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The word "no parents" is very vague. It can mean that the parents are missing or that the parents have passed away.

"Oh." Du Lanzhen frowned, "I'm sorry, Auntie shouldn't have asked..."

"It's okay." Yan Sheng smiled, "It's fine to live by yourself."

Although Du Lanzhen was surprised, she actually felt sorry for Yansheng, what a wonderful child... No wonder there were no pairs and blessings posted on the door of the house after moving in, and he had never seen his parents.

"Where are you celebrating the New Year?" Du Lanzhen lowered her voice, "Do you have any relatives?"

"There are not many close relatives." Yan Sheng said, "I lived here."

"Then Auntie took the liberty to say it." Du Lanzhen said, "Just spend the New Year at our house. It may not be as lively as other houses. No one came to visit on the first day of the new year, but it must be good. When you come, the four of you will spend it together. .”

"Four people?" Yan Sheng was a little suspicious.

"Aren't there still dogs?" Du Lanzhen said.

"Mom, he has a cat." He Zhonghe felt a little sour and warm in his heart when he heard it, and looked at the two of them, "Come on, let's have five people."

"That's even better. Cats, mice, fish, and fish are all together, and the New Year will be lively." Du Lanzhen laughed.

"Let Yansheng cook." He Zhonghe urged, "His cooking is delicious."

"You can do whatever you want to eat No. 1." Du Lanzhen glared at He Zhonghe.

"Yo Mom, the surfing speed is so fast that you can say it in emojis." He Zhonghe smiled and hugged his mother.

The supermarket is inside the shopping mall. These days, the limelight of the supermarket has been robbed by large indoor shopping malls. The supermarkets in a single building in the past are gradually gone. Young people like to go to the supermarket in the mall. In fact, there are few types of goods, and the goods are different how complete.

"Auntie, do you have any taboos?" After shopping around, Du Lanzhen and He Zhonghe went to Yansheng's place. The eyes of Du Lanzhen and He Zhonghe were darkened. Usually, the New Year's Eve dinner was always delivered by the hotel, and they never prepared it themselves.

"No." Du Lanzhen looked at the child and made a choice, "He Zhonghe..."

"He Zhonghe prohibits spicy food, prohibits junk food, prohibits high oil, high fat and high sugar." Yan Sheng recited it very fluently, thinking that your son has not committed many crimes.

Du Lanzhen smiled: "You can relax a bit during the Chinese New Year, just pick what you like."

The supermarket has set aside a brightly red New Year's goods area, candies, candied fruit, roasted goods and oranges. Although no one from He Zhonghe's family comes to visit, there must be a sense of New Year's ceremony.

"Buy oranges like this kind of skin pine, with a navel on the bottom." Du Lanzhen and Yansheng picked up a bag, and He Zhonghe picked it up next to him, looked at it, and then put it down. There's no fucking navel.He leaned over and took one from Du Lanzhen's hand: "Which one do you choose?"

"Go to the side and get the candy." Du Lanzhen raised his elbow and knocked him away, which didn't add to the chaos at all.

Sugar was easier to buy, so he went to the rows of sugar that were weighed in bulk and pulled the bags.

It didn't even come off after a pull.

"Hey?" He Zhonghe murmured in a low voice, pulled it a little longer and then pulled it harder.

With a sound of "teng", the long piece of plastic bag was hard and flawless, and it was deformed.

The aunt who had been watching from the side finally couldn't bear it any longer. She came over and shrugged He Zhonghe away. She tore off two of them neatly and handed them to him. She asked coldly, "Is that enough?"

"...That's enough, thank you." He Zhonghe took the two bags and left without shame.

After Yansheng and Du Lanzhen bought the oranges and picked out the nut box, He Zhonghe hadn't come back yet.

"I probably didn't see the different prices and weighed them in one bag," Yansheng said.

Although it is not good to speak ill of his son to the aunt, but the aunt herself obviously despises the state of her son's poor life.

Sure enough, when he went to the candy section to find He Zhonghe, he was frowning and walking around among the rows of candies, picking out the candies in the bag and putting them back one by one.

"Let's not assign him such a difficult job." Du Lanzhen walked over and took the bag from He Zhonghe's hand, "I'll tell you, you and Yansheng can go buy assorted bags directly."

"The price tag is so small and ugly, who can notice it." He Zhonghe handed the bag to Du Lanzhen angrily.

