four o'clock

On the morning of New Year's Eve, both of them got up very early. Around five o'clock, Wen Yuji got up and put on his clothes before Grandma Wang called. It was the red golden bull sweater that Wang Xiaoniu bought.

Li Song saw the red dress on his body, pulled off his own, yawned and put it on, and asked, "Why are you up so early?"

Wen Yu sent the yellow paper to be cut and said, "I'm going to invite the gods to come down to celebrate the New Year in a while."

China is a big country, with different sounds for ten miles, and different customs for hundreds of miles. New Year's Day is the most important festival for Chinese people, and every place has its own way of celebrating it. Li Song looked fresh.

Wen Yuzhi said that the young people here will send the Kitchen God to the heaven, praying that the Kitchen God will say good things to heaven, and the next year will be safe.When it’s New Year’s Eve, you have to cook dumplings in the morning, burn yellow paper, and invite the great gods in the sky to come down to celebrate the New Year. During the New Year, the family must be harmonious and not say bad words, so that the gods will know that this is a good family and will bless the future. The fortune of the year is going well.

Grandma Wang came to call. Wen Yuji packed up her things and left the yard. The sky was still dark outside, and the sky and the earth were completely dark. Today’s temperature seems to be lower than before. Take out your phone to check, today’s temperature is twice as high as yesterday’s Jump off a cliff to cool down.

But even so, many people on this street have already got up, put the yellow paper on the snow and lit it, and the ceremony is not over until it is fully burned and the ashes of the paper fly away with the early morning wind.

This is a folk custom that has been banned in many big cities. This is the first time Li Song has seen it. Looking up, sparks flickered on a street, and there was an explosion in the distance. Someone started to set off firecrackers. Li Song felt a little happy. Reminding him that it's been a year.

Wen Yuji put the Bai Shengsheng dumplings made last night into the pot. The temperature in the kitchen was a bit low, and the steam from the boiling water was steaming above the room, and the bed was covered with water vapor. Li Song stretched out his hand on it while waiting for the dumplings to be cooked. Wen Yuzhi's name was written.

Wen Yu sent out the dumplings, the first bowl was left on the empty table inside, and incense candles were lit next to it, the room was filled with the smell that Li Song had only smelled in temples before, full of strangeness that made people calm down Effect.

The two of them brought dumplings to the kang to eat. It was too cold outside today, and even the living room was cold when they went out and in. It was only in the bedroom that they breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Song took a sip of the dumpling soup and said, "It's too cold today."

Wen Yu sent him poured vinegar and said, "It's cold in the morning, but it won't be cold when the sun comes out."

Ari smelled the smell, got up from the cat's nest, and was tired of begging for dumplings beside Wen Yuji's legs. Wen Yuji took his small plate into the house, put it on a chair beside him, and fed it a big meat Dumplings with stuffing.

The sky outside gradually brightened up. I don't know why, the mood of waking up early in the morning of the Chinese New Year is very different from that of the usual morning. Li Song has been in a good mood since waking up early in the morning. The two of them ate dumplings and hid in the quilt. I didn't get up until dawn, when people's voices could be faintly heard outside.

According to the rules handed down by the older generation, the Spring Festival couplets should be posted before twelve noon. The two spread out the Spring Festival couplets and discussed which one should be posted where.

Li Song hung the two festive lantern-shaped Funiu pendants wrapped in glass balls at a place that can be seen when entering the door. There are red bead bells hanging under the pendants, and there are colorful lights in the glass balls. light up.

When going out the gate with the couplets, I happened to bump into Wang Xiaoniu and her father pasting couplets at the door, Wen Yuji greeted the man, and Wang Xiaoniu jumped up and down, looking at the blessing cows on the two of them with a smile In a couple outfit, she said stinkingly, "I have really good eyesight."

Wen Yuji pasted the two characters of blessing on the bellies of the two chinchillas at the door, and asked, "Have you finished pasting it?"

Wang Xiaoniu shook her head, she had a bit of a cold, sniffed carelessly, and said, "Nothing."

She turned around in a circle and said with a smile, "Isn't it pretty, my new clothes."

Before her parents came back, they probably didn't expect her to be so fat. The skirt on her body was tightly worn by her. Wen Yuji took a serious look and said with a smile, "It looks good."

Wang Xiaoniu jumped up and down happily, this is a little girl who is easily contented.

Li Song raised his lips to look at Wen Yuji, his little Yuer was really too warm.

In the usually spacious and quiet alley, cars are parked at the door of almost every household at this moment, moving down the gifts brought to the family for the New Year, and voices are occasionally heard.

Many people’s Spring Festival couplets have already been pasted up. The snow-covered white town is mixed with red, and there are red firecracker debris on the ground.

Li Song hung red lanterns on both sides of the gate, the weather was really cold, and his hands were numb from the cold for a while, Wen Yuji was driven aside by Li Song to watch, he went to post it himself, Wen Yuji Yuji saw the terribly cold temperature on those hands, which made the skin dry and red.

