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It happened to be New Year's Eve when the two returned to China, and Jiang Xiaomei had already cooked a large table of New Year's Eve dinner and waited there.

While eating, she saw the pair of rings on the hands of the two brothers with envy on their faces, and said to her son: "Oh, that's great, your dad married the poor one in my family back then, and he didn't even have a gold piece. Fearing that your grandma and grandpa will be unhappy, you have paid for the dowry yourself, and I have lost a lot of money in this business!"

Xu Yongshan calmly retorted: "Then, didn't I love you later? Ring wedding dress, what is missing from you?"

This man is really boring, and he can't tell a joke when chatting.

Jiang Xiaomei couldn't help giving him a glance: "The wedding ring is meaningful only on that day, and it will be different after that, do you understand? I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Xu Yongshan became even more aggrieved: "Then I didn't hear you complain when I sent you off?"

Jiang Xiaomei was so overwhelmed by the meal that she almost rolled her eyes to the sky: "Hey, you said you, and I just said casually that you still care about me?! How old are you? Children are so old that they are living more and more. Go back more!"

Xu Yongshan was silenced by his wife's words, and he didn't dare to express his anger.

Xu Zhiyuan quickly smoothed things over, and put a few pieces of meat into his parents' bowls: "I'll buy you another pair! Re-do the silver wedding! Golden wedding too!"

Jiang Xiaomei's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Yes! It's guaranteed to be fake! I'll design the wedding dress and suit! Let him pay for the rest!" Xu Zhiyuan pointed at Xu Wenyuan with his chopsticks.

Jiang Xiaomei couldn't close her mouth with a smile, her whole face was glowing, and the fine lines between her eyebrows and eyes seemed to have faded a lot.

"Just clothes are not enough, you have to design the ring yourself!"

Xu Zhiyuan choked a bit when the meat was stuffed into his mouth, and he said euphemistically for a long time: "Mom, well, jewelry design and fashion design are two different things...your son...has never really studied jewelry design."

"Oh." Jiang Xiaomei turned her head and glared at her husband, "Hey, did you see Lao Xu? It's still my sweetheart! But keep your money for yourself, it didn't come from the strong wind. It was already spent on helping your dad with those stones. A lot of money."

Xu Yongshan felt a little wronged, and he didn't know why he kept talking about him after having a good New Year's Eve dinner: "What's wrong with playing with rocks? Then I also made money!"

Jiang Xiaomei threw a spare rib into his bowl: "Just your broken stones, can you dig out a useful piece for 100 yuan? No matter if the company throws it to Wenyuan, he still has his own business, and he doesn't have superhuman strength... "

Xu Yongshan retorted: "The company asked him to practice his skills. Sooner or later, I will retire and these will all be theirs."

Jiang Xiaomei was so angry that she slapped him hard on the shoulder: "What does he want to practice? What do you want to practice? He runs his own company in a decent manner, how can he not be better than a father like you? If you are lazy, you will be lazy, and you will make excuses, and you will piss me off!"

The older they get, the more they look like children. The old couple usually bicker at home when they have nothing to do.Seeing that they were about to fight, Xu Wenyuan hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's okay, it's good that uncle has a hobby, and I'm still busy. Besides, my company is just expanding its business, and I have others to help me, so it's not too tiring. .”

The words were nice and appropriate, and coaxed the old couple into comfort.

After the meal, Xu Wenyuan helped wash the dishes, Xu Zhiyuan was lying on the sofa watching TV like an uncle, Jiang Xiaomei quietly leaned beside him and asked, "Have you talked to Wenyuan about the fucking thing?"

Xu Zhiyuan threw melon seeds into his mouth for fun, and when he heard what Jiang Xiaomei said, he couldn't help thinking that the two of them were going to talk about this topic that day, but then they fell on the bed crookedly for some reason.

He blushed a little, afraid his mother would see it, and pretended to stand up and look for water to drink.

Jiang Xiaomei was very surprised, thinking he didn't hear it, so she asked again.

"I didn't talk much, but my attitude is that it's his personal business whether he sees him or not, and I support it all."

Jiang Xiaomei flattened her mouth: "Hey, you are really open-minded."

