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Going to bed early last night, when Meng Yixing woke up, he glanced at the time on the phone screen, it was five fourteen.

Stretching, rolling on the bed with the pillow in his arms, and finally buried under the quilt for 13 minutes, he made sure he was no longer sleepy, so he got up.

He was still not hungry at this time, so he stepped on his slippers and walked to the living room, turned on the heating switch of the water dispenser, and opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The clouds in the east were red, and the sky was already a little bright.

He stretched his hands and feet on the balcony, and then went to wash up.

When I came out to drink water, I inadvertently swept it into the trash can.

He had no memory of taking out the trash last night. He stepped on the pedal of the trash can, and the lid opened, empty inside.

He held the cup in a daze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had dinner with Nan Yi drunk last night, and he took out the trash?

His last memory of last night was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and waiting to fall asleep. Nan Yizui's voice came from his ears, and he told him to go home.

He put down the empty glass, walked to the guest room, and slowly opened the door.

The room still remained the same as when Nan Yizui left last time.

He obediently went upstairs, and took away the trash by the way.

Meng Yixing paused and closed the door.

He saw that it was still early, and walked to the corner of the living room, where there was an easel.There are also bookshelves next to it, and a work desk next to the bookshelves.

He took out a picture book from the drawer under the bookshelf, sat at the work table, and drew.

It’s been half a month since I didn’t have time to touch it, and I miss touching the picture book.

He focused on it for more than an hour, and when the painting was finished, his stomach was already deflated, reminding him that he needed to eat.

Only then did he put down his paintbrush, washed the thermos bucket, and went out to buy wontons to stew and eat.

After eating, he turned on the robot vacuum to clean the house. After washing all the things that should be washed, he went out to buy vegetables.

After a comfortable day, at night Nan Yizui asked him if he wanted more food.He said that a friend sent a box of wild yellow croaker.

Meng Yixing thought to himself, he has made friends so quickly.

But when he thought about it, Nan Yizui's friends might not be the same as the friends he thought of.

When he was busy in the kitchen at night, Nan Yizui came over with an incubator.

He opened it and saw that there were five large yellow croakers frozen inside.The body of the fish is golden yellow, the body length is oval, and the tail is slender.Looks like it's wild, not farmed.

Meng Yixing took out one and weighed it with his hands, about three catties.

Wild large yellow croakers are quite expensive now, and the price is not low for this box of five.

Meng Yixing took out one, covered the box, and said to Nan Yizui who rolled up his sleeves to help, "Steaming one is enough tonight."I will go back to see my parents tomorrow, but I can’t take it with me, so you can take it back and freeze it. "

Nan Yizui put on his apron, was stunned when he heard that he was going back to see his parents, and then said: "I can't eat four loaves by myself, and besides, I don't bother to cook when you're not here. Put it here, it can only be frozen until You can eat it when you come back, eat wild sea fish, just for a delicious taste, don’t be polite to your brother. Tomorrow you put the fish in the incubator and bring it back to your uncles and aunts to taste. I remember you still have brothers and sisters, Just enough people."

Meng Yixing looked at him, it was a little difficult to refuse, but he seemed a little uncomfortable to accept.

Nan Yizui added: "Come back early, next time you come back we will eat other seafood together."

Meng Yixing didn't say anything, so he accepted it politely.Now they are both bosses and subordinates, and they also have a relationship of cousins. They still live upstairs and downstairs, and they are neighbors.For so many months, we have been in frequent contact.It is also not good to resolutely refuse the kindness, and the atmosphere will become cold and hard.As long as Nan Yizui doesn't cross the line too much, their current relationship is no longer suitable for coldly rejecting the kindness of the line.

Meng Yixing vaguely felt like a frog boiled in warm water drunk by Nan Yi.

But now it can be regarded as a relatively comfortable relationship between him and Nan Yizui.He has limited determination and is easy to soften his heart.

