Look at that pair of school grass

"I want to celebrate New Year with you."

Years ago, as usual, the two mothers went to the supermarket to buy New Year's goods, and took the two young men to work as coolies. Su An squeezed into the crowd of the supermarket's big sales, and told Qi Wenxuan this way more than once.

Qi Wenxuan took the potato chips he took off from the shelf, showing a helpless smile: "You have said it many times."

Su An walked to the next shelf, glanced hastily across the two little girls who were picking things, stretched out her hand to go around them and took two bags of melon seeds, and said, "But... I want to celebrate the New Year with you."

According to the past, the two are separated every year during the Chinese New Year. After all, traditional festivals are still celebrated with family members. Su An's grandmother is out of town, and it is rare for the mother and son to go back twice a year.

Su An also missed her grandma, and she definitely had to go back, but when she thought of not seeing Qi Wenxuan for several days, she felt sad about parting before she left.

I didn't think so before, but this time was different, after all, it was their first year together.

It is unrealistic and immoral for Qi Wenxuan to go out of town to accompany him instead of being with his family during the Chinese New Year, so Su An just talked about it, not thinking about what to do.

Just talk about it, and it is not against the law to talk about it.

"Ah... I want to celebrate the New Year with you." Su An sighed.

He himself felt that he was annoying, Qi Wenxuan was still looking at him with a doting face and smiling, he really loved him very much.

Su An threw the things into the shopping cart, walked over and buried her head in Qi Wenxuan's neck and rubbed it. She was wearing thick clothes in winter, and she looked as if she was tired and rested for a while.

Even so, it was very ambiguous. One of the girls who had just picked something in front of Su An glanced at them, and was dragged away by her companion step by step.

"People are watching." Qi Wenxuan patted Su An's back and touched a thick and fluffy cotton coat.

Su An sighed again sullenly.

"Tsk, Su Xiaoan, why are you sighing so much at such a young age?" Qi Wenxuan lifted him up with his shoulders, "I see, I also want to celebrate the New Year with you, and I also want to eat the dishes cooked by our grandma Woolen cloth."

"Hmm." Su An answered with lowered eyes, turned around and pushed the cart, "I'll just tell you, you... don't worry too much, I'll just tell you."

Having said it so many times, Qi Wenxuan sighed twice in 2 minutes, and Qi Wenxuan couldn't worry about it because of his experience.

Within two days, Su An followed her mother to the train station with big bags and small bags of New Year's goods. Qi Wenxuan went to see them off as usual, hugged Su An and Yang Lan at the place where they stopped, and said with a smile: "Aunt Lan, my year I went to play with you on the first day of the junior high school, wouldn't you not welcome me?"

The mother and son's eyes turned into the same shape in surprise, and at a glance, they knew that they were their own.

"Really, really?" Su An's tongue knotted a little, and it took two seconds to straighten it out, "Why so suddenly, when did you decide?"

"Just yesterday, I made a decision after I got the tickets." Qi Wenxuan said.

During the Spring Festival, it is difficult to buy tickets until the date is close.

"Okay, come and play. Speaking of which, you have never been to our hometown to play with us when you grow up." Yang Lan also came back to her senses and expressed her welcome, "Your parents agree?"

"Agreed, I will have New Year's dinner with them, and I will leave after paying New Year's greetings in the morning. It doesn't hinder anything." Qi Wenxuan handed the last bag of New Year's goods to Su An, "Okay, go to the security check quickly, don't delay There you go, see you in the new year."

Su An was carrying big bags and small bags as if he had just finished the fair, but he squeezed into the Spring Festival travel crowd in high spirits.

The one-hour drive was not long. Coming out of the stuffy and suffocating carriage, the cold wind mercilessly covered the faces of mother and son. Fortunately, this year, my uncle was still on time. They got into the warm and fragrant car as soon as they got out of the station. .

"I heard that our An'an did well in the exam this year?" In the car, the uncle looked at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and asked while chatting.

It is a tradition for the people to ask about grades during Chinese New Year. Now it is about grades. After a few years, it is time to ask about the object. After graduating from university, it is time to work and get married.

This year, Su An was not guilty or unhappy when asked this question. He slumped in the back seat and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "It's so-so, and it's almost enough to reach the second line. Oh, it's still not good. This result is far from mine. The dream is still far away."

"Hey, do you still have dreams?" Yang Lan trembled when she heard this word from her unmotivated son for the first time, "Tell me?"

"Well...it's nothing." Su An changed his posture lazily, "It's just, take an exam at Tsinghua University or Peking University."

The uncle laughed first, and Yang Lan flicked his forehead dumbfoundingly: "Wake up son, there is still a difference between a dream and a dream."

Su An plausibly said: "It's not illegal to dream!"

The wheels turned the cold wind into warm air, and the three of them returned home wrapped in the night in the small town that was just lit up.

Grandma heard the sound of the engine, and couldn't wait to open the door to welcome her good grandson. Su An went upstairs with both hands full of things, and shouted from a distance: "Grandpa and grandma!"

"Hey!" Grandma responded from upstairs, her voice was full of joy, she pushed open the door and embraced Su An who ran up, the wrinkles around her eyes and lips smiled warmly, and she didn't care that Su An was still holding her hand. Something, hugging him tightly.

