Jiang Heng's star

At twelve o'clock, the heavy bell of the luxurious and retro clock rang in the wide hall.

The bell was heavy and muffled, Jiang Heng immediately covered Jiang Xingyu's ears, Jiang Xingyu is sensitive to sound, such a loud bell would inevitably wake him up.

After the bell stopped, Jiang Heng picked up Jiang Xingyu and walked upstairs. His previous room was on the third floor, but he didn't feel tired at all while holding Jiang Xingyu, walking steadily step by step.

No matter how carefully Jiang Heng put Jiang Xingyu to bed, Jiang Xingyu would inevitably wake up.

Jiang Heng was annoyed: "Brother woke up Xingyu?"

Jiang Xingyu shook his head, his voice sounded childish when he just woke up: "Well... has brother finished his New Year's Eve?"

Jiang Heng kissed Jiang Xingyu's half-closed eyes, and said warmly: "Well, Xingyu finished guarding with my brother, and my brother didn't bring you up until twelve o'clock."

Jiang Xingyu rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Xingyu won't be sleepy after waking up, he won't be able to sleep."

Jiang Heng was helpless, "How many cups of tea did Xingyu drink?"

Jiang Xingyu counted with his fingers and replied, "Five cups."

Jiang Heng raised his fingers and tapped Jiang Xingyu's forehead lightly, and said helplessly, "Did you forget what brother said? If you drink too much, Xingyu won't be able to sleep."

Jiang Xingyu pursed his lips, "Grandpa poured it, you have to finish it, don't waste it." It was the first time for Jiang Xingyu that he hadn't slept at this point, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Seeing that Jiang Xingyu's expression was wrong, Jiang Heng asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Xingyu? Tell brother what's wrong?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Jiang Xingyu felt a little irritable, and he wanted to yell again, "I should be sleeping at this time, but I can't sleep, I can't sleep..."

There was a sudden bang bang bang outside the window, startling Jiang Xingyu, "It's thundering brother, it's thundering! I'm afraid."

Jiang Heng quickly put his arms around him, and coaxed him repeatedly: "Xingyu is not afraid, brother is here, not afraid...not afraid..." He said it softly, but he kept cursing Mr. Jiang secretly in his heart.

"It's not Lei Xingyu, it's the people around who are setting off fireworks." Seeing that Jiang Xingyu's mood had stabilized, Jiang Heng got out of bed and closed the windows that were originally open for ventilation, so as to isolate the outside sound a lot.

The Jiang family's ancestral home is located in the suburbs. Many people will set off some fireworks to add to the fun during the Chinese New Year. These fireworks are monotonous in color and small in shape, but the sound is not low at all.In previous years, when Jiang Heng came back, these sounds could last until three or four in the middle of the night. He used to think that these sounds had a Chinese New Year atmosphere, but now he just wants to complain about disturbing the people.

"Is Xingyu better?" Jiang Heng leaned on the bed with his arms around Jiang Xingyu, and coaxed softly: "Brother, will you be with you? It doesn't matter if you can't sleep. We will sleep when we are sleepy."

Jiang Heng's room on the third floor has floor-to-ceiling windows with a wide view, and he can easily see the scenery outside the window.

Jiang Heng hugged Jiang Xingyu and turned around, "Brother will watch the fireworks with you."

"It's bright." Jiang Xingyu murmured, staring at the fireworks outside the window.

Jiang Heng: "In the future, my brother will take Xingyu to see bigger, brighter and more beautiful fireworks, okay?"

Jiang Xingyu tilted his head and asked, "Is there a bigger one?"

Jiang Heng replied: "Of course, as long as Xingyu wants to see it, even if there is no brother, he will change it."

"Change? Is it the same as when my brother changed into a swing?" Jiang Xingyu smiled softly, and the falling fireworks seemed to fall in his eyes, dotted with stars, very beautiful.

Jiang Heng was fascinated by Jiang Xingyu's smile, he looked at Jiang Xingyu firmly and said, "Yes, as long as it is what Xingyu wants, brother will give it to Xingyu no matter what."

Jiang Xingyu didn't reply, he didn't want anything, he turned his head and continued to look at the small fireworks outside the window.

Jiang Heng asked, "Does Xingyu like this place?"

Jiang Xingyu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "I like this place, but I like home more."

Jiang Heng chuckled, "Does Xingyu like grandparents?"

"Grandma likes it." Jiang Xingyu paused, thought for a while and said, "Grandpa is not good at smoking."

Jiang Heng continued to ask: "Don't you hate grandpa? Grandpa is still vicious to us, Xingyu."