When the decision is over and there is no way to break free, there is only a compromise with the bottom line left.

The two cook together, much faster. Originally, he planned to cook a lean meat soup with winter melon and stir-fry a plate of beef at night.When Nan Yi got drunk, he went to the flower pot on the balcony to pick lettuce and stir-fry it. Now with a steamed large yellow croaker, it was enough for two people.

After eating, I handed the dishes to the dishwasher.

Meng Yixing went to pack his luggage for going back to his hometown tomorrow.

Nan Yi went back drunk and continued to work, and asked him when he would be back before leaving.

Meng Yixing directly told him that three days later, the last day of the holiday.

Nan Yizui didn't say anything, but just told him to drive safely.

Early tomorrow morning, Meng Yixing drove back with the yellow croaker.

Leaving City X and driving to the small city of my hometown, the number of cars on the road has decreased a lot.

The road was unimpeded, and it took more than two hours to arrive.

Although his father has retired, he is still looking for odd jobs.His mother took care of the children at home after retirement, and he went to his mother's house first.

His mother was very happy to see her son whom she hadn't seen in months.

Let him come in and sit down, straddle the vegetable basket, and say that he is going to buy more food.

Meng Yixing quickly stopped her, opened the incubator, and said that the boss gave the yellow croaker.

Their city was surrounded by mountains, and there was no seafood. His mother had never seen yellow croakers, and she didn't know that these fish were not cheap.

He saw that the four fish were big, and he just thought that the boss was a kind person who was enthusiastic and wanted to make a good impression, so she thought it was necessary to return the courtesy.So I stopped shopping for vegetables, and called my relatives in the village to ask for fresh zongzi leaves and scallops for making zongzi.

His mother likes to eat zongzi, and the custom here is not only to eat zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival, but also to make zongzi during festivals.His mother made zongzi no matter what festival she was free.Now that I'm retired, I don't have anything to do. If I want to give a gift, I like to give a bag of rice dumplings.

His mother acted in a hurry, regardless of whether others needed it or not, she automatically ignored the rejection of others, and only grasped her own ideas to give enthusiastically.

At this moment, Meng Yixing followed his mother and said, don't bother, he doesn't need these anymore, and I will return the gift.

His mother went in with the incubator, without turning her head and saying, "When are you going back?"

Meng Yixing said that he would go back after lunch on Sunday.

"Then I'll make them tomorrow. The rice dumplings I made are delicious. Besides, I'll bring you some after I make them. Your younger siblings and I will eat too. No trouble."

She added: "I'm going to squeeze peanut oil tomorrow, you take a jar, and bring another jar to the leader."

Meng Yixing was stunned, and brought peanut oil to Nan Yizui. He didn't cook much, and finally the peanut oil took him to the kitchen again.He was about to say no.

Her mother called again and said she wanted more peanuts.

After finishing speaking, he said to him again: "The peanut oil we squeezed in the oil factory is very fragrant. My classmates and your aunt asked me to squeeze the peanut oil every time I came back. I carefully picked out the bad ones and squeezed them out. It is different from the mixed and bad ones on the market, the moldy peanut oil can cause cancer..." His mother began to talk about the large red and yellow articles she read on the WeChat official account.

Meng Yixing sighed and said nothing more.

His mother is willing, but it's useless to refuse. If she refuses forcefully, if she agrees, she will be unhappy.

Although his original intention was not to trouble his mother too much.But for a mother who can't help but feel that labor is the most glorious, she is happy to be able to work for her family and her son.He didn't have much time to come back, so he still listened to his mother and let her be happy.

At noon, his mother had never cooked this kind of fish, so he rolled up his sleeves and went in to steam a yellow croaker and braise another yellow croaker. His mother murmured to him when she saw it, how could there be so many fish at a time? Drive him out and tell him to watch TV in the living room.In the kitchen, I fried a plate of bitter gourd and lean meat, as well as macaroni with fermented bean curd. After cooking, the soup was ready.

