Stand-in self-cultivation

Three salaries - the whole meaning of Chinese New Year.No, it's the whole meaning of the past.

Jia Ran was awakened by the sound of gunfire.The crackling sound scared him so much that he almost fell off the bed. He sat on the bed and reflected for a few seconds. The deafening sound of firecrackers made him dizzy. Hearing the sound, it should be from outside his window.Barefooted, Jia Ran angrily walked over to the bed and pulled the curtains open.Pushing open the window, the cold air was filled with the smell of firecrackers, which made him pull his head back hastily.

"Hahahahahaha!" Ma Qiming's hearty laughter came from downstairs.

Jia Ran: "..."

"You're sick!" Jia Ran wrinkled his face, stretched his neck in a heroic attitude, and cursed, "You disturb the people in the early morning! I don't know that you are not allowed to set off cannons during the Chinese New Year! Let your grandma go! What time is it!"

Ma Qiming, who was staring at Paoshale, heard Jia Ran's voice in a trance, looked up and saw him, and immediately switched to serious mode, opened his mouth and muttered without knowing what.No way, it was too loud and I couldn't hear clearly.

"What are you talking about, can't you hear me!" Jia Ran growled impatiently, almost leaning out her upper body.

Ma Qiming's face changed, and he raised his breath and shouted: "Are you trying to freeze yourself to death! Go back and get dressed!"

Jia Ran stared at him for a while, feeling a little uncomfortable being blown by the cold wind.He closed the window, jumped into the room twice in the cold, and felt better after rubbing his hands.There were clothes on the stool at the end of the bed, which should have been prepared for him by Uncle Wang.

Jia Ran shook off his clothes, stared at the deep purple long johns with a face full of thought, and finally had to admit that he was not young anymore, so he put on his long johns, and put the light blue jeans on the long johns with a jump. Putting on a milky white turtleneck sweater, he ran downstairs like the wind.

Uncle Wang, who was fiddling with fireworks in the living room, was blown like a spinning top by his gust of wind, and he turned a full circle before seeing Jia Ran's wind-like back.

"Jia Ran, Jia Ran! This kid... don't run away, I have a cannon, which one do you want to let come and get it?" Uncle Wang said in a high voice.

Jia Ran, who was halfway running, slammed on the brakes and turned around to run towards Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang stepped aside helplessly, and went to get a coat for Jia Ran to put on. "Last night, Ma Qiming asked someone to drive to a nearby sales point to wrap up the fireworks on the booth. It's better...the big fireworks are set off at night." , you put this kind of thing, don't use firecrackers, it's too easy to collapse... This, this, use this to set it off."

Jia Ran rummaged through it for a long time, picked out the one he liked, and stuffed it back with a large handful of fireworks sticks that Uncle Wang gave him, "No, no, Uncle Wang, I'll release them at night, don't clean them up. I'll make it later!" After finishing speaking, Xiezi ran away.

In the yard, the two hanging firecrackers were finished, and Ma Qiming was bent over and pouted to get new ones out of the box.Jia Ran slowed down and saw a familiar yellow figure out of the corner of his eye.He didn't pay attention when he came back yesterday. At this time, he finally saw this dog that was very friendly to him.

Jin Fupipi was so scared that he huddled in the room like his grandson. When he saw Jia Ran, he was stunned for a while, and then he was pleasantly surprised.Although it was scared, it still tentatively stepped out of the kennel, its tail wagging almost out of sight, after waiting for a while it seemed to be all right, and it was about to run over.

Jia Ran couldn't help laughing, and waved at it to signal to go back.He took a breath, and tiptoed towards Ma Qiming who was busy.

"Snapped!"

"Depend on!"

There was a crisp sound when the cannon fell to the ground, and Ma Qiming staggered and sat on the ground.

The two stared wide-eyed for a moment, and Jia Ran burst out laughing wildly.

Ma Qiming sat on the ground, with firecracker skins on his hands that were on the ground.

"Didn't you set off the cannon early in the morning? Huh?" Jia Ran covered his stomach with a smile, reached out and took out another cannon, and threw it hard on the ground, successfully seeing Ma Qiming tremble.

"Jia Ran, don't push your nose on your face, I'm warning you." Ma Qiming sat on the ground and pointed at Jia Ran's nose.

The person who was named grabbed a handful of cannons triumphantly, and threw several of them at the open space around Ma Qiming, and there was a crackling sound in an instant.

"Don't you like shooting cannons? I'll let you play." Jia Ran couldn't stop laughing, reached out and touched for a long time, finally took out the phone from his butt pocket, and clicked one on Ma Qiming.

