National fitness

January [-]st of the new year is a Sunday.

This means that weekends are also included in the three-day holiday of "statutory holidays", which is another miserly "one day" under the guise of "three days".

Only Xin Ran seemed quite happy amidst the complaints.

Because every year at this time, Xin Ran will confidently exercise his legal right to vacation as a social citizen, and set aside two days of his only five-day annual leave to seamlessly connect with the New Year's Day holiday.

At the beginning of the new year, he was completely lazy for the whole year.

"My dear, I really envy your five-day vacation."

Wen Shu floated out from the kitchen, carrying two pots of minced meat, and placed them on the big dining table in the living room, there was no spring in her beautiful peach eyes, only a sad look towards Xin Ran.

The latter is huddled in the sofa, like a capitalized blind man, turning a blind eye to the offensive gaze of Wen Shu, but his mouth is reflexively recalcitrant:

"You are a freelancer, you are audacious and fake every day, so talk to me about this."

Jian Ming sighed, got up from the sofa, walked to the table while rolling up his sleeves, opened the bench and placed it at the base of the wall, and finally stood beside Wen Shu:

"I'll help you."

Wen Shu's eyes were full of spring again in the cold winter months.

Concisely and skillfully picked up the chopsticks, and stirred vigorously in the two pots of solid minced meat, and just now, the little book who was a virtuous and virtuous housekeeper just asked a question:

"What stuffing?"

"A pot of pork with cabbage, and a pot of radish and mutton. There are so many people, I will make more. It doesn't matter what is left. I will eat scrambled eggs tomorrow morning."

Jian Ming didn't have time to make a judgment on the two pots of minced meat in front of her, and it was Aunt Wang who answered Wen Shu immediately.

She just strode out from the kitchen, holding a rolling pin in one hand, and a large wooden cutting board that is as wide as two people in the other. landed on Wang Chuan's buttocks.

Xin Xiao followed closely behind, holding a large porcelain basin in his hand, and there was a large white, tender and round dough in the basin.

Jian Ming and Wen Shu hurriedly helped people pick up the things and put them away.

Xin Xiao patted his hand with a bit of flour indifferently, and roared angrily:

"Which brats want to come over to make dumplings?"

"Me, me, me! Mom, Aunt Xin, can I wrap it!"

For some reason, Wang Chuan heard a slightly painful voice from the other side of the living room.

"Nonsense." Aunt Wang and Xin Xiao rolled their eyes in a very uniform manner.

Today is the last day of December, the last day of the year, and it is also the New Year's Eve when their "reorganized" family gets together.

The lively atmosphere of the Wang family is the same as before, but this year there is something special.

In front of the TV in the living room, the original coffee table was pushed aside, creating a spacious space. Fatty Wang was looking haggard and holding the iron with a sad face:

"Dad, it's so easy to take a vacation, can we stop raising it?"

"Seeing how promising you are, you don't lift as much as I do. The young people nowadays are generally not good enough, just like you, they are all like this."

Fatty Wang was about to cry, and with a wrinkled face, he became 120% interested in the dumpling making activity at the dinner table not far away:

"You weigh so much... how much do I weigh!"

Wang Chuan was very resentful, and he didn't know why he had to compete with his old man in lifting weights on New Year's Eve.Compared with the big five-kilogram guy in his hand, the colorful little dumbbell that Lao Wang was holding was almost like a toy.

"Ren Xiaoyan doesn't take it the same way as you? Why didn't he howl?"

Old Wang was not happy, and quickly moved Yan Yan, the former fitness trainer, out.

"Can it be the same...the vice team has a halo of blessing..."

Wang Chuan muttered in a low voice, but he still didn't forget to turn his head and glance at Xin Ran who was sitting on the sofa with bright eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, Lao Wang felt that this was also the case, so he decided to temporarily let go of his useless and stupid son.

And Xin Halo Benhuan ran a cool look at Wang Chuan, and said sarcastically:

"If you don't lift it, don't lift it, it's not a big deal."

Wronged, Wang Chuan asked Yan Yan for help, and the latter raised his eyebrows and smiled, standing on the side of his halo with a correct and clear attitude.

The special thing about this year is that their big family has added a new member.

Xin Ran, who just faced Wen Shu with his eyes wide open and acting like a blind man, is nestling comfortably on the sofa, wrapped in a small blanket, and his eyes linger on Yan Yan's body again and again, as if there is substance.

I don't even want to play on my phone.