His mother served a bowl of soup for him to drink first. At this time, his stepfather came back with his two children who were studying in middle school.

The younger siblings were very happy to see him.

The two threw their schoolbags on the sofa and rushed to him to call brother.

Meng Yixing smiled and picked up his mobile phone and sent a red envelope to their WeChat: "I didn't bring a gift, so please accept the red envelope."

They are 13 years old, and he doesn't know what kids like nowadays, and it's not suitable to buy toys.

So simply give them money to buy what they like.

The eyes of the younger siblings lit up, thanked the elder brother, and hurried to the sofa to take out their mobile phones, and they were happier seeing the red envelopes they received.Usually change presumably is limited.

His mother saw it, glanced at it and shouted: "Don't give them too much money, lest they buy messy things again."

Meng Yixing said: "It's okay, it's okay to let them buy clothes or shoes for a change."

His mother didn't talk and was busy, so she said, don't surround your elder brother and go wash your hands and eat.

The younger siblings bounced and put down their phones.

After eating, Meng Yixing wanted to help wash the dishes. His mother didn't seem to like machines like dishwashers, so she insisted on washing them by hand and wouldn't let him in.

After his mother finished working, three or ten minutes later, the child went to school, and the stepfather also went to work, so his mother took him to chat.

The topics of the chat are nothing more than life, rest and diet, health, work, and private life.

He usually listens and responds.

Just talking about private life and finding a partner, his mother told him again about the so-and-so's daughter and wanted him to meet her.Tomorrow Saturday, we can make an appointment to have a meal together.

He also said that it would be good to just meet a friend.

Meng Yixing sighed, and still made a fool of himself to come back for vacation, and he wanted to be clean for a few days and refused.

His mother sighed too.After so many years, he has been urging him when he comes back, and he also urges him on WeChat from time to time when he is working outside. His son either said that he didn't think so quickly, or that he was busy with work and was not in the mood to talk to his girlfriend. Now he wants to be quiet.

Although Meng Yixing doesn't like this topic very much, his parents have taken turns talking about it countless times over the years, but fortunately his mother is not as forceful as before.

Maybe it's because he has a new family, and there are more people who need to be around, and he doesn't have as much confidence as before, or it may be because he is older and capable, and it is difficult to discipline him.

His mother has been able to ask and persuade over the years, and gradually she has nagging a few words, and she is not reluctant.

Meng Yixing was relieved.

After the chat, his mother asked him to take a nap in his brother's room.

He thought that his younger brother was 13 years old and had his own space, so he should not go in rashly.

He said to go see Dad.

His mother didn't say anything, just said: "Give it all to us and he will blame me, so bring him your fish too."

Meng Yixing nodded.

There were two left in the incubator. He took one, and there was no fish soup left at noon.The yellow croaker is chewy and delicious. The mother's family seems to like it very much. He left one for them for dinner.

There are only two of him and his dad, one night is enough.

Before leaving, he gave his mother a big red envelope.His mother likes cash, and always feels that virtual currency payments are not safe.He went to the bank to prepare cash

Her mother took the red envelope, which was very thick to the touch.

"It's too much, and it was only given in the first few months."

Meng Yixing said with a smile while holding the fish: "It should be. I changed my job and my salary is higher than before. I don't have much to eat except for the car loan and the house loan."

"I need to save money, and I need to marry a wife in the future." His mother opened it and wanted to take some out

Meng Yixing thought how could he have a wife, and Nan Yizui didn't need his money to marry him.He froze for a moment, why did he mention him.

Seeing that his mother really wanted to take some out, he hurriedly said, "Mom, if you can't spend it all, save it for me."

Hearing what he said, his mother showed her neat teeth and smiled.

"Okay, I'll save it for you! Come over for dinner tomorrow, Saturday."

Meng Yixing nodded.

He drove to his dad's place with the incubator.