The boy didn't mention it, but Wen Yuji knew that today was his 17th birthday, and after today, he would be an adult.

He seems to have grown a little taller, standing tall and tall, with a handsome profile, his lips are slightly drawn, and he is carefully smoothing the glue under the Spring Festival couplets.

Li Song is the best-looking person he has ever seen, prettier than those stars on TV, he loves to watch him, and also loves to be watched by him.

Li Song took a few steps back to see if the stickers were neatly placed. Suddenly, someone grabbed his cold and numb hands. There were too many people passing by on the road, so Li Song was slightly startled.

His hands were wrapped in a pair of warm hands, Wen Yu sent a breath to his hands, and then put his lips on the back of his hands, warming his hands with the temperature of his lips.

Wen Yuji didn't know that it was strange for the two boys to do this. He didn't understand at all, and he didn't tell him.

His hands slowly warmed up, and he suddenly became greedy for such a temperature. Someone looked at him, Li Song pursed his lips, and said softly, "Go in."

Wen Yuji naturally took his hand and walked inside, and said with a smile, "We'll have a quick bite in a while, and we'll make dumplings in the afternoon for the New Year's Eve dinner."

A big red lantern was hung at the door, and after the Spring Festival couplets were pasted, the small courtyard seemed to be much brighter. Near noon, the sun was more abundant and the temperature warmed up slightly. There were sparrows and a cuckoo that often came recently falling on the apricot tree at the door. On the morning, Ari came out of the bedroom on his feet, and went to the window to watch the excitement.

Li Song finally carried another pendant with the word "Fu" into the kitchen, and hung it on the bookshelf against the south wall.

The room is bright and majestic, and the red color of the Spring Festival fills the spacious house. Wen Yuji cut up the melons and fruits, put them on the coffee table, and mixed them with melon seeds, nuts, candies and chocolates, etc. and put them in a small bamboo basket , There are snacks scattered on the coffee table, just pick them up and eat them at any time.

At about eleven o'clock, Wen Yuji made a simple lunch and ate it. Wen Yushao went to the kitchen to prepare dumplings for New Year's Eve.

He squeezed the selected red dragon fruit, pumpkin, red yeast rice, carrot, spinach, and purple sweet potato into juice, filtered or steamed them, and added them to the flour and kneaded them into dough, adding white dough, exactly seven colors.

The dumpling filling matched the dumpling skin, and when Li Song came in, Wen Yuji had just adjusted the dumpling filling with fresh mackerel meat.

Li Song leaned over to look at the balls of colored dough on the chopping board, and said, "There are so many colors."

Wen Yu sent: "Well, make colorful dumplings."

Li Song: "I can do it too."

Wen Yuji looked up at him, with a smile in his eyes, and he said distrustfully, "I don't believe it."

Li Song: "..."

Li Song took a step forward, blocked him in front of the table, looked down at him with a low smile: "I really will."

He was too close, Wen Yuji's ears turned red, she raised her beautiful eyes and said, "Then go out and put the table away first."

Li Song moved forward again, clung to his body tightly, with his long legs pressed against his, and moved closer to less than three centimeters in front of him, with a smile in his tone, he said in a somewhat ruffian way: " Kiss me."

Wen Yuji's heart almost jumped out, and every time Li Song leaked this kind of naughty look, he wanted to bully him.

But now there is something to do, he pursed his lips and smiled, and pushed him back: "Dear at night, you go out first."

Li Song hugged him, raised his lips and asked, "Can I kiss somewhere else at night?"

Fat aunt's voice came from outside the door, Li Song was not in a hurry, and waited leisurely for Wen Yuzhi's answer.

Fat aunt's footsteps approached, and she had already entered the house.

Wen Yuji raised his head, bit Li Song's lip with a little force, and before Li Song could react, he whispered, "Why do you love to bully me so much?"

There was a slight pain on his lips, which made his heart shudder.

Why do I love to bully you so much?Because you grew up in my heart, Xiaoyuer.

Fat aunt brought a Peking duck, which was brought back by her eldest grandson who was studying in Beijing. She saw Li Song coming out of the kitchen, and greeted her with a smile. She was busy at home and didn't stay long, Li Song After sending her to the door, the fat aunt patted his arm, and said: "Speak up if you have anything to say, Xiaoyu doesn't like to talk, so don't be polite like him."

Li Song responded with a smile. When he returned to the room, he wanted to carry the roast duck into the kitchen. When he picked up the bag, he found two red envelopes under it. Over red envelopes.

Grandma Wang also came over, bringing over a box of delicate cakes that Wang Xiaoniu's father brought back from Tianjin, and also left two red envelopes. He unpacked the cakes, took a bite, and set down the big round table.

There was an ancient costume sitcom on the TV, Ahri jumped on the sofa and stared at it with his head tilted.

When the mobile phone rang, the two of them were making dumplings. Li Song's mobile phone was basically useless after arriving here. He didn't play games on the mobile phone, and he rarely read the news. He just turned off the mute today.

Wen Yuji was close, glanced at the screen, and said, "Calling from Shanghai."