Who made his man so good-looking, it made Wang Chuan next to him useless.

The pile of dumbbells, big and small, are Wang Chuan's personal items. Lao Wang is very proud of Wang Chuan's successful transformation. By the way, he also became interested in fitness, a mysterious activity. Lao Wang and Yan Yan met half an hour ago. Hate it late, we talked happily, and on a whim, I insisted on letting this "senior" coach take him to practice.

So Wang Chuan's personal belongings were confiscated, and even Wang Chuan himself had to be assigned as a sparring partner.

If Xin Ran didn't want to wash his hands frequently in the cold weather, he would have wanted to join this "National Fitness" movement.

Xin Ran shrank into a ball, his eyes seemed to return to the mid-autumn night not long ago through the scene in front of him, he stood on the small balcony blowing the cool autumn wind, and looked at the same cheerful atmosphere but lacking seriousness through the glass door of the balcony. In Yan's room, there was a little loneliness.

He thought at the time: When can we bring him home.

Xin Ran stretched her waist, moved her somewhat stiff neck, and turned her eyes around the room by the way, as if she was thinking about where she could move this brick to help the celebration.

The four people standing around the dining table were very peaceful, and they didn't even quarrel. Aunt Wang rolled out the dumpling wrappers with a cheerful face, and looked at the dumplings made by the other three with a compassionate face.

Xin Ran reckoned that Aunt Wang had already given him the first-class credit for Senior Brother Jian in her heart. After all, her mother, Xin Xiao, was a good cook but neglected to practice. half finished.

Wen Shu, an artist, used up all his brains on the job at hand, and made a good dumpling into four different shapes.

Only the simple way of making dumplings is fast and stable. The dumplings are all thin-skinned and big-filled, and they look like big ingots.

Old Uncle Wang finally raised his hand, let Wang Chuan go, and sat down next to Xin Ran in the empty seat facing the TV.

Wang Chuan hurried to wash his hands, and joined the dumpling-making battle without hesitation.

Xin Ran felt that there had never been such a lively scene before.

Yan Yan also washed his hands, rubbed his slightly sore arms to relax his muscles, and quietly wiped the water beads on his clothes. Unfortunately, Xin Ran caught his little trick.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, which finally made everyone straighten their backs in the cold winter night.

Only Xin Ran was covering herself with a blanket that was better than nothing.

Yan Yan took off his jacket, and now he is wearing a hoodie from an unknown fashion brand, still maintaining his image of a young man who is just too fancy.

Wrapped in his little blanket, Xin Ran nimbly moved towards Lao Wang's side, trying to make room for the other side, then stretched out her hand that was covered in heat, and took his hand. Yan Shaoxia reluctantly sat down.

I don't know if it's because Lao Wang is taking up too much space or Yan Yan is too tall, but the vacated seat is just enough for the two of them to squeeze together aggrievedly.

Yan Yan simply asked Xin Ran to put the weight on himself, and comfortably occupied a corner of the sofa.

The young couple had a great atmosphere, and Yan Yan even smiled politely at Lao Wang, but Lao Wang didn't notice: He was obviously at his own home, but the poor man had to move the single sofa next to him.

Xin Ran couldn't hold back anymore, she threw her head on Yan Yan's shoulder and laughed out loud.

Yan Yan stroked Xin Ran's soft hair, thinking to himself that this man's hair grows really fast, and he is not at all like the public academic workers who are always facing the crisis of baldness.

He glanced at the bustling dumpling-making battle over there, and asked Xin Ran:

"Do I need to help?"

Xin Ran raised his eyelids, and mocked Yan Shaoxia, who only knows how to eat in cafeterias and order takeaways:

"If you go again, my senior brother really won't be able to carry it. We can only eat a piece of soup tonight-don't mess around."

Yan Shaoxia, who didn't have time to light up his culinary skills, silently walked down the steps given by Xin Ran without hesitation.

A few days ago, Yan Yan received a "notice" from Xin Ran, saying that this year's New Year's Day would be a holiday, and he would take him home one day to meet the group of relatives and friends who are currently only living in the legendary story Xin Ran created. .

At that time, Yan Yan became nervous reflexively.

Scratching his ears, he bought a bunch of gifts and followed Xin Ran to the door, and found that this big family was really easy to get along with.

Yan Yan had heard about this "party den" of Wang's family for a long time. As soon as the door opened, Wang Chuan jumped out, howling, "Come as soon as the deputy team comes, what are you doing with so many things", and took all the presents.