His dad gave him the key, and he figured he might still be at work, so he opened the door himself.

He just came in and looked at a woman who came out.

Seeing him holding the key, the woman suddenly realized: "Is it Lao Meng's son, what's your name?"

Meng Yixing looked at her wearing slippers and casual pajamas, she didn't look like she was a guest.

Hearing the tone of her calling her father again, there was a vague sense of intimacy.

He also realized the relationship between this man and his father.

He said his name with some embarrassment.The aunt who was in the same grade as his mother enthusiastically called him in and asked him what he wanted to drink.

Meng Yixing replied in embarrassment, and walked in to see that it was indeed different.With this aunt, there are traces of another person's life in the house, and she has been living there for a while.

He handed the yellow croaker he brought to his aunt, said he wanted to take a nap, and went back to his room.

After closing the door, he let out a slow breath.

His father seemed to be alone all these years, and he vaguely heard that he had recovered several times, but he had never brought him home. To be precise, he hadn't brought him home in front of him.

He opened the message, remembered, and told his dad that he was back.

His dad came back after 10 minutes and said he would go back early at night.

Now his parents have been separated for many years, and he won't say anything if his father finds another one.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable.

In the afternoon, he took a shower, fell asleep and got up to play with his mobile phone.

His father came back.

The aunt was cooking, and he and his dad were sitting in the living room drinking tea.

It's just that both of their faces are a little uncomfortable.

His dad asked about his work, and ended up talking about his singleness without exception.

Fortunately, his father was even more short of breath when facing him.

It's fine if he doesn't want to ask this question.

His father talked about the aunt who was cooking inside, and introduced where the aunt came from. She had a son and a daughter, both married in other cities, and their family was settled outside.

Originally, she helped take care of the son born to her son at home, but the grandson has reached the age of school, so she brought her back to study with her parents.The child born by the daughter is taken care of by her in-laws, and there is no need to use him.

His father also said that her daughter came back here to see her aunt, and lived in the room where he slept before.

Meng Yixing didn't say anything.

Fortunately, he didn't keep any personal items in that room before.

Although they had already lived together, they did not receive a certificate.

His dad meant that he was already at this age, and he was not bad for that piece of paper.

Then the aunt called them out for dinner.

After the buffer, eating is not so embarrassing.

After eating, Meng Yixing stood up and wanted to help clean up the dishes, but the aunt refused to let them chat.

Meng Yixing gave up and went back to sit and chat with his father.

When returning to his room, Meng Yixing gave the same thick red envelope to his father.

His father was stunned for a moment, accepted it, and smiled: "It's getting more and more promising."

Meng Yixing smiled and said nothing.

In the evening, he received a message from Nan Yizui.

I actually received his message a long time ago and asked if he had arrived.

When he arrived, he would return to him, and at night he would come back and ask him what he was doing.

Meng Yixing replied with a word to draw a picture, and then put down the phone.

Now that there is an extra aunt, it is not easy for him to hang out too much, and he doesn't have many friends to go out to meet in his hometown, so he dug out the drawing book from the suitcase.

When he finished drawing, he looked at his phone.

Nan Yizui replied to him, saying that he wanted to take a look.

Meng Yixing didn't hide it either. Now that his paintings are getting better and better, he won't be embarrassed to let others see them.

He casually took pictures for Nan Yizui to see.It is a sketch.

It didn't take long for Nan Yizui to text him back.

He said, "Is this auntie?"

Meng Yixing said yes.

When he returned home, he looked at the back of her mother who was busy working. He had seen the figure for many years, and he drew it because he felt touched.

Nan Yizui said: "Auntie will be very happy when she sees it."

Meng Yixing was stunned for a moment, he actually just drew it out of his heart, and he didn't think of giving it to his mother.

When Nan Yizui said this, his heart suddenly moved.

These years, he and his mother actually had some relationship.

