walked up to Jiang Miao and opened the door, "Let's go."

Jiang Miao was amused by her, and followed behind into the bathroom to wash up.

After coming out, they each put on their down jackets, and the two of them took their little hands and went downstairs to eat at the breakfast shop at the gate of the community.

After eating, Su Huai porridge drove him all the way to the subway entrance on an electric scooter.

The two stayed together for a long time beside the green belt next to the subway entrance before Jiang Miao waved to Su Huai Porridge and walked into the subway station.

In recent months, the two have been getting tired of being together, intoxicated by novel experiences, and are reluctant to be apart for too long.

If Jiang Miao stayed home for a few days this time, Su Huai Porridge probably couldn't help running over to find him the next day.

But to be honest, after the flu, New Year's Eve will feel a lot less.

In addition, over the years, several of my brothers and sisters have also started their own families. The scene of everyone getting together to have a New Year's Eve dinner after the Chinese New Year can never go back.

When I got home in the morning, Jiang Miao helped move the round table to the dining table. After a simple lunch, I drove with my mother to pick up my grandparents.

In the afternoon, the family of five gathered together. It was completely different from the lively and lively scenes in previous years. It looked very deserted.

"I see that your thoughts are all on the little girl." Tang Xiaojing glanced at her son, who was still chatting with Su Huai Porridge on the mobile phone WeChat, "Are you going back tonight?"

"En." Jiang Miao responded.

"Then what should I do if my relatives treat me to dinner?"

"You tell me in advance, I will be ready."

"I think it's better for the two of you to get the certificate earlier, and come to have a New Year's Eve dinner together directly during the New Year." Seeing his appearance, Tang Xiaojing immediately rolled her eyes and said.

Hearing what my mother said, Jiang Miao immediately gave her a look that won my heart, and gave her a thumbs up: "You are simply a roundworm in my stomach!"

"What roundworms are not roundworms? It's so ugly to say." Tang Xiaojing knocked his head down.

"I'll bring porridge home for the New Year's Eve dinner next year, you won't disagree?" Jiang Miao suggested with a hippie smile.

"You can take it, and you can get married first." Tang Xiaojing laughed and said, "Find out the marriage early, and it would be good for the two families to have a New Year's Eve dinner together."

"Indeed." Jiang Miao repeatedly nodded in agreement.

"Speaking of which, your dad and I haven't met Congee Congee's parents yet, have we?" Tang Xiaojing said suddenly, "I have met her grandma many times, she is very nice."

"There will be a chance in the future." Jiang Miao dismissed the topic lightly.

Now is an important juncture for Su Dajiang and Su Huaizhou to gradually reconcile their relationship, so it's better not to cause extra problems.

Anyway, we will be a family in the future, and there will be opportunities to get acquainted with each other.

In the evening, the family sat around the table, and the increasingly boring Spring Festival Gala was played on the TV.

Even before the Spring Festival Gala, clever and witty netizens had already predicted various programs and themes that would appear at the gala.

It can be said that it is not far from ten.

Jiang Miao's expectation for the New Year's Eve dinner was never to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but to have a meal with his family and then play mahjong.

Well, playing mahjong.

It's a pity that now that the older brothers and sisters are all married and established businesses, it is impossible to get together again for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Jiang Miao still remembers when she was a child, the happiest time on New Year's Eve was after the New Year's Eve dinner. The children sat around the bed playing poker or mahjong, and prepared a lot of snacks and fruits.

In the early hours of the morning, everyone will go downstairs together to set off fireworks, which is the happiest day of the year.

It's just that the pace of the times has never been diverted by human will.

Jiang Miao sat on the sofa after eating, chatted with his grandparents about trivial matters, and chatted with Su Huai Porridge on WeChat.

[Congee porridge loves porridge]: Are your grandparents still there?

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: It's still there, but it will probably go back in a while.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Don't worry, I'll go back later.

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: I'm not in a hurry to get you back, I still want to spend more time with my family during the Chinese New Year.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: That's not true, senior sister is my family for the rest of my life.