The performance is very worthy of great use.

In the next few hours, several teachers personally showed him what it means to "simply not take people seriously", and there was no embarrassing behavior of rushing to check the household registration.

Instead, he treats Yan Yan as a "child of his own family", and treats Xin Ran Wenshu and even Jian Ming equally.

There is no special treatment if you don't see outsiders. You still have to lift the iron that should accompany the old uncle Wang, chop the stuffing that should be chopped for Aunt Wang, and chat with the mother-in-law.

It didn't take long for Yan Yan to pull off the business smile that he practiced in the gym and swallow it into his stomach, and replaced it with a sincere smirk.

This is also the reason why he and Xin Ran are now so comfortable driving the head of the household to sit on the small sofa.

It doesn't even need him, Teacher Jian, to remind him, "Xiao Yan, don't be restrained."

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, what a tolerant and generous attitude.

Yan Yan stared at Xin Ran with a smile, and secretly praised this person who had been nurtured by such tolerance and magnanimous love all this time—it was no wonder that she would grow up to be a rosy beauty.

"What are you smirking about?" Xin Meiren stared, full of arrogance.

"Cough," Yan Yan also felt a little stupid, shrunk down a little embarrassedly, and then said, "I just think your family is really nice."

Then Yan Shaoxia's mind flashed Yan Ningzhi's usual bearded and staring face without any precautions, his smile faded instantly, he paused and said:

"It's really easy to get along with."

It's not that Xin Ran didn't know that his young man remembered the arrogant Dean Yan, but he still rolled his eyes and said to Yan Yan:

"It's the 'us' family."

"In the future, there will be real excitement here, and you will have a share."

Before Yan Yan had time to be moved for three seconds, Xin Meiren picked up the voice again and said:

"But the dean, no matter how difficult it is to get along with, you have to get along well with me."

Yan Yan touched the tongue-twister-like "Xin-style" golden rule, so he sighed silently in his heart, and said to himself: It's not easy.

"By the way, did you report to the dean when you came to my place today?" Xin Ran suddenly remembered, and then asked, "You didn't come here because of a quarrel, did you?"

"It's not as exaggerated as you said, and besides, I don't have that much time to argue with him... right." Yan Yan smiled helplessly, "The main reason is that our family has never had any holiday habits."

Under the pressure of Xin Ran's eyes, "Of course it's not a festival if you don't go home", Yan Yan could only say:

"But I go home every holiday."

Although there is really no way to stay completely enough for a small long vacation.

But he will work hard in the future.

Let's see if he compares with old man Yan, whoever can bear it first.

Xin Ran seemed to have a pair of clairvoyant eyes, which directly penetrated Yan Shaoxia's chest, saw the flame of fighting spirit suddenly ignited in his heart, and suddenly felt funny that the father and son were surprisingly similar in a certain dimension.

For example, awkwardness and stubbornness.

But this awkwardness and stubbornness only go back and forth between the two of them. When dealing with others, this attribute seems not so exaggerated and obvious.

"You two..."

Xin Ran didn't finish her sigh, and the half of her body leaning against Yan Yan felt the vibration of the phone. It was Yan Yan's news, and it came from the old man Yan who was being whispered by the two of them behind their backs.

It was a transfer message, and a sentence from Yan Ningzhi was attached below:

"This year's account, don't owe it until next year."

Yan Yan looked at the amount transferred by Yan Ningzhi, no more, no less was the living expenses withheld for the past six months, and now that he has collected the money all at once, he still feels a sense of happiness that he has made a small fortune.

Xin Ran raised her eyebrows, thinking: Special people have special ways of loving.

Under Xin Ran's teasing eyes, Yan Yan surrendered, and for the first time in his long "rebellious period", he gave in and replied to Yan Ningzhi:

"I'll go home tomorrow morning. I'll save Happy New Year's Day until I come back tomorrow."

Within three seconds, Yan Ningzhi replied, although only Gao Leng said "Oh".

On the other side, the dumplings that had been wrapped at some point were thrown out of the pot in a random manner. Jian Jian personally went to the battle to cook two dishes, and Wen Shu was next to him saying "start".

Wang Chuan took Xin Xiao, who had caused trouble in the kitchen, to sit in the living room, and the two accompanied the sour old Wang together.

It was pure joy.

"Everyone come, all come—"

"It's New Year's Eve with dumplings—"