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Xiong Weining obviously didn't notice the tricks of those two people, taking advantage of Xiao Peng's stupefied time, he quickly broke free from his restraint, picked up his mobile phone and ran out of the kitchen.

"Come back early if you miss us!" Xiong Weining said leisurely leaning against the door frame, "Come back early and let's celebrate the New Year together! If you don't wait for you, you can still eat today's leftovers hahahaha!"

Li Shuhe adjusted his expression and laughed out loud: "Yes! Then remember to leave some leftovers for me!"

Xiao Peng wiped his hands, walked behind Xiong Weining and took the phone away. Li Shuhe's smile froze immediately, and his dodging eyes looked aggrieved.

Xiao Peng looked at it silently for a while, and finally let out a "chi" laugh, sighed helplessly, sat down on the sofa and chatted with him.

Li Shuhe lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at him, so Xiao Peng had to take the initiative to speak: "Are Aunt Su and your mother okay?"

"Very good." Li Shuhe replied with his head down.

Xiao Peng continued to look for topics: "It's so late and you haven't eaten yet, and you don't want to help the aunts."

Li Shuhe rubbed his curly hair and smiled embarrassedly: "They cook... I don't need to do it."

There was an eerie silence, and Xiong Weining also went back to his room, not knowing what he was up to.

Xiao Peng pursed his lips: "Then..."

"Mr. Xiao..." Li Shuhe suddenly raised his head, "Can I watch the New Year's Eve with you tonight?"

"?" Xiao Peng was taken aback.

Li Shuhe said pitifully: "There are so many people in my family, I don't want to talk with them..." He tried cautiously and even cried, "At eleven o'clock, can I make a video call to you?" That way, it looks like a big dog that is despised by its master.

Xiao Peng frowned and struggled for a long time, but finally he was defeated in the eyes of his poor and innocent dog, and nodded in a strange way.

Da Gouzi instantly showed a bright smile, as if the Ai Ai people who had been in the same period just now were hallucinations: "Then it's settled! Teacher Xiao, go and cook! Finish the meal early and wait for me!" After speaking, he seemed afraid that Xiao Peng would regret it Hung up the phone as if hastily, leaving Xiao Peng looking a little silly holding the phone alone.

"Being tricked." This is what Xiao Peng said in his heart, Li Shuhe...he did it on purpose! ! !

The remote Shanghai Ocean Villa.

Li Shuhe put his phone on his lips and suppressed his smile. When the antique clock outside rang, he got up from his chair and walked out. It turned out that the place he was staying in just now was just the small study that came with the bedroom, and the outside room was his bedroom. .

The large suite-style bedroom is well-equipped. To the north is the toilet and cloakroom. Li Shuhe walked into the cloakroom and took off his casual home clothes and changed into a suit prepared on the side. The original sunny boy suddenly changed his appearance.

In the large banquet hall on the first floor of the villa, Aunt Su carefully placed the chicken soup in her hand on the big round table, and carefully arranged the whole dish before she smiled with satisfaction.

Aunt Su turned around and walked to the basement. It was originally the wine cellar of the villa, but a bar was built and turned into a drinking place. There were more than a dozen people sitting in it, but there were only two women. One was sitting on the bar talking to a group of men. , a man was sitting on the sofa by the fireplace, drinking alone with a glass of red wine. Aunt Su walked to the fireplace and said to the woman, "The dinner is ready, ma'am."

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with exquisite facial features and decent makeup. She was wearing a red velvet cheongsam, which complemented her exquisite figure.Following Aunt Su's words, she stood up and said to the others with a smile, "Everyone, take your seats, don't be restrained."

When a group of people came up from the wine cellar, they heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble. Aunt Su turned her head to look at the stairs, and Li Shuhe was walking down the stairs expressionlessly.

She rushed over to meet him, slapped him on the arm and complained reproachfully: "You greedy cat has a good nose! You don't know how to go downstairs until the dinner is over!"

When the others saw this, they smiled respectfully and called him Young Master.