He looked at the familiar figure in the painting, was silent for a while, and decided to give it to his mother tomorrow.

The next day, her mother invited him out for morning tea.

It can be heard from the voice that the mother who didn't like to go out to eat could not bear the child's request and her husband's indulgence, so she also asked him if he wanted to go.

Meng Yixing said, let's go, I'll treat you.

After drinking morning tea, it was past eleven o'clock, and lunch was saved.

He went to her mother's place.

And handed the painting rolled up with a tape to his mother from the car.

His mother looked at the rolled paper, but she didn't know it was inside. She opened it, and when her son said it, her face was obviously surprised: "Okay, it looks good! You can draw, ah, you are good at drawing, old Chen. Chen, come over and have a look, Yixing painted me. How natural, there is more than one picture. There are three pictures!"

The younger brothers and sisters saw it and ran over to see it too.

Meng Yixing was a little embarrassed.

The younger sister took his hand: "Brother, draw me a picture too, I will make a QQ profile picture!"

The younger brother also said: "Brother, I want one too!"

Meng Yixing nodded, trying to flip through his drawing book, but suddenly remembered that he didn't bring it.

Hearing what he said, my sister rushed into the room, found a picture book with a few pages open, and handed it to Meng Yixing with a pencil.

Meng Yixing asked her what she wanted, and the younger sister took out her mobile phone and handed a photo to Meng Yixing.He also said: "Brother, can you draw a Q version?"

Meng Yixing had also been in contact with Two-dimensional before, so he said: "Isn't it a cuter anime image?"

My sister nodded.

Meng Yixing hadn't tried it, so he said try it.

Grab personal characteristics and draw cute points.After drawing two or three versions, my sister refused to let him draw. She took the drawing paper and ran back to her room happily.From the unclosed room came the joy of the younger sister sharing with the friends in her hands, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time.

The younger brother didn't take photos much, put his hands in his pockets, and made a gesture: "Brother, that's it, be cool!"

Meng Yixing held back his laughter.

Children think it's cool, but it's cute in front of adults.

So the whole afternoon, he was painting.

Those who drew the younger sister drew younger brothers, and finally drew a picture of their family of four.

The younger sister looked at the painting, wowed, and suddenly said: "There is still a brother missing, there is a space here, you can draw one of you."

Meng Yixing was taken aback for a moment.

The younger brother wiped his phone card and took a photo of him: "Brother, you can't see yourself, so I took a photo of you."

The younger sister leaned over to take a look: "Chen Mingzhi, what are you taking pictures of? Why is my brother's beauty so discounted in your hands? It's still blurry!"

The younger brother raised his eyebrows unwillingly: "Chen Mingzhen, brother's appearance doesn't need your beauty camera to turn it white, okay?"

The younger sister yelled at him: "What's wrong with the beauty camera, besides, I can't get your effect with the front camera!"

The mother who was wrapping the zongzi held the zongzi in her hand and tied it skillfully, and walked over: "What are you arguing about every day? Your brother rarely comes back to watch you quarrel."

The younger sister took her mother's arm and showed her the painting.

My mother's eyes lit up when she saw it: "This one can be drawn too, it looks good! Plus, add your brother, if you can't take pictures well, I will take pictures."

After finishing speaking, I have to wash my hands and take my mobile phone.

My sister quickly stopped her.Said bluntly: "Don't, Mom, my brother's camera technology is in the same line as yours, and your phone's resolution is not high, and it's even more blurry. Let me do it!"

Mom didn't admit defeat: "Nonsense, my photos are obviously beautiful. Look at the photos I took of you."

The younger sister groaned: "I have another black photo!"

The smell of squeezed peanut oil in the corner of the living room filled the room, and the dining table against the wall was filled with pots and pans of things, including wrapped zongzi, leftover soaked mung beans, glutinous rice, and five-spice powder. Stir-fried pork, freshly washed zongzi leaves and green scallops for tying the zongzi.