Ma Qiming stared at the camera, pretending to be vicious and said: "Do you think I was still a child? I have long been afraid of throwing guns, you little brat."

Jia Ran's smile froze on his face for a moment, but he quickly adjusted, weighed the cannon in his hand and said, "Then stand up straight and play with me."

"Beary kids love to play with firecrackers." Ma Qiming did not hide his distaste for firecrackers at all. "First put this box of firecrackers away. I bought too many. There are still three boxes in the warehouse, and I have to finish them all today."

Jia Ran pouted, and threw two more around him while he was off guard.

"hiss……"

Ma Qiming gasped, and suddenly covered his right with his left hand.

"What's going on?" Jia Ran frowned, put the cannon aside, and walked over quickly. "It was broken just now?"

Ma Qiming raised his head and glanced at him, then pressed his hand firmly, and responded with a deep voice.

"Let me see." Jia Ran's complexion was a little bit bad, he reached out to grab Ma Qiming's arm, but he didn't want to be dizzy the next moment, Ma Qiming threw his whole body to the ground, but hit the back of his head on a piece of softness.

Ma Qiming knelt between Jia Ran's legs with his right leg, his handsome face was less than a punch away from Jia Ran's.He didn't pull out his hand, instead he dragged Jia Ran's head with some force.

"...You lied to me, old man." Jia Ran's voice was hoarse. He looked at the infinitely magnified face in front of him, clearly saw the other's wrinkles, and changed the subject as if his brain had short-circuited, but the atmosphere was still charming. "Did you not use your skin care products properly?" he asked.

Ma Qiming was silent for a moment, and said in an affectionate mode that could not be adjusted in time: "I have used it, but people are old, and wrinkles can't be stopped."

"It must have not been used well, otherwise it would be impossible to age so quickly. From a distance, you look like a dog, but from a distance, you look like a [-]-year-old."

After hearing the silence outside, Uncle Wang, who came out with a broom to sweep the cannon, stepped into the vestibule humming a ditty, and looked shocked at the two people stacked together: "What's the matter? Jia Ran let the cannon collapse? "

The two got up quickly, and threw off the cannon skin sticking to their bodies.

"Uncle Wang, let me come." Jia Ran touched his nose and said.

Uncle Wang sighed, and looked at Ma Qiming complainingly: "Go in quickly to sweat, and then take a shower and change clothes. Wear new clothes for the New Year, and within 5 minutes after putting them on, you two look like you just came back from the loess high slope."

The two obediently obeyed, turned and entered the door.

Jia Ran took a shower, but found that she forgot to prepare new clothes.Wrapped in a bathrobe, he poked his head to the side of the stairs to look down, but he didn't expect to see the person he was afraid of and loved hanging on the tip of his heart.

"Why are you so disheartened!" The girl's chirping voice awakened the feeling of spring in the room. She was carrying a big bag, lowered her head, and fumbled in it with her hands, "Japan is so fun! I bought you a lot Things, one box when I went, three checked when I came back, I maxed out my card! These are all for you, don’t you always have blurry eyes, eye drops, I did a strategy before I went, I heard It's especially easy to use! Nuo... seven kinds, two bottles of each, you use it first, and throw it away if it doesn't work. There are also these, heating patches, plasters, you have to take care of yourself, you know? Otherwise, when you get old, I will My brother has to wait on you in front of the hospital bed with feces and urine, which is fine, but if you become incontinent, it will be a lot of trouble..."

"Mengmeng." The little boy next to her couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to tug at the fur ball on the girl's cloak.

"Bah, bah, bah." The girl patted her mouth, "Civilization, civilization. And shampoo, I brought back four bottles, to prevent hair loss, your hairline has moved back by a centimeter in the past few years! "

Jia Ran squatted on the side of the stairs, tilted her head and quietly peeped through the cracks in the railing.

"Okay, you can just buy it yourself, what can you buy me?"

"Old Yu, look at him, he obviously wants to show disgust." Jia Meng pouted.

The little boy called Lao Yu was speechless: "Why didn't you tell me that Uncle is such a freshman boss? Uncle doesn't lack these things. You don't give them the right ones, so give them to me."

"Old Yu! Do you believe that I grilled you to make squid skewers? Wouldn't it be the opposite!"

Seeing them singing together, Ma Qiming couldn't laugh or cry, he reached out to take the big bag and put it on the sofa. "Come here so early, haven't you eaten breakfast yet? Everyone is on vacation. Your uncle Wang made breakfast. It's ready. Let's eat together later."