With her hands hanging, Su An couldn't respond. She bent down to accept the strong affection from the old man, and said hello to her grandpa through the back of her grandma.

"Ouch, mom!" Uncle shouted after him, "You tell An An to put the things down first!"

"Oh, yes, come, come, come, I bought so many things." Grandma took one of them and put it in the living room, Su An followed in, put down the big and small bags, and heard grandma scolding her daughter again: "Don't let me go!" Buying so many things will make us feel safe and tired."

Yang Lan felt the differential treatment from her own mother, and once again couldn't laugh or cry: "Am I still your biological daughter?"

"The married daughter threw it out..." Grandma half-spoken, realized that there was no so-called son-in-law for a long time, this was a bit inappropriate, she quickly changed the subject, took Su An's arm to look at it for a while, and said lovingly: "Well, he's handsome again."

"Hey." Su An also looked at grandma, "Grandma is young again."

"You have a sweet mouth." Grandma laughed so much that her gray curly hair trembled, her eyes suddenly fell on Su An's left ear, and she squinted, "Oh, is this ear piercing?"

Unexpectedly, the old man's eyes were so bright, and he found such a subtle thing all at once, Su An gave a vague "hmm".

"Why only hit one side?" Grandma touched his earlobe and asked, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "It's just right, I have a pair of gold earrings, I got them when I was young, and I'll get them for you."

"Ah, ah?" Su An hurriedly stopped the grandmother who was about to go to get the earrings, the image of herself wearing the gold earrings flashed in her mind, it was so beautiful that she couldn't imagine, "No need, no need!"

"Oh mom!" Yang Lan pushed her grandmother to sit on the sofa, "Your girl wears it, why would you give it to him, why not give it to me."

"You don't have pierced ears." Grandma glanced at Yang Lan, "Why do I give it to you, I will be your family heirloom after I die."

Yang Lan: "..."

"Mom!" Uncle sighed helplessly, "It's Chinese New Year..."

"It's only thirty tomorrow." Grandma said without fear.

The topic was quickly taken away by Almighty's grades. I already knew that Su An did better in the exam this time than before. Grandma asked Grandpa to bring out a big red envelope: "Come, I will reward you."

Su An was flattered to accept the red envelope before the Chinese New Year, subconsciously pushed it twice, and grandma said, "Why are you being polite to your grandma, I will take it for you!"

Su An looked at Yang Lan's face, bent down and raised her hands above her head, and took it with a pious face, which made her grandma smile cheerfully again.

Every year, the process of Chinese New Year is the same. Get up in the morning on New Year’s Eve and start busy. The family first cleans and pastes couplets and blessings, then makes dumplings, prepares for the New Year’s Eve dinner at night, and finally finishes eating lively and beautifully. During the New Year's Eve, I watched the Spring Festival Gala in front of the TV and listened to the sound of firecrackers outside.

Su An finished posting the couplets familiarly, and was called by Yang Lan to make dumplings, and chatted while stuffing stuffing inside, suddenly remembered something, raised her voice and said to her grandmother: "Grandma, Xuanxuan is coming here with me tomorrow." Let's live together for a few days!"

"Xuanxuan?" Grandma poked her head out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, "Which Xuanxuan? Ah, is it the girl who is the class monitor in your elementary school..."

"What?" Su An smiled, he didn't even remember the name of the monitor of the elementary school, "No, it's Xuan Xuan who lives across from our house all the time, Qi Wenxuan."

"Oh, that child." Grandma only had the impression that the neighbor's child had "excellent grades", "Okay, let him sleep with you in the same bed. But why doesn't that child spend the New Year at my home and run away?" Come to see you?"

Before Su An could find a suitable reason to answer, grandma suddenly smelled something, and lowered her voice to ask, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Male." Yang Lan couldn't help but interjected, "Mom, what are you thinking, how old is An An."

"Oh, man." Grandma turned back to the kitchen, a little disappointed in her tone.

Su An was sweating coldly and laughed nervously, always feeling that he was on the verge of being discovered the truth at any time.

Mom, your child, who has never worried you since you were a child, did something you didn't worry about this time. Not only did he fall in love, but he even got bent.

If Su An said the above sentence right now, I am afraid that tonight's dumplings will have new fillings, which taste like Su An.

Su An imagined the scene of being chopped into mud and stuffed into dumplings, and finished making dumplings with trepidation. When the New Year's dinner was approaching, he accompanied the neighbor's little brother to set off firecrackers for a while. When he came back, his guilty conscience was blown to the sky .

"It's time to eat!" Yang Lan shouted to her father and Su An who were nestling on the sofa watching TV.

The five members of the family sat loosely, a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was set up on the table, and after the toast, Su An took out his mobile phone and took a picture of all the untouched dishes, and clicked on Qi Wenxuan's dialog box to send them.

——Grandma made it with mom and uncle!

——I made the dumplings.

——You can still eat it when you come over tomorrow.

The messages on the mobile phone were overwhelmed by a bunch of blessings and snatching red envelopes, and they were so happy that Qi Wenxuan came back after a while.

——Are you asking me to eat leftovers?

—Little heartless.

——I want to eat the dumplings made by you.

——Happy New Year, I love you [Bixin.jpg].

Su An lowered her head, afraid that her expression would sell herself completely, and the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed at all.