"Son." Du Lanzhen pointed to the price tag, "Mom taught you, this is 2, this is 3, together it is 23, two-ten-three-, 23 a catty, do you understand?"

"You put the big white rabbit in the golden monkey." He Zhonghe objected.

Yan Sheng looked at the two women from the side and was very happy.

When she was playing poor, a woman in her [-]s pushed a cart and followed the crowd. Seeing Du Lanzhen, she retreated and said, "Mr. Du, happy Chinese New Year, come shopping too."

"Happy Chinese New Year." Du Lanzhen smiled at her and greeted her, "Buy today first, and there will be more people tomorrow."

"Is this your son? You're so old..." When the woman spoke, her eyes swept back and forth between the two boys. She wondered if it was He Zhonghe's illusion. This man's eyes were sharp and weird.

"It's the third year of high school." Du Lanzhen helped He Zhonghe's shoulder, implying that this is my cub, "The kid next door belongs to the neighbor's house. He Zhonghe, this is your Aunt Qin."

"Happy New Year, Aunt Qin." He Zhonghe nodded obediently.

"Okay." The woman smiled and frowned, her face full of sorrow, "I don't know if my son will be able to come back for the Chinese New Year... Even if he can go back to his father, maybe he won't let him."

"The child will definitely turn around one day, don't worry." Du Lanzhen comforted the woman.

After a few more pleasantries, the woman surnamed Qin left with a shopping cart.

"That's it, the assortment from Russia is too tired..." He Zhonghe and Yansheng picked up the candy, and asked casually, "Mom, why didn't the aunt and son turn back?"

Du Lanzhen looked around, and there were strangers around, she lowered her voice: "This is the old director of my subsidiary that I told you before, the one whose son is in the rehab."

He Zhonghe and Yansheng's hands holding the sugar paused at the same time.

Suddenly, I understood why the aunt looked at them with that kind of eyes just now.

"Oh, I remembered." He Zhonghe wanted to quickly end this topic.

Standing beside him, Du Lanzhen leaned over and looked at Yansheng: "Does Yansheng know about it? Get rid of the same office."

"Ah..." Yan Sheng felt that the air conditioner in the shopping mall was turned on too much, and his forehead was sweating a little, "I know."

"It's terrible. It hasn't recovered after half a year. His mother is so worried, her hair is all gray, and she doesn't take care of herself anymore. I used to be more particular about one person." Du Lanzhen clicked her tongue.

"Don't mind other people's affairs, Mom." He Zhonghe said.

"You asked this first." Du Lanzhen glared at him.

"Is there such a person in your school?" Du Lanzhen said, "If there is, don't mind your own business and stay away."

Good guy, not only the school has them, but there are two standing next to you, one of them is your own son.

How exciting.

"Yes." He Zhonghe answered very awkwardly, "Maybe... quite a lot, and not as much as you think, nothing different..."

Yan Sheng nodded beside him: "The acceptance rate is relatively high now."

Du Lanzhen's eyes widened: "My God, you guys think so."

"Mom." He Zhonghe pushed the shopping cart to her side to signal her to stop chatting and go shopping.

"Those children are just too young and ignorant, and they will be normal when they get older." Du Lanzhen was still in disbelief, shaking her head and continuing to put the big white rabbit into the golden monkey.

He Zhonghe didn't continue to hurt her anymore, he was somewhat guilty and terrified.

Going to the supermarket with my boyfriend and my homophobic mother to buy New Year’s goods, licking candy with the tip of a knife.

Very big hearted.

Fireworks and firecrackers are restricted this year. Firecrackers and firecrackers are not allowed in urban areas before New Year’s Eve. Most of the roadside vendors sell firecrackers and small firecrackers. The usual big hanging firecrackers are not sold.

"It's like this this year, and it's not easy for me to buy this product." The peddler put his hands in his hands and slid his nose. "I'll take this batch this year after I sell it. It's not easy to buy any more. I have to go to the village."

"Okay, then take these, and this box of Didi Jiner." Du Lanzhen pointed to a pile of whips beside the counter, "You can help me pick out two couplets with blessing characters, and put a bundle of paper money."

My mother never went to see my grandparents, grandparents, and dad when it was time to pay respects to ancestors and visit graves during festivals. Instead, they would burn paper with a brazier on the balcony, and then sit silently aside for a long time.

