Baiyao Policy

Regarding the Chinese New Year, Zhu Qiu and the others who have lived for hundreds of years are more looking forward to it than Wen Yubai. After all, they have witnessed the gradual loss of the flavor of the New Year from the beginning of the Spring Festival to the present.

Witnessing the heyday of every household decorating with lanterns and festoons to celebrate the New Year, compared with the desolation and loneliness on both sides of the street today, the two sides are more natural and lamented.

But the original intention of Chinese New Year is to have a happy family reunion. If the taste of the New Year is not the taste of the New Year, just be happy at home.

When he went out the next morning, Wen Yu Bairao saw him once a year and was stunned for two seconds by the festive red around him at the door of the room.

"Master, you're awake. Breakfast is ready, let's go downstairs." Uncle Tao in a dark red Tang suit appeared in front of Wen Yubai, smiling and wrinkled.

Wen Yubai came back to his senses, looked at Uncle Tao who was smiling kindly in front of him, and quickly responded with a smile.

Walking through the red corridor, it is as expected to see that the stairs have been wrapped with colored lights of various colors, and they are shining faintly. The ceiling of the living room is hung with large and small exquisite lanterns and red ribbons. .

"Baibai." Seeing Wen Yubai come down, Tuanzi hurriedly reached out to say hello, holding the fork poked on the cake in one hand.

Wen Yubai walked in and reminded softly: "Be careful not to hurt yourself with the fork."

The dumpling smiled and continued to poke the cake.

"Xiaojing, where are Qinghuan and Zhuqiu?" After taking a sip of milk, Wen Yubai looked around and saw no one else.

Following Wen Yubai's example, he picked up the cup, and Tuanzi casually pointed at the door, and replied, "There are couplets posted outside."

There are many people and many rooms in Duyao Pavilion. Every Chinese New Year needs a lot of couplets, because everyone has to paste a couplet on the door of their own room, as well as the front door, side door, and back door outside.

Wen Yubai and Tuanzi were talking, when Zhuqiu's voice came out from the door: "This is the one on the right, so you put it upside down!"

Qing Huan defended in a low voice: "Obviously the other side is correct, how do you know it's the other way around?"

Zhuqiu: "Luck is on the right! Post it back for me!"

"Li Que, your lantern is hung crookedly, it should be in front, oops, it's too far in front, and it's not in alignment with the ones next to it."

This is the voice of Hualuoluo's exasperation.

Listening to the voices outside, Tuanzi looked at Wen Yubai and shrugged helplessly, which meant—listen.

Wen Yubai was amused by Tuanzi's appearance of a little adult, and stretched out his hand to pinch his chubby smiling face.

When Wen Yubai's meal was almost finished, the sounds outside gradually stopped, and when Wen Yubai put away the dishes and came out, he saw Hua Luoluo and the others entering the door with a few lanterns in their arms.

Wen Yubai looked at the things in their arms, a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Why didn't it hang up.

Hua Luoluo looked at the lantern in her arms a little dejectedly: "These few don't match the style of Duyao Pavilion at all, so I won't hang up."

Wen Yubai looked at those lanterns with strong Chinese style, and then at the living room full of modern technology, it seemed that something didn't match.

"Hang up if you like it." Wen Yubai said, seeing Hua Luoluo was a little unhappy, holding the lantern and not letting go.

Anyway, being happy is the most important thing, besides, no one will come to Duyao Pavilion after the Chinese New Year, so just hang up if you want to.

After hearing this, Hua Luoluo shook her head, and was about to go upstairs with the lantern in her arms, saying, "Forget it, I'll go to my room."

See for yourself in the room!

Seeing that Hua Luoluo was about to go back to the house, Wen Yubai remembered what he told her yesterday, so he hurriedly called her to stop.

"Don't forget what I told you."

Hua Luoluo paused for a moment, then gave Wen Yubai a reassuring gesture without looking back: "I'll investigate later."

After Hua Luoluo said this, Wen Yubai nodded reassuringly.

Ningya put down the things in her hands, looked at Wen Yubai, and asked, "By the way, Master Strategist, are the patrols for these few days still according to last year's arrangement?"

The new year is coming, and all monsters, ghosts and snakes are stupid|stupid|wanting|moving, so there will be an additional job that is not usually done in these few days, and that is patrolling.

Wen Yubai replied: "For those in other areas, you have more snacks. There is nothing to do these few days. Let us leave it to me."

Ning Ya nodded: "Okay."

"Will you be on patrol? I will accompany you for nothing." Tuanzi, who was watching TV on the sofa, heard the conversation between Wen Yubai and the others, and quickly turned his head and raised his hands to introduce himself.

Wen Yubai thought about the weather outside, and finally shook his head and refused: "Xiao Jing, you can just stay at home."

Little Tuanzi | mouth flattened: "You all went out, the house is so boring."

