The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The time in the country is very leisurely and passes quickly.When you go out and meet acquaintances and have a few conversations, you can be happy all day, or you can go around and chat, and you can also feel happy.

Jiang Han has a sweet mouth and is very good at pleasing his elders. He walks around with Wen Yan, and almost everyone in the town knows Wen Yan.

Occasionally, when I go out alone, I can get a lot of things when I come back, all of which are gifts from my neighbors.

As the Chinese New Year draws closer, the alleys are filled with jubilation, and young people who have gone out to work have all returned, temporarily putting aside the troubles of work and enjoying a peaceful reunion year.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, the town is surrounded by cheerful firecrackers, and every household gets up early for the important ceremony of worshiping gods and Buddhas.

After Jiang Han finished his run, he helped Jiang Gao post couplets.

The weather is smooth and the weather is good.

Cathay Pacific Minan Family Carnival.

Horizontal batch: round and round.

The couplets were written by Jiang Han, very vulgar but very real.

The penmanship is magnificent.

Wen Yan is helping Zhou Yu prepare the things for worship, chicken, duck and fish are indispensable. It is a big project that Zhou Yu has done alone in previous years.

It's not that Jiang Gao doesn't help, it's just that Zhou Yu really dislikes his three-legged cooking skills.

Now that Wen Yan comes, two people who know how to cook always have a common topic, and they can communicate for half an hour on the recipe of a single dish.

After making more than a dozen dishes all morning, Zhou Yu brewed some sweet wine and washed the eggs.

After paying homage to the gods and Buddhas, we began to eat. Everyone didn't eat much, and they were full of all kinds of snacks.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yong called and Jiang Han answered the phone.

Jiang Yong's rhetoric is always the same old-fashioned statement. Jiang Han was tired of listening to it, and he answered the whole process. In the end, he really had nothing to say, so he changed the phone number.

In the evening, we worship our ancestors, and there are still very old traditions in the town, such as burning money paper and bowing and bowing.Jiang's family didn't like these things very much, so they burned some money papers and made a bow in front of the hall, which was regarded as a greeting to their ancestors.

Chinese New Year is always a good time to gather people to play cards. As soon as the busy work here is over, someone asks Jiang Gao to play cards and chess.

Zhou Yu didn't like these things, and only gave 300 yuan to take charge of the family's financial power.

Jiang Gao has a big addiction to poker, but his poker luck is really not good, he only plays three or five yuan each time.Occasionally hide some private money to play cards, but Zhou Yu can always catch him back.

The results of the square dance competition in January came out, and the army led by Zhou Yu won the first prize in the county, and a certificate was specially awarded, but Zhou Yu was so happy that he told everyone he met.

In the evening, although the wind was cold, the sun came out.

The warm sunset shrouded the town, and everyone's faces were filled with cheerful smiles.

The card players played cards, the dancers danced, only Jiang Han and Wen Yan were left in the yard, and the children next door were still very lively.

Jiang Han brought out all the bamboo deck chairs, and lay in the yard with Wen Yan to watch the sunset.

The dusk is heavy, the sky is full of scarlet sun, and the afterglow is pouring down. Everything looks like the years are quiet.

The wind blows the white Sophora japonica flower in, and with the lingering fragrance, it falls to the ground lightly.

Jiang Han peeled a grape for Wen Yan, and handed it over with his slender hand: "Yanyan, it's very sweet."

The boy's hands are well-boned, white and graceful, and under the setting sun, there is a sense of vigorous strength, vigor and vitality, just like Jiang Han himself.

"What are you thinking, so ecstatic?"

Wen Yan came back to his senses, blushed and lowered his eyes: "It's nothing..."

Jiang Han turned over and looked at Wen Yan with a smile: "Yanyan, you are blushing."

Wen Yan was caught by him and glanced away: "...it's a bit hot."

Jiang Han didn't let anyone off the hook, and whispered in Wen Yan's ear, "Is it a little hot, or I think I'm a little hot."

This person's affectionate words were undisguised, and he insisted on forcing the talent to give up.

"Yanyan... I'll kiss you if you don't tell me."

It's a trick that's used to torture, but it works every time.