"It's not bad," Jiang Xingyu replied, "Grandpa made tea for Xingyu."

Jiang Heng patted Jiang Xingyu's head, and said softly, "Brother understands, let's come back to spend more time with grandparents, okay?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded, "Okay."

The two chatted one after another while watching the fireworks, Jiang Heng was more talking, Jiang Xingyu listened, and they didn't know what time they chatted until they fell into a deep sleep.

The two of them got up late the next day without a doubt. Jiang Xingyu, whose timetable was completely disrupted for the first time, was restless and kept repeating words like getting up late and not being able to eat breakfast. He was visibly unhappy.Jiang Heng held him in his arms for a good meal, and Jiang Xingyu calmed down a little.

"Xingyu, good boy, let's go home after lunch. Let's go back to draw and play the harmonica. I want to see Brother Ping accompany you too." Jiang Heng led Jiang Xingyu downstairs and said.

The two elders of the Jiang family were sitting at the dining table waiting for Jiang Heng and the two of them. Seeing that they were late, Jiang Wenguang couldn't help but scold him: "Jiang Heng, haven't you been home for a long time and don't even understand the rules? It's fine to get up so late. Now, do you want the elders to wait for you to eat?"

Jiang Heng was already angry with Jiang Wenguang in his heart. Hearing what the other party said, he couldn't help but retorted: "Grandpa, it's not thanks to you. You poured Xingyu five cups of tea, which made him unable to sleep at night until very late. Just fell asleep."

"When the tea in the cup is gone, you should refill the cup. I poured a cup and he drank it up. If he doesn't want to drink, he doesn't have to drink it!" Jiang Wenguang said angrily, "Why do you still blame me?"

Jiang Heng only felt that the headache he hadn't had for a long time would be angered by this stubborn old man. He pinched the bridge of his nose, and explained calmly as much as possible: "Xingyu doesn't like to waste things, and there will be no leftovers if you can eat it in the bowl. The next sip of rice, so you pour a glass and he drinks it."

Jiang Wenguang was dumbfounded for a moment, "Then...then I won't pour so much for him next time, okay?"

Zhao Wenqin looked at Jiang Xingyu whose complexion was obviously worse than last night, and asked with concern: "Xiaoheng, is Xingyu okay, his complexion is so bad, so he won't say anything."

"Grandma, Xingyu doesn't talk much when eating." Jiang Wen patted Jiang Xingyu's head distressedly. "Xingyu is unhappy because he got up late. He used to get up on time at nine o'clock. After dinner, I Take him back, he is not used to the unfamiliar environment."

Zhao Wenqin wanted the two of them to stay for a few more days, but she also felt sorry for Jiang Xingyu, so she nodded in agreement.

Jiang Heng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will bring Xingyu back more often, Xingyu told me that he likes this place very much, and also likes grandma..."

Jiang Wenguang listened with his ears upright, but he didn't hear Jiang Xingyu saying that he liked him, so he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Jiang Heng paused, then continued: "Xingyu also said that if grandpa quit smoking, he would like grandpa very much."

Jiang Wenguang snorted coldly, "Do I need this kid to like him? Go back after dinner, don't stand in my way."

Although he knew that Jiang Wenguang might be speaking in anger, Jiang Heng also didn't like the way he treated Jiang Xingyu, "Don't worry, I will tell Xingyu that you don't like him very much, and you are not going to quit smoking. Yu likes you." After finishing speaking, he concentrated on picking up food for Jiang Xingyu, ignoring Jiang Wenguang who was blushing from the sidelines.

"Xiaoheng, don't you sit down for a while?" Zhao Wenqin asked after sending the two of them out.

Jiang Heng replied: "No, Xingyu wants to go home and see you next time."

"Okay then," Zhao Wenqin was a little reluctant, "Your grandfather is just being stubborn. I can tell that he actually likes Xingyu very much. You should bring him back more often to accompany us two old people."

"I know, it's cold, so don't send it away." After speaking, Jiang Heng led Jiang Xingyu to the parking place and got on the car.

Zhao Wenqin watched the two leave, and did not close the door until the car was out of sight before returning to the house.As soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Wenguang, who was supposed to be sitting in the lobby, come down from the upstairs, and said with a smile: "I didn't go out to see you off, so I was peeking at the upstairs window."

"What peeking, don't talk nonsense, I'll just walk around." After Jiang Wenguang finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa and made tea again.Only this time he unconsciously brewed two cups.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenqin smiled and went upstairs to rest without saying anything.