"What are you waiting for, I'm starving to death." Jia Meng took off her cloak, and hopped towards the kitchen in a gorgeous little skirt, her high-heeled shoes rattling like a pony.

"Uncle Wang—I'm hungry!! What do you want for breakfast?"

Watching Jia Meng run away, the little boy asked cautiously. "Uncle, is there anyone else today? New Year's greetings for you? Do you want me to take Mengmeng away?"

"No one came to the door this year, just family members." Ma Qiming smiled, "Okay, let's play with her."

Jia Ran scrambled and rushed into his room.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Ma Qiming leaned against the door, holding a pile of clothes: "Are you eavesdropping?"

Jia Ran had no intention of joking with him, and was so nervous that he took the clothes and quickly pulled Ma Qiming in.

"Why are you here so early?" he asked.

"They came so early last year, and they have no place to go except me." Ma Qiming said lightly, and motioned Jia Ran to change into clothes, "Don't be nervous, she never blamed you."

The young man who was in a tangle grabbed his nightgown tightly, "But I left her behind and ignored her for three years, she doesn't blame me?"

Ma Qiming had no choice but to move Jia Ran's hand away, and took off his nightgown, revealing his white and tender body, and prepared to change his clothes by himself. "Tell me a few times before you believe it. Lift your legs up and put on your pants."

"... Ma Qiming! Do you want to eat or not..." The girl who inherited his brother's fine tradition rushed over like a girl, and stopped at the door of the room awkwardly, grabbing two big buns in his hand, but saw A scene that is not suitable for children—is he, Uncle Ma Qiming, doing that, that, to his own brother?

Jia Meng's eyes widened, his jaw almost fell to the ground, the two buns fell to the ground, and rolled to Ma Qiming's feet.

Jia Ran: "..."

Jia Meng stammered: "...Brother, brother? Brother?"

"You're still quacking," Ma Qiming turned around angrily, "You're still frizzy when you're not doing anything."

"Brother?" Ignoring his mockery, Jia Meng took a step forward and stared at Jia Ran in disbelief. "elder brother?"

Jia Ran hurriedly put on her clothes, looking at her sister at a loss.

However, no one could have imagined that Jia Meng burst into tears suddenly.

The boyfriend who heard the sound also squeezed to the door. He looked at the only one of the three people present who didn't know what to do, and soon realized who this person was.Ma Qiming came back to his senses and hurried out, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

"Uncle, he is Jia Ran? Mengmeng's brother?"

"I can't kiss you any more." Ma Qiming said casually, and took the young man down the stairs with his arms around the shoulders, "Go down to eat, give them a little time, and think about how to introduce yourself. Last night I had I have given you a few good words, whether you can get her brother's approval can only depend on yourself..."

Although he hasn't seen her for three years, he knows his sister whose blood is thicker than water better than anyone else.She didn't say anything other than saying sorry to each other, and because of physical reasons, she was a little numb after crying for a while.Helping his younger sister, whose face was numb from crying and still sobbing, to lie down on the bed, Jia Ran sat by the bed and carefully coaxed her to sleep.

Watching Jia Meng fall asleep, Jia Ran opened the door, and Ma Qiming, who had been waiting by the door, raised his eyebrows.

Jia Ran closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sleeping?" Ma Qiming asked.

"Sleep."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, I apologized over and over again. Brother, I was wrong. Brother, I shouldn't be willful. Brother, please forgive me..."

"Hey, I've forgiven you a long time ago." Ma Qiming said.

"Get lost." Jia Ran glanced at him coolly.

"There's a lot of time, let's communicate slowly later." Ma Qiming patted him on the shoulder, "New year and new weather, do you want to try something new?"

"What?" Jia Ran looked at him warily.

"Another name?" Ma Qiming said. "Call Brother Xuanxuan and listen."

"I'm sick." Jia Ran pushed Ma Qiming away and walked downstairs.

"It's fine to call Li Xuan, why are you going?" Ma Qiming caught up and asked.

"What are you doing cooking? It's already noon and you don't want to eat?"

"I'll help you?"

"...President Ma, what are you doing?"

"I did it when I was a kid too!"

"Mr. Ma, can you deal with official business? Do you have such a free time as the domineering president? You haven't looked at the computer since last night, right?"

"It's the Chinese New Year holiday, no business."

"Three salaries during the Chinese New Year, go to work quickly, and the boss can't run away."

"No, I want to cook."

Jia Ran paused, turned around and barked at Ma Qiming, "Li Xuan! Li Xuan! Li Xuan! Are you satisfied? Ah!"

"Satisfied, Xiao Ran, let's cook."

Jia Ran looked at him with drooping face for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

"roll."

<The End>