Struggle for harmony after dressing as female match A

In the original world, Ai Yu was born in the north, and the thing he has seen most since he was a child is snow.If any child provokes her, she just needs to say: "You wait this winter!" That child immediately burst into tears.

So when Jing Nianxun threw a snowball towards her, Ai Xiaoyu didn't even think about it. The small snowball had no lethality at all, and she could split it with one hand.

But...but can you throw snowballs with your hands?Which snowball fight will ride on someone else's body!

Totally foul, okay? !

After Ai Xiaoyu escaped several snowball attacks, Jing Nianxun chose close-range damage and soul attack, threw her into the snow and stuffed the snow on her body.

It stands to reason that Ai Xiaoyu, as an alpha who has been differentiated for more than a year, must be better than an undifferentiated slut, but that is the heroine, and Ai Xiaoyu is afraid that she will be frozen and that she will catch the cold, so maybe she has not yet differentiated. The body is still weak, and my 26-year-old soul can't bully the weak.

...well she just couldn't do it.

So in the end, half of Ai Xiaoyu was buried in the snow, exposing two pairs of eyes and nose to breathe, and one hand protruding from the snow to hold the white flag.

Jing Nianxun stood up from the ground, slapped off the snow on his body, and said, "Let you sneak attack me!"

Ai Xiaoyu said helplessly: "Don't dare, don't dare, pull me up quickly."

The snow was so fierce that it lasted for a whole day and night. The yard behind the small villa was already a vast expanse of whiteness, and there were still a few dead trees that could not be seen because of the snow.

It took several hours for Jing Nianxun to finish the picture of the snow scene. When she was painting, she was sitting on a small bench, while Ai Xiaoyu was lying in the snow thinking about life.

Two days later, Ai Guohua and Ding Chengying came back, and at the same time they brought back a cart full of New Year's goods, saying they were gifts from others.

The nanny went home, Ai Guohua was busy giving gifts to others after receiving the gifts, and went out again, only Ding Chengying, Ai Xiaoyu and Jing Nianxun were left at home.

They were nestling on the sofa watching TV when they suddenly heard a loud noise from the kitchen.

Ai Xiaoyu quickly ran to the kitchen and saw broken plates and some minced meat on the floor, as well as Ding Chengying who was panicking beside him.

Ai Xiaoyu took a broom to clean up the broken dishes, and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Make, make dumplings." Ding Chengying pointed to a pile of gnocchi stacked on the table.

"dumpling?"

Ai Xiaoyu looked at the pile of pimples, each of which was uneven in size, with uneven surfaces, and no semicircular shape at all, and even some fillings were exposed.

The corner of Ai Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, the auntie who dared to leave, the Ai family can only eat this kind of food every year?

Ding Chengying explained shyly: "Auntie wrapped it up and delivered it to us before. I want to try it myself this year..."

Ai Xiaoyu pushed her aside: "Mom, why don't you rest first, I'll come."

Ding Chengying asked suspiciously, "Can you make dumplings?"

nonsense!Ai Xiaoyu thought to herself, she has been able to wrap since she was five years old!

"I learned it in school."

Ding Chengying was still wondering: "Your school still teaches this. It has a wide range of businesses, and it's not bad."

Jing Nianxun also heard the voice coming to the kitchen, saw the stuffing and dumpling wrappers on the table, and said, "Making dumplings? Can I help?"

So the two started making dumplings together, and Ding Chengying looked more and more surprised that the two juniors made dumplings better than her.

Jing Nianxun used the traditional way of making dumplings, and made small fat and round dumplings, which are very cute when lying together; Ai Xiaoyu wanted to show off her craftsmanship. The half-moon-shaped, wheat-ear-shaped, and hat-shaped dumplings are all suitable. Packed a little, each neatly arranged and put away.

In the end, a steel coin was secretly stuffed into one of them, and then the dumpling wrapper was pinched, so it was impossible to tell which one it was.

On the day of the Spring Festival, the dumplings were put into the pot, and Ding Chengying was busy cooking in other places. This meal may be more than the usual one month.But her level was limited, so Ai Xiaoyu had to stand by and remind her not to forget to put oil and vinegar.

In the original world, Ai Xiaoyu has been cooking by herself after graduating from university, and she can play tricks with meals even in her own life, so her level is not bad, at least she can guide Ding Chengying, who has ten fingers not in the sun.

The table was full of dishes, and Ai Guohua also came back from the outside. Seeing a table of hot dishes and soup, he asked in surprise, "Yingzi? When did you cook so many dishes?"

After serving the last dish, Ding Chengying wiped his hands and said, "It's not me, it's Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu has cooked a lot! She said that she signed up for a cooking class at school and can make dumplings."

Jing Nianxun at the side: "...?"

When does our school have cooking classes?

Anyway, it's good to make it out, at least this year the Ai family won't have to eat burnt vegetables and shriveled dumplings, and don't have to eat the worst meal of the year on New Year's Eve.

Ai Guohua was very happy about this, especially when he found a steel coin in the dumpling when he was eating it.