And his mother and two younger brothers and sisters are taking better pictures for him. When they draw a family portrait inside, they are arguing over who has the best photography skills.

Meng Yixing felt a warm current rushing into his heart, suddenly filling up a certain missing place.

He lowered his head, blinked his eyes, and solemnly drew himself next to her mother in the drawing book.

That painting was later protected by a photo frame purchased by my sister online and hung in the living room.

When he went back this time, he brought two bags of zongzi with ten in each.

There are also two cans of the same twenty catties of peanut oil.

There is also a bag of specialty snacks.Packed separately in two large boxes.

On his father's side, he cooperated with others to plant an orchard and bought him a large box of fruit.

There are loquat, mango, guava.

On the day he went back, his mother also made a duck in soy sauce, which was a big duck weighing nine catties. It was very fragrant and asked him to take it home to eat.

Meng Yixing returned with a full load.

During the two and a half days he was at home, Nan Yizui did not miss sending messages.

He drove downstairs now and texted him back.

He moved things outside, and when the elevator reached his floor, he saw Nan Yizui standing at his door.

Nan Yizui laughed when he saw that he hadn't said anything.

Meng Yixing was startled, and his smile became brighter in his originally bright mood.

Maybe it's because he left his parents and returned to his home alone, and it feels good to have someone waiting.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the box, and quickly carried it out.

Nan Yizui came over to help press the elevator, looked at the boxes of things in the elevator, and joked, "Are you...you came back from shopping?"

Meng Yixing pushed a box to the elevator entrance and let the elevator stop for a while.

Then he pushed another box out and said to Nan Yizui, "This is my mother's gift for you."

Nan Yi let out a drunken voice: "So much, it's costing my aunt. I'll give you a gift, and you give me the address." He also helped move a box of things out as he spoke.

Meng Yixing pushed another box and added two bags.

He straightened up and said quickly: "No, don't return the gift, my mother will return the gift later."

Nan Yizui smiled and moved out a box of things that was stuck in the elevator.

Nan Yizui was pleasantly surprised to see the zongzi made by his mother. The zongzi he saw were not so big, they were all wrapped in square and flat leaves, and they were tied with a water plant or some kind of rope.Not as particular as his mother's bag, the bag is so angular, three-dimensional, and pretty.

As expected, Nan Yizui took the jar of peanut oil to his kitchen.

Meng Yixing divided a box of fruit in half and asked him to take it with him.

He warmed up two rice dumplings and let Nan Yizui taste them.

The rest of the zongzi can only be eaten for breakfast, anyway, he wants to eat it, so he might as well make it together in the morning, so that Nan Yizui can come down and get it if he wants to eat breakfast.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Nan Yizui and smiled at him, inexplicably wanting to take back the words that asked him to come down for breakfast.

Because there was a duck, he let Nan Yi get drunk to have dinner together at night, back and forth.

I'm used to going to work now, and the new company is busy, but Meng Yixing should put it away, don't work too hard and lose your hair, lest Nan Yizui wander into his office again to chatter.

The company has also brought in a few newcomers recently, including a handsome young man who just graduated, and Meng Yixing can smell his perfume when he meets him occasionally.

Fortunately, it's not a sweet and fruity fragrance. If his stomach feels uncomfortable and smells it, he will feel like vomiting. Fortunately, this perfume smells good on him, otherwise Meng Yixing would go around him.

Originally, that was his impression of the intern.Did not expect to hear his gossip.

One day he went to the tea room to refill his coffee, and heard two colleagues sitting in the break gossip about the intern.

At this point the intern went outside.

"The new intern wants to have a relationship with Mr. Nan. Tsk, I saw him follow Mr. Nan to the parking lot after get off work."

"Hey, does Mr. Nan like men? Let's go and cling to him."

"Who knows, Mr. Nan and anyone else feel that they are at a disadvantage."

"Hahaha."