"That's, isn't that what you taught me since I was a child?" Xu Zhiyuan stared at the posture of his brother bending over to wash dishes in the kitchen. The fabric tightly wrapped his long legs, which was strong and beautiful.

In the evening, the two of them took a shower and lay on the bed, talking one after another.

Xu Zhiyuan was restless, always moving around, resting his head on his brother's shoulder for a while, and resting his thighs on his stomach for a while, the bed board made a "creak" sound every time he moved.

Xu Zhiyuan frowned: "I'm fat?"

Xu Wenyuan put down the book in his hand, and grabbed his brother into his arms: "No, it's because the bed is too small."

Xu Zhiyuan was very satisfied with this answer: "It must be a problem with the bed, you see that your legs are going to stick out."

Xu Wenyuan said: "A few days ago, my aunt asked you if you want to change it, but you still said no, and now you are falling asleep again and feel uncomfortable?"

Xu Zhiyuan pouted, and huddled himself into his brother's arms: "It's uncomfortable, I won't change the bed."

"why?"

"No reason, I have feelings for this bed. Every time I sleep, I think of the time we first met, you collapsed the bed when you first came to my house, remember?"

Xu Wenyuan rubbed his head and said, "I remember."

How could he not remember, on this bed, he had his current name for the first time.

When it came to the name, Xu Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing: "Actually, I also like 'Two Niu' very much. It's very down-to-earth, and it's especially suitable for you."

"How does it fit?"

"Earth, it's the same as when you first came here, like an earth dog." Turning his eyes, Xu Zhiyuan called him, "Earth dog, little earth dog."

Xu Wenyuan responded to him: "Don't scold yourself."

Xu Zhiyuan stared at him: "Why did I scold myself?"

Xu Wenyuan didn't reply, but the look in his eyes was full of hesitation.Xu Zhiyuan became famous when he recalled these words again, and was so angry that he turned over and sat astride his brother, "punching and kicking".

Of course, he didn't try hard anyway, so Xu Wenyuan let him make trouble, secretly put his hands in from the hem of Xu Zhiyuan's pajamas, and tickled his flat and slender waist all the way up, Xu Zhiyuan couldn't bear it, and let go of his strength. Laughing out of breath on his brother's chest, looking sideways, there was a beautiful pink glow on his neck, and the tangy fragrance of shower gel wafted faintly.

If you touch it again, the game will change. Xu Wenyuan held his brother's waist in this position, and pulled his clothes up to his chest while moving.

Xu Wenyuan was a little lazy for a few days during the New Year's holiday, and he didn't shave the occasional stubble on his chin, which made Xu Zhiyuan's chest hurt and itchy. jaw.

Xu Zhiyuan was so distracted by his torment, he almost couldn't help crying out, but was silenced by Xu Wenyuan's kiss.

"Be quiet, the neighbors can hear you."

Xu Zhiyuan could only stare at him aggrievedly, but Xu Wenyuan knocked him hard several times, and his waist collapsed.

The bed creaked and creaked for most of the night, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

Afterwards, Xu Zhiyuan lost strength in his legs and feet, so he could only be carried by his brother to the bathroom to take a bath. Lying in the bathtub, the hot water made him feel comfortable. Xu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother...I want to eat persimmons...I saw mom Bought in the kitchen..."

Xu Wenyuan hugged him and lay down: "It's too late, I brushed my teeth and eat tomorrow."

"Brother, what do you think the persimmon trees in your hometown are doing this year?"

Xu Wenyuan kissed him on the side of the face: "You still miss the persimmon tree when you grow up so big?"

Xu Zhiyuan yawned comfortably: "It doesn't matter how old I am, I miss your tree."

Xu Wenyuan spread the shower gel on his brother's body bit by bit, with gentle movements.

"Those trees are wild, not mine."

Xu Zhiyuan was made very comfortable by him, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Before falling asleep, he said in a daze, "I claimed it, I wrapped it, I named them all, they are mine."

Xu Wenyuan thought he was talking in his sleep, so he didn't care, but he thought that he could take him back to his hometown for a few days during the Chinese New Year.