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Xu Jiangtong returned the mobile phone to Dean Ji: "I will write this down, and I will chat with him slowly when I have a chance."

"Don't mention it during the Chinese New Year, let him have fun for a few days."

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Xu Jiangtong asked for a photo from the dean, and planned to study it for a few days first, and then talk about it when he has an idea.

Children's laughter could be heard outside the house from time to time. Xu Jiangtong tied his scarf and walked out the door.

There is a series of footprints of different sizes on the snow.Tao Xihong protected Yunyun behind him, holding a snowball in one hand, having a great time playing.Ji Xiyun tugged at the hem of his clothes and cheered on him.

Seeing Xu Jiangtong walking outside, Tao Xihong took advantage of his unpreparedness and quickly threw a snowball.Xu Jiangtong didn't have time to dodge, so he slapped the ball back with a passing posture.

Suddenly, a cold touch hit.He put away his hands, took a few breaths, and complained dissatisfiedly: "You bullied me."

"How dare I?" Seeing this, Tao Xihong dragged his younger sister over, and brushed the snow off Xu Jiangtong's head with his hand.

Xu Jiangtong shrunk his neck unconsciously, buried his chin in the scarf, saw Tao Xihong's white and red hands, took out a pair of gloves and handed them over: "Your hands are red from the cold."

"Hey," Tao Xihong took the gloves and rubbed the fur on them, "It's not cold, thank you wife."

He said the last word so quickly that Xu Jiangtong didn't hear it clearly, and hesitated to take it back.

"It's getting late." He reminded, "Didn't you say that we are going to have a New Year's Eve dinner? Haven't bought any food yet."

"I know." Tao Xihong led Ji Xiyun into the room, and whispered a few words, "I'll take your painting back to Teacher Xiaojiang to see after the Chinese New Year."

Ji Xiyun finally caught the clue, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Tao, do you often go to the teacher's house? You don't know...is that the relationship?"

"That's right," Tao Xihong glanced at Xu Jiangtong proudly, "As the saying goes, 'Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle'."

Xu Jiangtong met Tao Xihong's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with the dean: "The relationship between them is really good."

Ji Xiangdi said: "Yes, just like brothers and sisters, encourage and take care of each other."

"Teacher Xiao Jiang, I've been waiting for a long time." After chatting with Ji Xiyun, Tao Xihong naturally put his arms around Xu Jiangtong's shoulders.Xu Jiangtong nodded to bid farewell to the dean, and walked out of the orphanage with him.

Out of everyone's sight, Tao Xihong became more active. After rubbing his hands together to make sure he wasn't cold, he quietly stuffed it into his pocket.

"You..." Xu Jiangtong turned his head belatedly.

Tao Xihong invaded the space of his fingers little by little, clasped the cold hand into his palm, and stroked the knuckles of his ring finger.

The two bought a lot of things in the vegetable market on the first floor of the supermarket.It was the first time for Tao Xihong to cook formally, and he wished to put all the dishes on the table.In contrast, Xu Jiangtong, who didn't touch Yang Chunshui with his ten fingers, seemed a little at a loss.

"Do you need my help?" He lingered at the kitchen door.

Tao Xihong was washing vegetables. After a while, he turned off the tap and asked, "What do you cook?"

"I can make pasta and potato tarts." Xu Jiangtong seemed to be very proud of his tone, "Especially baked potato chips, which are better than KFC's French fries."

This flaunting tone is like a primary school student who has scored [-] points in the test, or interviewing a random person, and he said that his specialty is tomato and egg soup.

Tao Xihong coughed a few times, but still couldn't help laughing out: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, it's not a shame to know how to cook. After all, your hands are more suitable for art."

After finishing speaking, he picked out a washed carrot from the vegetable basket, and brushed his broken hair behind his ear: "Then before the banquet begins, I don't know if my dear artist is willing to show me a carrot Where are the flowers?"

"Of course." Xu Jiangtong touched his hot earlobe, took the carrot shyly, went back to the studio to get a box of new tools, cut the carrot into pieces, sat at the dining table and carved flowers with great interest.

Tao Xihong took the fish out of the water, knocked it unconscious with the back of a knife, scraped off the scales quickly, and took out the internal organs.Occasionally, I would sneak a glance back at Xu Jiangtong, watch him carve carrots carefully, and listen to him hum an unknown tune.

As the fish is put into the pot and the vegetables are fried, the tempting aroma begins to waft.Tao Xihong brought out several pots of stir-fried vegetables, and Xu Jiangtong put the carved flowers on the edge of the pots.

"It's so delicate." Tao Xihong picked up the flower he had just carved, and looked at it carefully for a while.When he lowered his head to carve petals, he admired the profile from a distance.

"It's just right for you to cook." Xu Jiangtong didn't stop working, and asked, "Where did you learn it?"

"I lived in a host family for a while when I was a child, and a single grandmother who just retired was entrusted by the orphanage to take care of us." Tao Xihong walked back to the kitchen, separated by a glass door, and said in a muffled voice, "She was very good to us. Meals, and bought me extra-curricular books to teach me the principles of life."

"I haven't heard you mention her before." Xu Jiangtong answered smoothly.