Wen Yan blushed and said, "I miss you..."

Jiang Han continued: "What do you miss me?"

Wen Yan stopped talking.

Jiang Han can easily hear some words, but when Wen Yan doesn't want to say it, it's useless to tease him.

Jiang Han wouldn't push people too hard, so he peeled a grape and fed it to Wen Yan.

With his hands behind his head, Jiang Han looked at the sunset and said, "Yanyan, there is a fish over there."

The clouds in the sky are rolling and relaxing, the flowing clouds are like paintings, and the mist is floating, which outlines a landscape artistic conception.

"Mermaid."

Mermaid with colors.

It was dark, full of wine and food, and it was time to walk through the streets, and a group of children in the alley were setting off firecrackers.

Jiang Han and Wen Yan went out for a walk, walking slowly along the river bank. The wind at night was a bit cool and bit bitter.

Everyone went out for a walk, greeted acquaintances, and exchanged pleasantries along the way.

There were children piled up in the square, and when they saw Jiang Han, they became more and more excited.

"Ah! It's Brother Jiang Jiang!"

"Brother Jiang Jiang is back from studying!"

"Brother Jiang Jiang is a college student, he will play with us."

The news in the small town is simple and closed, and anyone who comes back from a big city thinks they went to college.

A little boy with tiger tail braids ran over and pulled Jiang Han's trousers, dancing: "Brother Jiang Jiang, can you light the cannon for us. The cannon is so big that we dare not light it."

The expression was exaggerated, and he demonstrated how big he was, and the other children looked at Jiang Han expectantly.

Jiang Han also misses the happiness of childhood.

"Yanyan, you didn't dare to fire the cannon then."

Wen Yan smiled, looking at the sincere smile on the child's face: "I'm timid."

Jiang Han was noncommittal: "You were quite courageous when you were young."

Wen Yan looked at him: "Huh?"

Jiang Han smiled and said nothing, and squeezed Wen Yan's fingers in the dark.

Although the description is exaggerated, it's actually not that big, just reaching Jiang Han's ankle.

The fire was lit with incense, and the fire caused a "sizzling" sound, and a group of children hurriedly covered their ears and ran away.

"Wow, that must be a nice color."

"How do you know it must be beautiful?"

"Hmph, the one Xiaomei bought with her pocket money must look really good."

There were more than a dozen shots, red, yellow, blue and green, and the children were so happy that they clapped their hands on the spot.

An adult's voice came from a distance: "You bastards, be careful not to catch fire..."

"Brother Jiang Jiang is here..." the children replied.

Jiang Han also yelled from the air: "Fifth Aunt, I ordered for them."

A voice came from that year: "Hey, Jiang Jiang is back, come and play when you have time..."

"okay……"

After eight o'clock in the evening, the town was still very lively. When I returned, I ran into acquaintances.

"Culturalists are back, look at this guy like a dog."

The visitor was grinning, although his tone was sophisticated, but he was actually only as big as Jiang Han, holding a child in his arms.

"Okay, Lao Liu," Jiang Han teased, "It's been a while since I even gave birth to a son."

The boy named Lao Liu cursed with a smile: "Fuck you, my sister's son. You haven't reached the legal age yet, go and give birth to me."

Jiang Han joked: "Son, you can be a gentleman, and then we will talk about the certificate."

The boy smiled again: "Don't be poor with me, I can't tell you." He looked at Wen Yan again, "This is... your friend?"

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, and hugged Wen Yan in an unprincipled way, his tone hard to hide his complacency: "My wife, how is it, isn't it pretty?"

Wen Yan secretly tugged at the corner of Jiang Han's clothes, but Jiang Han still hugged him tightly.

"Hello, Wen Yan." Wen Yan greeted.

"Liu Yang," the boy also greeted, without taking it seriously, "Just call me Lao Liu."

Someone called out to the boy in front, and the boy waved goodbye: "Okay, I still have something to do. Bring your friend to my house when I have time."

Jiang Han replied: "I don't want to go if I don't have something good to eat."

"I know you like it, rice wine is enough!"

On New Year's Eve, Jiang Gao and Zhou Yu hadn't come back yet, and the red lanterns in the yard were on.