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: You should spend more of your verbal skills on code words.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: It is not impossible to use it on senior sisters (dog head)

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: If it wasn't for your absence, your life would be in danger.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: It is my honor to be stepped on by my senior.

Su Huai porridge could not argue with him.

When a person needs no face in front of another person, that is invincible.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Tang Xiaojing sent Jiang Miao's grandparents home, and it was almost eleven o'clock when she came back.

After Jiang Zhenguo and Tang Xiaojing took a shower and returned to the bedroom, Jiang Miao simply cleaned up and went out to take a taxi to go back to Jingjiangshan Mansion.

"That kid really left?" Jiang Zhenguo muttered when he heard the sound of the door opening and closing while lying on the bed.

"Otherwise it can still be fake?" Tang Xiaojing on the side said speechlessly, "Can you stop him from going back to see his wife?"

"It's New Year's Eve, everyone in the family can't sleep well, and the family doesn't feel like a family..." Jiang Zhenguo began to complain.

Tang Xiaojing didn't bother to talk to him, so she turned on her phone and started reading her son's novel.

She hasn't finished reading Jiang Miao's last book yet.

After watching "Senior Sister, Step on Me!" "After that, she is also a cp fan of her seniors and juniors, how can she stop her son from going back to see his girlfriend?

On the other side, when Jiang Miao took a taxi to Jingjiang Mountain Mansion, it was already past 50:[-].

It's really not easy to take a taxi during the New Year's Eve, Jiang Miao waited for more than ten minutes to get one.

The driver master is also a hard-working worker, and he still drives outside in this kind of day.

[Congee porridge loves to drink porridge]: Where are you going?

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: I just arrived at the gate of the community.

Jiang Miao ran towards the community while replying.

But before he reached the door of the corresponding corridor, a figure ran towards him.

Jiang Miao took a closer look, and was surprised to find that it was Su Huai Porridge. He paused subconsciously, and then ran over even faster, hugging Su Huai Porridge to his full arms.

It took two laps to dispel the inertia, Jiang Miao hugged Su Huai Porridge tightly and landed smoothly.

"Why did you come down so quickly?"

"I've been waiting for you downstairs." Su Huai porridge raised her face and said with a flushed face.

It looked like it had been frozen for a long time.

"You miss me that much?" Jiang Miao laughed, bowed her head and kissed her, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Who misses you?" Su Huai porridge snorted, and immediately urged, "Go to the backstage and check the results."

"You won't be thinking about this all the time, will you?"

"Otherwise?" Su Huai Porridge pushed him, "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"Understood." Jiang Miao was not in a hurry to go upstairs with her senior, and simply took out her mobile phone to open her writer's assistant and entered the backstage.

But when he got to this point, his heart beat a little faster.

I don't know what level the editor-in-charge Chi Chi is referring to as "shocking thousands of subscriptions".

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao couldn't help breathing shortly, and his fingers hesitated.

"Are you nervous now?" Seeing him like this, Su Huai Porridge couldn't help laughing, "Isn't it pretty calm before?"

"There will be no pressure if you don't watch it all the time. Can it be compared with the current situation?" Jiang Miao said in his mouth, his fingers twisted and twisted as if they were exercising their muscles and bones, but they didn't continue to click on the screen.

"Then what do you think of the grades?" Su Huai porridge asked with blinking bright eyes.

"No matter how you say it, you have to make a reservation." Jiang Miao said casually with a smile, relieving her slightly nervous mood at the moment.

"Really?"

"Fake." Jiang Miao shrugged, "As long as there are more than 5000, it is a victory, and more than 3000 is considered a pass. If it does not reach it, it means that my attempt during this period is indeed not a correct path."

"I guess it's Wan Ding." Su Huai Porridge said in a more confident tone than Jiang Miao.

"Okay, I'll lend you a good word." Jiang Miao laughed.

There is nothing more self-confidence than trusting yourself unconditionally in the person you love the most.

So his fingers were no longer stiff, and he pressed down firmly.

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