Li Song unhurriedly finished making the dumplings in his hand, then wiped his hands and picked up the phone that was about to hang up automatically.

It was his dad calling.

The man's voice was full of anger, and his mouth was full of accusations: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Li Song: "..."

His tone was a little indifferent, he didn't seem to be on the phone with his father, but rather a stranger who had nothing to do with him, he said, "What's the matter with you?"

The man paused, and asked in a deep voice, "What time will you get home?"

Li Song: "???"

Li Song: "What do you mean?"

He was really puzzled, but he hit the man's anger directly and accurately, and the man said angrily: "It's Chinese New Year today, you didn't come back?"

The man's voice was a bit loud, Wen Yuji heard something faintly, looked at him with a little worry, Li Song bent his lips to comfort him, and said lightly: "No."

Father Li said in a deep voice: "I sent you a message. Your Aunt Lu and your sister will move here this year. The family will have a good New Year. You pretended not to see it, did you?"

Li Song basked in the sun.

He was not from that family.

His eyes fell on Wen Yuji's hand, and his white fingers flipped deftly. A beautiful round dumpling appeared in his hand after a while. He placed it on the neatly arranged curtain, and picked up his own bag Dumplings with exposed fillings are carefully remedied.

Li Song has never made dumplings before. He saw Wen Yu send the dumplings, and his eyes learned it, but his hands didn't.

But he is very confident, because every time he completes one, Wen Yuji can say something good, as if whatever he does is good for him.

The man was still talking on the phone: "I don't care where you are now, you must be home before tonight."

Li Song suddenly got a little impatient.

Ever since he encountered the scene where his parents confronted each other that day, he has fully understood that the home he still had a glimmer of hope in was completely his imagination. His father had another home, and he devoted all his tenderness to that home, and his mother was about to get married. And I never had a real home.

After that day, the superficial calm was completely broken. He always wanted to avoid the two of them, and he didn't want to get involved in their lengthy and complicated lawsuits, but they always found a way to find themselves, but whenever they met, it was an endless quarrel , This kind of life lasted for half a year. The last time they quarreled was on the day when the two were adjudged to divorce. He was too tired that day, so he went to chat with An Yu, and suddenly made a crazy decision, and then he met Wen Yu. .

He's not used to being hysterical with people, and he doesn't want to have any communication with someone who won't listen to him seriously, even if that person is his biological father, so he just said lightly: "Forget it."

The man's angry voice came: "I have to beg you when I go home? Do you know how long your Aunt Lu has been preparing for you to come back? Have you considered her feelings?"

Li Song: "..."

This is really strange, he has known about Lu Manman's existence for less than half a year, and he has never met her face to face, why do I have to consider her feelings.

The other side is still shouting: "Do you think I owe you? I mean enough to you, have you ever been short of money since you were young? Are you an ancestor? Do I have to humbly beg you to come back?"

The hand holding the phone tightened suddenly, and his calm mood was instantly ignited by his words, and his anger suddenly rose.

No one can measure the matter of owed or not in the relationship of blood relatives. The man feels that he does not owe him, and he does not feel that he owes the man. Therefore, it is really unreasonable for a man to be so hysterical. .

He sneered, and was about to speak, when his lips were covered suddenly—Wen Yujiong came over at some point and kissed him.

Li Song: "..."

He really couldn't get angry, he felt like he couldn't get up or down.

Really...

He pinched Wen Yuji's cheek, how could this kid be so picky, Wen Yuji patted his hand, freed his face, and went back to making dumplings.

He looked at Wen Yuji's reddish face pinched by himself and smiled for a while, and suddenly felt that the phone call was really boring, a boring feeling that his emotions and time were wasted in completely unnecessary places.

After a pause, he said calmly, "Happy New Year to you and Aunt Lu."

The other side was obviously ready to quarrel, but was suddenly a little confused by his words, and fell silent.

Suddenly a soft female voice came from the phone, and after a while, a man's voice came over again, sounding a little uncomfortable: "Forget it, if you don't come back, you won't come back. Is there enough money?"

Li Song said lightly: "The dividends of the shares will be credited to the account every month."

There was a new person on the phone, it was the woman just now, Lu Manman.

"Li Song, I'm Aunt Lu."

Li Song didn't understand her, so he simply said: "Hello."

He pulled Ahri who was hammering the little yellow duck next to him and rubbed it, and Ahli was angry and bit him.

Li Song would not have any great hostility towards a strange woman, because his father and mother are really wonderful parents, cheating or Bai Yueguang has nothing to do with him.

He was thinking about something to say to end the conversation, but unexpectedly the people over there knew how to measure. The woman spoke in the true sense of Wu Nong's soft language, and said softly: "Li Song, happy new year, have So Kong will come back often to take a look, and he must take care of himself when he is outside."

Li Song: "..."

Ari had already been rubbed unconscious, and spread her belly on his lap, pretending to be dead.

Lu Manman: "Then you go ahead, I'll hang up."

Li Song: "..."