Jiang Han took out a plate of jujube and fed Wen Yan one: "Yanyan, are you hungry?"

Wen Yan shook his head.

Jiang Han glanced at the time: "New Year's Eve Lao Gao and Lao Zhou are busy playing cards and dancing, we don't have to wait for them."

"Is Chinese New Year an exception?" Wen Yan asked.

Jiang Han smiled: "It's not all year round. Lao Gao likes to play cards and fish. If my grandma catches him, he will use this as an issue."

One likes to drink and play cards, and the other likes to dance and come home late, and they both have something to do with each other.

After eleven o'clock, after the two of them took a shower, they lay on the bed and watched the stars.

There was a skylight in the attic, which was usually closed, but Jiang Han climbed up and opened it.

The starry sky tonight is very blue, the stars hang in the night sky, embellished into a shimmering blue, where countless lights converge, like a flowing river of stars in the dark night, mysterious and full of romance.

"Yanyan," Jiang Han said softly, "This is our third year."

The two are waiting for the early morning, and they will spend the new year with each other.

At zero o'clock, the fireworks bloomed in the night sky on time, intertwined into thousands of bright lights, and Jiang Han kissed Wen Yan.

Sincerely, enthusiastically.

"Yanyan... I love you."

Saying "love" at this age is too distant and empty, but Jiang Han gave Wen Yan all his blood and love, and all the throbbing was Wen Yan.

The alpha wolf only loves one partner in his life, and so does Jiang Han.

In the new year, they embraced each other and fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, Wen Yan woke up from the tickle.

Jiang Han scratched Wen Yan's cheek lightly with his hands: "Yanyan, get up and celebrate the New Year."

Wen Yan looked out the window, there were magpies crowing in the trees, and the noise of children downstairs.

Wen Yan started to act: "What time is it?"

"It's not until seven o'clock." Jiang Han said fondly, "We'll come back to sleep after the New Year's greetings."

The custom in the small town is to go to neighbors and friends’ homes to pay New Year’s greetings on the first day of the new year. It doesn’t need to be too grand, just bring something small to make a good omen.

Wen Yan sat up and woke up.

Jiang Han wanted to have a sweet good morning kiss, but was pushed away by Wen Yan: "I didn't brush my teeth."

Jiang Han froze for two seconds, then stood up with his drooping back to brush his teeth.

Go downstairs to the lobby for breakfast, and there are two red envelopes on the table.

Seeing the two coming, Jiang Gao sat at the dining table and said, "New Year's red envelopes, one for each person."

It has been many years since red envelopes have been confiscated, this feeling makes Wen Yan a little strange.

"Thank you, Grandpa," he said, "Grandpa, Happy New Year, Grandma."

"Happy New Year, Lao Gao and Lao Zhou." Jiang Han also said.

"Hey, everyone is happy, everyone is happy," Zhou Yule echoed.

The old couple are quite open-minded, Jiang Yong and Jiang Yuan did not come here to celebrate the New Year this year, there must be some regrets, but they are satisfied once or twice a year.

After dinner, Zhou Yu said to the two of them, "Jiang Jiang, Xiao Yan, your grandfather and I are going to your cousin's house in the third and fourth grades of junior high school. We have food at home, so we will go for two days."

Knowing that Jiang Han didn't like to leave relatives, Zhou Yu didn't ask them to go either.

"Okay, we will take care of ourselves." Wen Yan said, "Don't worry."

"The temperature is not too cold, but you still need to wear more clothes." Zhou Yu held Wen Yan's hand lovingly, and gave Jiang Han another look, "Jiang Jiang, don't bully Xiaoyan at home."

Jiang Han lay lazily on the sofa: "It's too late for the pain."

Zhou Yu glared at Jiang Han again: "You are not allowed to run around." He seemed to think of something again, "By the way, is the third day of junior high school your birthday?"

Jiang Han thought for a while: "It seems to be."

"That's just right, just like Xiaoyan, I'll make longevity noodles for you two before leaving."

It is not popular to eat cakes for birthdays in small towns, but longevity noodles are a must, plus a poached egg, and a banquet will be held on grand days to entertain relatives and friends.