The woman in the red dress frowned: "Children's family can't afford such a big name, just call everyone by name." After saying that, she turned and walked to the banquet hall. The others followed modestly, and Aunt Su warmly held her He grabbed Li Shuhe's arm and took him to the banquet hall.

The woman sat down at the main seat, Li Shuhe naturally sat on her left, and Aunt Su stood behind the woman and Li Shuhe.

The woman said to her, "Aunt Su, sit down."

Aunt Su quickly refused: "That's not acceptable! You must not forget the rules you should observe on New Year's Eve today."

The woman didn't force her when she heard the words, but just nodded lightly. Aunt Su bowed her body and shouted with a Shanghai accent: "Open the table!"

Compared with the red tape here, Lincheng's side is much simpler.

Xiong Weining held the vinegar bowl, took a dumpling in it, rolled it around and stuffed it into his mouth eagerly, his face was filled with happiness in an instant: "Oh~~~~It's cool!!!"

Seeing his worthless appearance, Xiao Peng couldn't help laughing out loud: "Eat slowly, it's not too hot!"

"Do you understand!" Xiong Weining retorted inarticulately, "You, a southerner, don't understand our feelings for dumplings!"

Xiao Peng admitted defeat and nodded: "Yes, yes, I don't understand, I don't understand! All I know is that there are still a lot of dumplings, enough for you to eat until fifteen."

Xiong Weining cut it disdainfully: "Just the few dumplings you made, it won't last until the third day of the new year, okay! I have to eat two more tomorrow!"

Xiao Peng put down his chopsticks suspiciously: "Aren't we going to eat glutinous rice balls tomorrow?"

Xiong Weining was stunned with his mouth full of dumplings: "What kind of glutinous rice balls do you eat on New Year's Day? Isn't that what you eat on the fifteenth day?"

Xiao Peng frowned: "Eat glutinous rice balls."

Xiong Weining threw his chopsticks: "Eat dumplings."

Xiao Peng insisted: "Tangyuan!"

"Dumplings!" Xiong Weining jumped up: "There is no one who eats glutinous rice balls on New Year's Day!! Besides, where can I buy glutinous rice balls for you!"

"It's packed." Xiao Peng pointed to the refrigerator, "It's in quick freeze."

"Fuck!" Xiong Weining was greatly shocked, "What a strange habit of eating glutinous rice balls on New Year's Day!"

Xiao Peng picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at him, even if he opened his mouth after eating, he would talk a lot of nonsense!Xiong Weining dodged it, sat back and continued eating.

From this point of view, although the New Year's Eve was a little noisy this year, it was also lively.

Satisfied, Xiong Weining was paralyzed on the sofa, rubbing his stomach and giggling while watching the sketches on TV, while Xiao Peng was suffering from a headache when he watched a table full of dishes without touching a few chopsticks. Sure enough, the two of them shouldn’t be cooking so much .

Xiao Peng rested for a while and was about to tidy up, Xiong Weining had a rare conscience and said, "Let me pack it up."

"Forget it!" Xiao Peng rolled his eyes at him, "These few sets of bowls and chopsticks at home can't stand your toss!"

Xiong Weining suddenly felt that he was being despised. Xiao Peng put the things in the refrigerator, turned to him and said, "Your program will be recorded in the third year of junior high school, right? Go to rehearse tomorrow, it's fine if I'm alone."

Mr. Xiong stalked, and quickly reacted, touched his nose and explained: "Isn't it... everyone is very busy during the Chinese New Year! It's not that I don't want to rehearse..."

"Yes, yes, everyone is busy during the Chinese New Year, so busy that your team leader calls every day to urge you to go to rehearsal, right?"

The lie was exposed mercilessly, Xiong Weining giggled in embarrassment, Xiao Peng smiled softly and kindly: "Don't worry! I'm such an adult, I'll be fine, thank you for being with me."

"What...why accompany you!" Xiong Weining gritted his mouth, "I want to rest, okay?"

