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Song Cheng gave Qi Yue a supercilious look, and said decisively: "I won't return it to you, you're thinking too much."

Qi Yue, who had been waiting for a while, said, "..."

Qi Yue was also very helpless, this Song Cheng suddenly became arrogant, can you say that he is not trustworthy?Can't!So Qi Yue could only obediently follow behind Song Cheng, and went back.

In the blink of an eye, it was the New Year's Eve, Song Cheng and Xu Fuzhi got up early in the morning to clean up the yard, and Qi Yue even ran over to join in the fun.After a while, Lady Qi called Qi Yue to go back and help her. Qi Yue chewed a few words with Song Cheng, and then went back.

Xu Fuzhi smiled and said, "What did Quiet Mimi say?"

Song Cheng was serious: "Qi Yue asked me to set off firecrackers with Qi Chen tonight."

With Xu Fu's face, I know what you are thinking, so he went to write couplets with Master Xu.Song Cheng touched his ears and found that there was a slight fever. Did the elder brother notice the red ears just now?Song Cheng secretly shook his head.

In the afternoon, Master Xu ordered Xu Fuzhi and Song Cheng to hang up the lanterns, put up the couplets and set off firecrackers.

"Chengzi, you can't go out after posting the couplet, do you understand that you should stay at home obediently?" Xu Fuzhi said with a smile.Song Cheng squinted and smiled and went to the kitchen to help Mrs. Xu.Song Cheng was dexterous, and the dumplings he made were also very pretty.Mrs. Xu was overjoyed, and gave Song Cheng a bunch of stuffing, and Song Cheng took it with a smile.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers came from the next door, and Qi Yue's family had already pasted up couplets and set off firecrackers.After the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Xu Fuzi and Xu Fuzhi had already drank a lot of wine. When Xu Fuzhi saw Song Cheng coming over, he insisted on taking Song Cheng to drink with him.Master Xu saw that it was the New Year, so he let them go.

People in the Song Dynasty liked to drink alcohol, and it was nothing for a child to drink two glasses during the New Year. What's more, the ancient wine-making skills were not as good as the current industrial operation, and the brewed wine was all grain wine, and the alcohol content was average.Song Cheng was overwhelmed by Xu Fuzhi and took a sip. Xu Fuzhi smiled and wanted to pour it all down for Song Cheng, but Song Cheng felt that his mouth was full of spicy, and his face was hot all of a sudden, so he quickly refused.

Mrs. Xu pinched Xu Fuzhi and said: "You will bully Chengzi, go, serve the food!"

Xu Fuzhi rubbed Song Cheng's head with a "Oh" smile, and got up to serve the dishes. Song Cheng got up after him, rubbed his face, looked at Mrs. Xu and said, "Mrs."

Mrs. Xu pinched Song Cheng's red face and smiled, "Why did you get on top, your face is so red."

Song Cheng smiled shyly, followed Xu Fuzhi to bring up the New Year's Eve dinner, and the whole family ate around the stove.Mrs. Xu was overjoyed, so he dragged Xu Fuzhi and Song Chengfei to teach the two of them, calling it a small lesson.Mrs. Xu smiled and pushed Master Xu and said: "The child is making trouble, and you will make trouble as soon as you get older. What kind of class do you teach when you are older!"

Mr. Xu refused and insisted on forcing the two to endorse. Xu Fuzhi poured his father a glass of wine and said, "Father, you drink!"

Xu Fuzi drank it without saying a word. After drinking a glass of wine, he didn't remember the endorsement. He reached out his hand in his arms and took out a new year's money wrapped in red paper. He stuffed it all into Song Cheng's hand and said, "Cheng , New Year’s money! Have a good year!”

Song Cheng hurriedly got up and took it, "Thank you, teacher."

The New Year's money that Xu Fuzi wrapped was a few taels of silver, and it was heavy in his hand, and Song Cheng's eyes suddenly got wet.In previous years, during the Chinese New Year at home, grandma and elder brother would also give themselves lucky money, bank|bank|bank cards wrapped in red envelopes.They will also have New Year's Eve dinner together and watch the Spring Festival Gala. Although the gala is not as good as every year, it has become a habit. The second brother likes to complain with himself the most.