On the second day of junior high school, it is suitable for marriage. There are several relatives getting married, and the sound of firecrackers never stops from morning to afternoon.Zhou Yu loves to join in the fun and was called to help.

It's a good day to release water from the reservoir. The mayor called every household to get the fish.

Everyone carried buckets, and the team lined up at the intersection.

The fish have been raised free-range for a year, and all of them are fat and strong, and they are alive and kicking.

Jiang Han and Wen Yan returned home with a bucket full of fish.

"Yanyan, I can eat enough now."

Jiang Han replaced the pool with running water and poured all the fish into it. The free-range fish were full of vitality, and the pool was splashed everywhere.

"Tomorrow I will decide to eat you."

Jiang Han carried a fish and made a mark.

On the third day of junior high school, Zhou Yu made longevity noodles for the two of them, and then went to visit relatives with Jiang Gao.

In fact, it's not far away, it's in the next town, and it's only an hour's drive there.

After Zhou Yu and Jiang Gao left, Jiang Han decided on a whim to make brown sugar glutinous rice cakes for Wen Yan.

The ingredients are ready, and the steps on Baidu are not spared even milligrams, and I have tried several times to test the sweetness.I don't know which step to take, but the final result is a dark mess.

The dish was exactly the same as Jiang Yuan's. Jiang Han stared at it for a long time before finally accepting the fact that he had perfectly inherited Jiang Yuan's culinary "talent".

Sure enough, you can't learn what you don't know in your genes no matter how hard you try.

Wen Yan was a little amused, and put a piece of it to Jiang Han's mouth with his chopsticks: "Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Han was prepared to bite it down, but it wasn't that unpalatable, but the sugar was a bit bitter and the glutinous rice was a bit hard.

Compared with Jiang Yuan's, it is much better.

Fortunately, they didn't cook too much. Based on the principle of not wasting, the two frowned and finished eating.Afterwards, washed a basket of strawberries to eat.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, the two of them were lying in the yard playing with their mobile phones.

All the levels of "Kitchen Game" have been unlocked, Jiang Han found another business game, and took a couple's online name.

"Baby", and "Love Baby".

Sticky and tacky, Wen Yan is a bit disgusted.

Jiang Han was not allowed to change it, and called it "easy to understand", mainly to prevent others from colluding with gentle words.

In the last "kitchen game" Jiang Han also changed his couple's name later, but there were still people who came to add warm words, and Jiang Han blocked them one by one.

The reason is only six words, "I have a boyfriend, get out", very domineering and very in line with Jiang Han's style.

After dinner and walking back at night, Jiang Han's heart was itchy all day long, but he still couldn't help asking, "Yanyan, didn't you say you wanted to give me a gift?"

Years ago for Wen Yan's birthday, Jiang Han gave him a doll he carved.

The sculpture is of Wen Yan when he was a child, with a milky white ball, like a little milk cat.

Wood carving is very time-consuming, and it is easy to waste. I don't know how long ago Jiang Han started carving and how long he has been carving, but it is very time-consuming.

Wen Yan carefully put the wood carving in the suitcase, and put it together with the gift for Jiang Han.

"Yanyan, can't you say it now?"

Jiang Han asked again, really curious, after all, it was Wen Yan's first official gift to him.

Wen Yan glanced at Jiang Han: "I'll tell you tonight."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Han came out of the shower and was drying his hair. Wen Yan brought something to Jiang Han's hand.

It is a red bracelet, very simple style, with letters engraved on the inside.

The exclusive bracelet of the chief designer of FULLLOVE is the only pair in the world. It is for couples and symbolizes "everlasting love".

Originally, Wen Yan considered giving a watch as a gift, but thinking that Jiang Han likes to play basketball, it would be inconvenient, so he changed it to a bracelet.

Bracelet Bracelet, if you catch it, it's a lifetime.

Later, Jiang Han stood on the stage of HOG's highest glory, and has tens of millions of fans, but every time he attends various competitions and wins awards, everyone can always see that this talented boy is wearing a red rope in his hand.

Accompany you from an ignorant teenager to a mature and steady;

Accompany you from being unknown to shining brightly.