The fish soup in the pot was gradually foaming. Tao Xihong lightly clasped the handle of the spoon, as if waiting for something: "She is sick now, with Alzheimer's disease. I can't take care of her. I can only ask for a nurse and send her to the hospital. live."

"Ah?" Xu Jiangtong opened his mouth in a daze, "Sorry."

"It's okay," Tao Xihong said calmly, "Grandma suffered a lot when she was young, maybe it's a good thing for her to forget."

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly froze.Xu Jiangtong put the carving knife on the table, walked to the door of the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator: "Today is Chinese New Year, how about some wine?"

Tao Xihong leaned over and frowned when he saw the foreign wine in the refrigerator: "So much? Do you like drinking it?"

"I used to like it, but now I quit." Xu Jiangtong skillfully took out a bottle of Aperol, which was as bright as a bright orange, thinking of enlivening the atmosphere, "Little friend, alcohol is very common in the world of adults, so don't make a fuss."

kid?When Tao Xihong heard this provocative address, he raised his eyebrows indistinctly.

Aperol is a medicinal wine for appetizers before meals. It has a low alcohol content and a bitter taste. Xu Jiangtong used to drink it very much.

He served some in a wine glass, and the herbal smell slowly diffused from the mouth of the bottle, and the bitter taste made people's throat tight.

Xu Jiangtong opened another bottle of soda, mixed the cocktail according to the proportion, poured the rest of the drink into a glass, and handed it to Tao Xihong: "Kids, just drink this."

Tao Xihong took the glass, took a sip noncommittally, and went back to the kitchen to cook fish soup.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Xu Jiangtong cut an orange and continued to make his cocktail.

When the bright orange wine is diluted, it becomes a transparent orange.Xu Jiangtong swung the wine glass, took a sip with satisfaction, and waited quietly for dinner.

After endless calls, Tao Xihong finally brought the steaming fish soup to the table.There is a thin layer of oil stains and a few slices of green onion floating on the golden soup, which seems to be salty.

Tao Xihong unbuttoned his apron, proudly took out his mobile phone to take pictures: "It's all made according to your taste."

Xu Jiang shared the bowls and chopsticks with the bar, and took a few photos from different angles as souvenirs, and then tasted the fish soup.

Sure enough, it is not salty, and you can even taste the sweet and sour taste of fruit after careful aftertaste.

"Is this... pineapple juice?"

"Yes," Tao Xihong put a piece of fish in his bowl, "I also made Coca-Cola chicken wings, you should eat more."

Xu Jiangtong picked up the chopsticks, skillfully picked out the bones inside, and ate slowly.

"So you know how to use chopsticks." Tao Xihong looked at him curiously.

"My mother taught me when I was a child." Xu Jiangtong raised his wine glass after swallowing the fish, "Little Tao, I haven't celebrated the festival with my family for a long time, thank you."

"Thank you so much between us." Tao Xihong took a sip of soda water, "But to be honest, I'm really happy today."

"Although my birth was terrible, fortunately, I can always meet people who help me. But among so many people, you are the most special."

"Maybe it's because our ages are not much different." Xu Jiangtong drank half a glass of wine to dilute the sweetness in his mouth.

No, because Teacher Xiao Jiang is really too perfect.Just like the sky that illuminates the person at the bottom of the well, it may not be as bright as the sun, but it is full of unknown undercurrents, but it always unswervingly illuminates the way, waits, and blesses him.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xu Jiangtong mixed another glass of wine and played with it slowly: "Italians like to appetize with bitter wine. Every time I drink Aperol, I always feel that the cake will become sweeter. Maybe this is the same principle in life."

The orange liquid cast mottled shadows on the back of his white hands.The dining table is shrouded in light, and the surrounding space is like a regular cube of ice, soaked in a golden cocktail and slowly melting.

Tao Xihong's mouth began to thirst.

"Teacher Xiao Jiang." He called out softly, and when Xu Jiangtong put down his wine glass and was defenseless, he leaned forward and hooked his face.

Then there was a deep kiss, and before Xu Jiangtong could react, his wine-stained lips were pried open.

"Your little friend wants to drink grown-up wine too."

Under the dual effects of bitter wine and honey, Xu Jiangtong's consciousness was a little confused.He narrowed his eyes and shook his head vaguely: "No, the kid doesn't know how to drink, what should I do if I make myself soft?"

"So that's what you're worried about?" Facing his direct provocation, Tao Xihong dropped the last bit of reason, picked up his wine glass and drank it down, deliberately spraying him with the smell of alcohol on his face, "Mr. Keeping the teacher's morality."

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An hour later, there was only Xu Jiangtong's soft sobbing in the room.

Tao Xihong sat by the bed, caressing the smooth skin of the little beauty's back proudly: "Little friend, huh?"

"Little friend..." Xu Jiangtong rubbed the corners of his red eyes and called him in a hoarse voice.

This time Tao Xihong didn't refute anymore, he lowered his head and kissed his earlobe: "Then wish my big friend a happy new year."

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I finally got stuck orz will start looking for parents right away~ I hope everyone will cherish Teacher Xiao Jiang who is still alive and kicking (hee hee