"You put this, little fish?" Ai Guohua repeatedly looked at the steel coin that symbolized blessing, showing rare joy and excitement.

Ai Xiaoyu knew that career and money were very important to this father, and being able to eat lucky dumplings represented a successful career in the coming year, which made him happier than anything else.

Soon, Ding Chengying got the second one, and Ai Xiaoyu got the third one.

The whole family looked at the dumpling in Jing Nianxun's bowl, it was a half-moon shaped dumpling, the small crescent was filled with bulging fillings, it was impossible to see what was inside from the dumpling skin.

"Eat quickly and see if there is any."

Ai Xiaoyu looked at Jing Nianxun expectantly, she knew there must be some, because she made the dumplings and knew what they looked like.

Jing Nianxun carefully picked up the dumpling and bit into it.

Something hard touched her teeth, and she put down the half-bitten dumpling, and sure enough, she saw a small steel coin stuck in the stuffing.

"Have!"

Jing Nianxun shouted happily, picked out the steel coin and put it on the plate, but soon saw a shiny thing inside the dumpling stuffing.

"Huh?" She turned the dumpling over, and another steel coin fell out of it.

"Congratulations, Xiaoxun." Ding Chengying touched Jing Nianxun's juice cup with tea instead of wine, "I wish Xiaoxun can get into the ideal university."

Ai Guohua also said: "Since you have chosen to go to the Academy of Fine Arts, you must learn to draw hard and become a respected artist like your parents."

Finally, Ai Xiaoyu's blessing.

Ai Xiaoyu scratched her head, what should she say?Universities, ideals, these have all been said.

She held Jing Nianxun's hand and said softly: "I actually don't know what to say... Then I wish you happiness every day, happiness and happiness."

I wish you happiness forever, Xiao Xun.

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After dinner, Ai Guohua and Ding Chengying were sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Ai Xiaoyu saw the message while playing on her mobile phone:

"At 09:30 tonight, the Jiangbian Bridge will have a New Year's Eve fireworks show! Jiangbian Bridge, see you soon!"

Ai Xiaoyu immediately jumped up from the sofa and pulled Jing Nianxun up, "Let's go to watch the fireworks!"

They left home at 07:30. The road was blocked for more than an hour, and they arrived at the Jiangbian Bridge at almost [-]:[-].

By this time it was already dark and crowded with people, everyone was wearing heavy winter cotton clothes, and their movements were slow and clumsy.

Young lovers run on the bridge holding hands, and young college students are taking pictures in groups.

They shuttled through the crowd, and finally squeezed to the bridge, watching the vast river and the rising mist on the water.

The surface of the river was still very cold at night, Ai Xiaoyu covered her mouth with her hands and breathed, and rubbed hard to warm up a little.

Jing Nianxun's hand became even colder, like an ice cube exuding air-conditioning, Ai Xiaoyu squeezed her hand and it was frozen back.

"It's too cold tonight! You should wear gloves before you come out!"

Ai Xiaoyu yelled into Jing Nianxun's ear, the crowd is too noisy now, it is impossible to hear without yelling.

Ai Xiaoyu touched Jing Nianxun's pocket again, the pocket was as cold as her hands, it would only get colder and colder if it was placed inside.

"Put your hands in my pockets!"

"What did you say?"

There were a bunch of young couples chatting nearby, shouting super loudly, Jing Nianxun didn't hear her words.

Ai Xiaoyu didn't say anything at all, and directly took Zhu Jing Nianxun's hand and stuffed it into her pocket.

Her pocket had a warm body temperature, and the inside of the furry pocket was very warm, and Jing Nianxun's hands were quickly covered with heat.

"There is another pocket, do you want to put the other hand in too!"

Ai Xiaoyu pointed to the other pocket, although Jing Nianxun couldn't hear her words, but understood the meaning and shook his head.If both hands are holding, this is too much!

It's even more extreme than the young couple who are showing affection next to them.

At 09:30, the fireworks rose on time, clusters of sparks flew to the distant sky, blooming in the sky, the dark night was embellished brightly and dazzlingly, and connected into a colorful galaxy pouring down from the sky.

They stared intently at the clusters of flowers blooming in the distance, and the noise of people around them seemed to be quiet, leaving only endless fireworks, which seemed to never burn out.

Ai Xiaoyu held Jing Nianxun's hand tightly, feeling the reality conveyed by her eyes and temperature. For a moment, she forgot that everything in front of her was just a book.

If it wasn't for the sudden sound of the system...

"Happy New Year, host."

It's a bit weird to have a machine voice wish you a happy new year, just like group blessings and text messages from insurance companies.

Ai Xiaoyu almost let go of Jing Nianxun's hand, Jing Nianxun asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's fine."

The system was silent for a while, and said, "Did I bother you?"

Ai Xiaoyu resisted the desire to beat it to death: "Speak quickly if you have something to say."

The system said: "I'm here to deliver a notice from my superiors, to tell you good news."

"In order to reward the hosts for their hard work for a year, at twelve o'clock tonight, the host can return to the original world in the state of a soul, and survive in the original world for a day."