Someone once asked curiously who gave it, and it was worth carrying it for so many years.

At that time, Jiang Han, who was already under the lights of thousands of people, replied solemnly: "I love you."

Since then, everyone has known that the most talented young genius in the e-sports circle in the past ten years has a lover who loves and loves very much, and is worth protecting with his life.

Of course, these are all for later.

But at this moment, Jiang Han stared at the red string in his hand, and was stunned: "Yanyan, is it a birthday present?"

"Well," Wen Yan said softly, "Brother Han, happy birthday."

Jiang Han touched the letter, it was JW, their names.

Perhaps the biggest joy in the past 19 years is tonight, Jiang Han's heart is filled with sudden joy, he is cautious and cherishes everything.

"...A couple's model?"

"Ah."

Jiang Han looked at Wen Yan's wrist.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes: "It's the ankle rope."

The light in the bedroom is warm yellow, with an intoxicating atmosphere.

Jiang Han squatted down and tied the red rope around Wen Yan's ankle.

A pair of red ropes locks a pair of people.

……

When Wen Yan woke up the next day, Jiang Han was not on the bed.

He touched his neck with a jade pendant.

In a daze last night, he felt a warmth on his neck, and Jiang Han brought something to his neck.

Lotus jade pendant, he played with Jiang Han before.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the air was filled with fine dust. Wen Yan watched it quietly for a while, then got up and went downstairs.

Walking downstairs, the courtyard door was pushed open, and the young man stepped out.

"Yanyan, look what I did for you?"

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——Is it okay if you don’t go, I still have to teach you how to fold a horse...

Midsummer is noisy, cicadas sing loudly, and the sycamore leaves grow luxuriantly.

Jiang Han came back with a body full of mud from playing, and before he stepped into the courtyard gate, Zhou Yu who came out of the house called out: "Where did you go to play like crazy again! There is no peace all day long!"

The chicken feather blanket fell on him, and Jiang Han shouted in a childish voice while hiding: "Catch crabs! They are all going to catch crabs!"

"I catch the most, and I can have dinner at night!"

"It's not me who fired it, I don't want this dress anymore!"

"It's okay not to wear it, it's so hot..."

This scene happens so often that the neighbors are used to it.

Someone made a joke: "Yuzi, active children are smarter..."

"Smart ghost, he always asks others to do his homework for him..."

The crowd laughed.

Everyone knows that Mr. Jiang has a mischievous grandson. If he doesn't beat him every day, he will go to the house to expose the tiles.

The yard was full of chickens and dogs, and Zhou Yu didn't really want to fight. After running for a while, he stopped panting and warned: "There are guests at home, don't scare them."

Jiang Han looked in immediately, his eyes rolled and turned, and he asked curiously, "Is it the yard next door where no one lives? Why are you here at our house?"

"Hey," Zhou Yu knocked on him, "Why do you ask so much, go and wash my face! Be careful when your grandpa comes back and beats you up."

"Oh, I know."

Jiang Han washed his face slowly, thinking that the short sleeves were in the way, so he took them off, and glanced into the room from time to time.

It was an elegant woman in a plain cheongsam, with long hair draped over her shoulders and a straight back. She was talking to Zhou Yu with a bookish smile on her lips.

Jiang Han glanced at it, and thought it was pretty, but he couldn't describe how it looked, in short, it was different from the people in the courtyard.

His mother is also good-looking, but there is no such feeling, Jiang Yuan will only shout at him in a vulgar way, and she will also mispronounce her pinyin.

Zhou Yu said that she had a child with her, Jiang Han thought about it, if she is so pretty, then her child should also be pretty.

But this thought only flashed for a moment, and Jiang Han put it behind him.

After all, there are so many fun things in summer, such as digging birds, swimming, and catching fish, all of which make him so happy that he can't think about it.

Zhou Yu and the woman came out of the house, and when they passed by Jiang Han, Zhou Yu told him, "Aunt Wen and I will go out for a while, and we will be back in a while. Xiaoyan will stay at our house first."

He also said: "You are not allowed to bully others, you are one year younger than you, you are an older brother."

Jiang Han saw her face clearly, maybe it was a teacher, and he replied: "Don't bully, don't bully, take him to play with."