After hearing this, before Wen Yubai could comfort him, Uncle Tao on the side said: "Xiao Tuanzi, don't you say you want to learn how to make carrot cake? I'm free these few days, so I just happen to teach you."

After hearing Uncle Tao's words, Tuanzi's thoughts were immediately drawn away, and he looked at Uncle Tao with bright eyes, full of expectation: "Really?"

Didn't that mean I'd be messing up the kitchen?

Uncle Tao nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

After being affirmed, Tuanzi jumped into Uncle Tao's arms with a cheer.

Looking at the dumpling who had forgotten to go out with him, Wen Yubai gave Uncle Tao a grateful look, and the latter smiled.

In this weather, it's still not suitable for Xiaojing to patrol outside with him as a child.

Since he wanted to patrol, Wen Yubai went back to the room, put on the scarf and gloves, and went out. Qing Huan and the others saw that they wanted to accompany him, but he refused all of them.

Since he was on patrol, Wen Yubai didn't drive, but walked slowly on the street alone.

After passing the Lianmu Bridge, Wen Yubai sensed that someone was approaching, he didn't stop his feet and didn't turn his head back, he continued to walk on his own, but the corners of his mouth raised a little, and then he immediately put it down again.

Li Minghuang walked two streets and one alley behind Wen Yubai, but he didn't see any reaction from anyone. He couldn't bear it any longer. He was thinking about whether to go up and say something, when Wen Yubai in front of him suddenly stopped. Living.

Li Minghuang also stopped, watching Wen Yubai turn around and enter the convenience store next to him, he hurried forward, and when Wen Yubai came out again after a while, he had an extra bag in his hand.

When Wen Yubai and Li Minghuang passed each other, he stuffed the bag in his hand into the arms of the person who was smiling happily, and left two words expressionlessly: "Put it on."

After Wen Yubai had walked a few steps away, Li Minghuang realized that he quickly opened the bag and saw a pair of gray gloves and a white scarf inside.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Li Minghuang caught up with Wen Yubai who was in front of him a few steps, rubbed his shoulder lightly, and pretended to be serious: "I still don't admit that you like me."

Wen Yubai's footsteps paused, and then he said lightly: "You think too much."

Li Minghuang didn't care about Wen Yubai's inconsistency, he took out his gloves and took off the tag, then put it on with a smile on his face.

After a few minutes, Wen Yubai noticed the strange eyes of the people around him, stopped and turned around suspiciously, and saw Li Mingwang holding the scarf and looking at him eagerly.

Wen Yubai looked at the scarf and then at Li Minghuang, puzzled.

Li Mingwang looked at Wen Yu Bai Yangyang's clumsy gloved hands, holding the scarf inexplicably aggrieved: "I can't put it on."

Wen Yubai: ...

Wen Yubai sighed helplessly, looked left and right, took the scarf in Li Minghua's hand with one hand, grabbed his collar with the other to pull him down a little, then raised his head slightly to help him put the scarf on, Cover your neck tightly.

Li Mingwang lowered his head and leaned forward to enjoy Wen Yubai's rare tenderness. Although this posture was uncomfortable, he would rather this time last longer.

From this distance, Li Minghuang could clearly smell the fragrance from Wen Yu's white hair, the fragrance was a bit intoxicating.

"Okay." After smoothing out the last fold of the scarf, Wen Yubai pushed it away and Li Mingxuan said calmly.

Li Ming looked down at the scarf around his neck, stretched out his hand to touch it, then looked at Wen Yubai, smiled and said, "You also said that you don't like me, and the scarf and gloves you gave me and yours belong to a couple."

Wen Yubai's scarf and gloves are almost the same color as Li Minghuang's, and the style of the scarf and gloves...are similar.

Wen Yubai glanced at Li Mingxuan, turned around and continued to walk forward: "You are overthinking, there is only this kind in that store."

Li Mingxuan chuckled, leaned closer, and smiled openly: "Then why did you suddenly give me a scarf and gloves?"

Wen Yubai's expression remained unchanged: "It's just a disturbed conscience."

The people who followed him were frozen to death, and their consciences were hard to bear.

When Li Ming heard this, his face twitched slightly—what's the reason?

In the convenience store where Wen Yubai bought the scarf just now, the salesperson was cleaning up a pile of scarves and gloves on the table, muttering while cleaning up:

"I already have a white scarf around my neck, why do I have to have one of the same color... Strange, wouldn't it be good to change the color?"

The cashier next to him watched One Piece secretly while avoiding the monitor, and replied indifferently when he heard it: "Maybe he prefers this color, don't care."

Those who complained were still muttering: "But this will increase our workload. Does off-white look good too..."

"It is our philosophy to meet all reasonable needs of customers, so stop complaining."

"Oh……"

I don't know who I am working for so that he has time to watch anime, but I am obviously the one who receives the cash.Also, since you dare to watch Korean dramas in front of your boss, why are you hiding from the monitor?

Forget it, my daughter-in-law needs to pamper the heavens even when she cries, and learn to smile.