"Chengzi, eat dumplings." Song Cheng's eyes were red, and Mrs. Xu saw it. In her eyes, no matter how sensible Song Cheng was, he was only a ten-year-old child. It's normal to be homesick after the Chinese New Year. But after all, it's been so many years, hasn't it?

Song Cheng took the dumpling that Mrs. Xu handed over and stuffed it into his mouth, holding back for a while before swallowing the tears in his eyes.Xu Fuzhi handed Song Cheng another glass of wine: "Chengzi, have a drink with Big Brother."

When Song Cheng was in a turbulent mood, he also wanted to use alcohol to relieve his worries. He reached out to take it and drank it down. He was choked and coughed for a long time.Mrs. Xu patted Song Cheng on the back with a smile, and then said angrily to Xu Fuzhi: "Chengzi is still young, I can't drink any more, go and eat your meal." Xu Fuzhi looked at Song Cheng and smiled cheaply. Cheng completely doubts that at least half of Qi Yue's current appearance is from Xu Fuzhi's hands, and this appearance is eight points.

Just after the New Year's Eve dinner, I heard Qi Yue knocking on the door outside, Song Cheng craned his neck to look outside, Madam Xu smiled and said: "Go, come back early."

Master Xu was already drunk with the flagon in his arms, and didn't speak, Song Cheng got up and said "OK" with a smile, then ran away without a trace.

"Qi Yue!" As soon as Song Cheng opened the door, he yelled, as if he was getting drunk, his voice became a bit unusually loud, Qi Yue came towards him, he waved to Song Cheng: "Come here! "

Song Cheng passed away, and when Song Cheng approached Qi Yue, he realized that Song Cheng had been drinking. He usually looked like a little old man, but now he was like a little glutinous rice dumpling, very obedient.Qi Yue stretched out his hand to rub Song Cheng and said, "Go, go find Qi Chen and fire the cannon."

Song Cheng nodded and said: "Let's go!" Qi Yue smiled a little arrogantly, and said, "Go!"

There were not many people outside during the Chinese New Year, but it seemed that the street was a bit depressed. The sound of firecrackers one after another seemed to remind that this was a day of family reunion. Song Cheng was a little drunk, and his whole body was on Qi Yue. He said quietly: "Qi Yue Yue, I miss home."

Qi Yue seemed to scold something, he hated iron but steel: "Your family has sold you, and you still think about what they are doing? It's just a waste of your heart."

"My home is far away." Song Cheng muttered, "The whole family will be there on New Year's Eve, but I'm not there. Qi Yue, I want to go home."

Qi Yue was about to do ideological work for Song Cheng, but unexpectedly, Song Cheng cried behind him, tears streaming down like beads that fell off a thread.Snowflakes were falling in the sky, and through the dim light, Qi Yue vaguely saw Song Cheng's flushed face and rabbit-like eyes.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, isn't it just homesick, let's go back secretly to watch, I'll take you back to watch!" Qi Yue couldn't help it, turned around to wipe Song Cheng's tears, and kept coaxing Song Cheng with his mouth. The more she cried, the more she cried, Song Cheng whimpered and said, "It's all your fault, I can't go back now! Qi Yue, I want to go home."

Qi Yue was at a loss, why did he rely on him again?But seeing Song Cheng crying so hard, Qi Yue didn't dare to say a word, he just said repeatedly: "Yes, it's all up to me, don't cry, Chengzi, your eyes are swollen from crying You said it's a big New Year's day, it's unlucky for you to cry, and Qi Chen will definitely laugh at you when he comes later!"

Hearing this, Song Cheng sobbed a few times, and wiped away his tears vigorously, he glared at Qi Yue and said, "You are unlucky!"

"That's right, I'm unlucky!" As long as this ancestor doesn't cry, what can't be done?Pretend to be a grandson, just pretend to be a grandson.Since meeting Song Cheng, Qi Yue has become more and more comfortable pretending to be his grandson.

"Brother, Song Cheng, why are you dawdling here? I've been waiting for a long time!" Qi Chen came over with a bunch of firecrackers in his arms, and complained as he watched the two of them.