The woman was amused and said to Zhou Yu, "This is your grandson?"

Zhou Yu hates iron for being weak: "It's very skinny, fooling around all day long."

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, her movements were gentle: "It's a good thing for children to be active and cheerful, but Wen Yan in my house is too quiet."

"I'm afraid he will spoil Xiaoyan..."

"I wish he was more lively..."

Zhou Yu and the woman left, and Jiang Han stood under the faucet in the yard washing mud, with his bare upper body.

The weather was very hot, and the tap water was hot. Jiang Han rushed for a while, and ran towards the house with a wet body.

Jiang Han is only six years old this year, and his facial features have not yet developed, but it is not difficult to see that his bones are superior, his nose bridge is straight and straight, and his jaw line is sharp.

Just as he ran to the door, Jiang Han paused.

The room is very quiet, it doesn't look like there are people.

From the discussion just now, he knew that the child next door is called "Wen Yan", which is a nice name.

He slowed down and walked in.

There was a child sitting on the sofa, sitting upright, not as high as the back of the sofa, wearing cartoon overalls, holding a doll in his hand.

Just sat there quietly and didn't speak.

Milky white milky white, like glutinous rice dumplings.

Jiang Han walked over to take a look, and was amused: "Yo, Emotion is still a beautiful sister!"

As he said that, he pinched Wen Yan's fair cheeks with muddy hands, leaving two obvious mud marks on the child's face.

Wen Yan had never seen this kind of battle before. Seeing the sudden appearance of a dirty man with no clothes on, he was frightened. He blinked his dark and bright eyes, and said in a crying voice: "I...I'm not a pretty sister..."

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, then squeezed it affectionately, and said deliberately: "She is a beautiful sister, how can there be a boy who grows so white."

Wen Yan didn't know whether to refute the phrase "beautiful sister" or whether he couldn't bear the mud on his face, and finally cried "Wow".

While weeping and hiccupping, I did not forget to say: "I am a boy..."

The soft and cute milk voice made Jiang Han's heart itch.

The bullying went too far, and Jiang Han was a little at a loss, he hurriedly said: "Boys, boys, don't cry, boys don't cry."

The courtyard is full of rough-skinned and thick-skinned boys. Jiang Han has never seen such a delicate boy, and he didn't know how to coax him for a while, so he could only wipe Wen Yan's tears with his hands as if he didn't want money.

But this time, Wen Yan cried even harder, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

Jiang Han was at a loss: "Hey, how can you cry so much..."

This venting came vigorously, and the tears could not be stopped.

The sudden move, the unfamiliar environment, and all kinds of discomfort, plus being "bullied" today, all these became the fuse.

Fear and helplessness filled the young tender words.

After crying for about ten minutes, the crying gradually weakened, probably because I was tired from crying.

During the period, Jiang Han tried various ways to coax people, but none of them worked. He even dug out his favorite model toys, but Wen Yan still didn't even look at them.

Zhou Yu and Wen Yu also came back. Seeing this appearance, Zhou Yu scolded his head and covered his face, "Jiang Han, you said you are not allowed to bully others, so you just ignored him in a blink of an eye, right?"

Seeing the mud marks on Wen Yan's face again, he immediately became angry: "Xiaoyan is a younger brother, how can he bully him!"

Jiang Han was also aggrieved: "No bullying, I gave him my toys to play with, who knew he could cry so much."

"You also said, why would you cry if you didn't bully others?"

Zhou Yu was going to grab Jiang Han's ears, but was stopped by Wen Yuwen's voice: "It's normal for children to play around, and he's held back for a long time."

Zhou Yu said a few more words, Jiang Han glanced at Wen Yan in Wen Yu's arms.

It would be very quiet.

Zhou Yu and Wen Yu were talking, Wen Yan was hugged and comforted by Wen Yu, looking very peaceful and obedient.

Jiang Han took a shower and came out, and the two just said goodbye.

Wen Yu went out with Wen Yan in her arms.

When he walked to the door, Wen Yan who was in Wen Yu's arms suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Han, quietly looking at Jiang Han with a pair of beautiful wet eyes, curiosity in his ignorant eyes.