Dad was not allowed to mention words at home. Sometimes he accompanied Du Lanzhen to watch TV dramas, and Du Lanzhen watched the scenes about biological father and stepfather, real and false father, and inheritance of father's inheritance.

It was so secretive that He Zhonghe was already in his twenties, and he didn't know why the person in the portrait became a black and white portrait.

The class group is very lively when it comes to the New Year's Eve. In the group with Lao Zheng, everyone usually dare not show their spirits, but now they are clamoring for Lao Zheng to give out red envelopes.

-The teacher sent a red envelope, for the sake of our hard work

-teacher!Red envelope! [flowers/][flowers/]

-【Teacher Zheng is crazy about fans.jpg】

Lao Zheng replied to them very ruthlessly, are you number one in quantitative scores and grades in your class? Just ask me here.

The group fell silent for an instant, and Shi Yujie sent three full stops.

Maybe Lao Zheng also felt that he was a disappointment when he said this during the Chinese New Year. After the class group was quiet for a while, a red envelope appeared.

Five hundred, the little old man is quite generous this time.

After posting, I added another sentence: the one who received the most came to the school for self-study on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

In the end, adding Lao Zheng and the teacher of the main subject, there were a total of [-] people, each of whom paid [-] yuan.

Shi Yujie sent three full stops again, and then said, Teacher, you are so cruel.

The formation at the bottom immediately got up, there was a long line of teachers, you are so cruel, and the screen of your mobile phone is a little bit stuck.

Du Lanzhen went back to the company, and He Zhonghe stood at the dining table while packing up the things he bought and poking his phone. He was so happy that he also copied and pasted to follow the formation: "Hurry up and get Lao Zheng's huge red envelope and negative holiday subsidies."

"Back to school on the fifth day of junior high school, right?" Yan Sheng had already heard the news, and it spread in the chat group of the higher education department.

"I actually feel very happy." He Zhonghe was still joking, and stood in front of the refrigerator to pack up another shopping bag, "Did you learn to be dazed?"

"It's a bit." Yansheng walked behind him, stretched out his arms from both sides of his body, and took out a box of mackerel fillets from the thermostat, "Put this kind of raw fish in the freezer."

"Oh." He Zhonghe took out the raw tomatoes, bamboo shoots, and ginger, and opened the door on the frozen side to put them in.

"...Go do something else." Yan Sheng said, "You should participate in the Transfiguration Meter."

He Zhonghe leaned back with a smile, put the back of his head on Yansheng's shoulder, looked at him, and was about to retreat when Yansheng suddenly turned his head and kissed him.

"Isn't it a surprise attack?" He Zhonghe glared at him, this man didn't change his expression like a hooligan.

He Zhonghe's movements were very sudden. He put the raw tomatoes, bamboo shoots, and ginger into the freezer, then turned Yansheng's face and kissed it.

Yan Sheng paused, and hugged He Zhonghe from behind, with his hands hanging down to his waist.

When the kiss was a little swaying, He Zhonghe shivered, and the two of them knocked their front teeth together, and there was a loud click.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Flying Dog, who was sleeping on the blanket on the other side, was awakened, and blinked sleepily at the two of them.

He Zhonghe couldn't stop laughing as he slammed the refrigerator door shut.

"If you come back to school after the Chinese New Year and ask me why I have a gap in my teeth, I'll say I gnawed on you." Yan Sheng looked pained and frowned happily.

"Let me see if there is any?" He Zhonghe pushed him back to the dining table.Yan Sheng supported the dining table with his hands, and he grabbed the collar, looked at each other for a while, and then kissed.

"I found out," He Zhonghe let go of him after a long while, panting slightly, "tsk", "very addictive."

"Yeah." Yan Sheng's voice was a little breathless, and he pointed to the confused Flying Dog beside him, "Here's a full tour."

"...Fuck." He Zhonghe felt himself shrivel up in an instant, and lifted it aside, "Puppy can't look at the business of adults."

"It's not too small." Yan Sheng wanted to laugh a little, "I saw it on the blanket that time."

"It's better than slippers." He Zhonghe was speechless, "I raised this dog, why do you like it..."

Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is this a very capable image in your mind?"

"...Not really." He Zhonghe thought for a while, and just as he was about to say something to comfort Yansheng, he heard him walking towards the living room and saying: "That's because you haven't tried yet."