"Okay! I know you need to rest!" Xiao Peng suppressed a smile, "Then you should also rest during this period, and go to your own business tomorrow, don't stay up late tonight and go to bed early."

"I got it, I got it!" Xiong Weining muttered awkwardly, "It's mother-in-law's."

Xiao Peng rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat him up, but Xiong Weining dodged into the room and shouted: "I'm going to take a shower!"

The phone rang, looking at the number on the screen, Xiao Peng didn't know what to say for a while, Xiong Weining came out holding the clothes, Xiao Peng immediately pressed the phone to silent, Xiong Weining asked strangely: "What's wrong? Who's calling?" ?”

Xiao Peng shrugged: "It's for sales."

Xiong Weining looked reverent: "The Chinese New Year is still selling? Is it difficult to do business with liars?"

"Go take your shower!" Xiao Peng scolded him into the bathroom, looked at the jumping numbers, thought for a while, and finally connected the phone.

Then there was a long silence, obviously the person on the other end of the phone was also surprised by the connected call.

After a long silence, laughter suddenly came from the other side: "I didn't expect the call to be connected. I thought... I would be on the blacklist, or you wouldn't answer it at all."

"I don't have the habit of blocking people." Xiao Peng responded lightly, sat back on the sofa and turned down the volume of the TV, "Besides, it's Chinese New Year, if I don't pick you up, I'll keep calling, it's very annoying."

"I know I shouldn't bother you, but... I miss you so much." A long sigh came from the receiver, "Turn off the lights, every room is your shadow, thinking about how we used to watch the New Year together and make dumplings together, my hands are so Stupid and greedy, you are the most ruthless, and every time you say whether to pack or not, you will secretly prepare the ingredients."

Xiao Peng's memory was drawn back to the one-bedroom, one-living room rental house. When they first came to the city and their work was unstable, in order to save a little air-conditioning fee, they hid in the library to use the air-conditioner in summer, and ran around the room wrapped in down jackets in winter. .On New Year's Eve, Xiao Peng squeezed out some money from his poor living expenses and secretly bought ingredients to make dumplings for Chu Wenhao, preferring to have a simpler meal for the New Year's Eve dinner.

It was so hard before, but they could survive it. No one would have thought that there would be accidents when everything was settled and everything was on the right track.

Xiao Peng was very emotional, but he felt a little relieved. He didn't expect that when he recalled these things again, he would be from the perspective of a bystander, as if he was watching someone else's story. Although he would still be moved and sad, he would never There will be piercing pain.

"Pengpeng." Chu Wenhao shouted softly, "I really, really miss you..."

Xiao Peng watched TV intently, Xiao Yueyue's cross talk was very interesting, he couldn't help smiling.

"I miss your voice, I want to see you, I want to look into your eyes and say sorry to you personally." Chu Wenhao read with tears.

Xiao Peng suddenly remembered that he just promised someone that he would watch the New Year's Eve with him at eleven o'clock.

"Pengpeng, we really... can't go back?"

"Guess how I felt when I received your call?" Xiao Peng walked into the room and looked at the wall clock, and found that it was only less than 10 o'clock. It seemed that there was still time to take a shower first, "I don't feel it."

"I thought I would be furious and would yell at you, but I didn't. There was no anger, no sadness, no turmoil in my heart, and the feeling of answering your call was the same as picking up a strange insurance salesman."

"Does it sound hurt?" Xiao Peng sat back on the sofa and was amused by the jokes on the TV. "Actually, I was also quite surprised. After all that I've been through, I can still face you with such a calm mood. Confronting a stranger."

Chu Wenhao listened quietly, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he understood the meaning of these words, he and Xiao Peng... had no chance to go back to the past.

"I understand." Chu Wenhao smiled silently, "Then... I wish you a happy new year."

"Yeah." The show changed to another program, Xiao Peng said calmly, "Happy New Year."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and saw Xiong Weining with wet hair standing at the door of the bathroom looking at him with a complicated expression.