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Zong Jin downloaded it at 04:30, and Qiao's mother downstairs had already returned. Qiao Yin cleaned up the fruit peels and went downstairs to help prepare dinner.

I don’t know when this tradition was continued. His family would have breakfast every year and festival, and it has always been like this in the village. It’s not obvious that the day is too long now. It may be around six o’clock, but during the Spring Festival, 04:30 Eating at [-] o'clock is even more common.

There were five people in the family, and they couldn't eat much. Grandpa Qiao and Grandma Qiao didn't have much to eat when they were old. Qiao Yin assisted Qiao's mother to stir-fry some home-cooked dishes and stewed a pot of chicken.

Before six o'clock, firecrackers were set off and the whole family sat down at the table.

While pushing cups and changing glasses, laughing and cursing, the sound of firecrackers sounded one after another next door, and it was only now that there was a little festive atmosphere.

After tidying up the kitchen, Qiao Yin took a small fruit plate and went to the back door to enjoy the cool and enjoy the moon. The fruit plate contained moon cakes, dates and sand pears that had been cut into pieces.

He was holding a small wooden stool in the other hand. When he reached the back door, the whole family sat in the open space and chatted without going out.

Occasionally, I passed by a few villagers who came out to play after dinner. I saw a few people gathering here to make a pile, and I would come over to chat, but there was nothing to talk about. I just talked about the changes in the village in the past two years.

Qiao Yin couldn't get in the conversation, so he took out his phone to play.

Zong Jin had already said that it would not be broadcast tonight, so he didn't have to wait. He opened WeChat to reply to the friends who liked him and sent Zong Jin a message, asking if he had a good meal.

There was no reply for a long time, Qiao Yin guessed that he was busy, and didn't remind him, so he put away his phone and began to eat fruit and listen to chatter.

Hearing that it was about eight o'clock, the night breeze began to cool down, and the four elders of Qiao's family ate mooncakes and prepared to go out to play, so he simply picked up the stool and went home, preparing to go upstairs to watch the video.

As soon as he got up, his cell phone rang suddenly in the night. He took it out and saw that it was Zong Jin's call. He felt suddenly happy, and walked into the house while picking it up.

"Are you done?" The voice subconsciously softened.

Unexpectedly, Zong Jin didn't greet him as usual, but asked in a nonchalant manner: "Qiao Qiao, is your family going this way?"

"Ah?" Qiao Yin was stunned for a second, and then a light flashed in his head, "Are you asking about my hometown?"

Before he came back, he mentioned his hometown to Zong Jin. Although the town is a small place that is more backward than the urban-rural fringe, but because it is not far from the urban area, and several counties have to pass through here, it can be regarded as a small transportation hub. , is still very famous.

It is not impossible for Zong Jin to find it by following the navigation.

"Well, I have arrived at the entrance of your village, but there are several roads to enter the village. I don't know which one to take." Zong Jin smiled wryly. He originally wanted to surprise Qiao Yin, but he found it difficult to do it when he arrived in the village.

After dark, there were fewer people walking on the road in the village. Even when he met a villager, he asked Qiao Yin, but no one knew who he was talking about, because Qiao Yin didn't grow up in the village, and he didn't know how Qiao Yin was. For the names of parents, just say that they just came back from the city today, and not too many people come back from the city during the holidays.

In desperation, he had no choice but to contact Qiao Yin, and he couldn't make the trip in vain.It's just a pity that there is no design surprise.

Qiao Yin wanted to ask a lot of questions, but in the end he didn't ask anything: "Are you by the river? Did you drive here by yourself? You just wait for me there, and I'll pick you up, soon, in 5 minutes. "

Zong Jin answered obediently and said to wait for him.

After Qiao Yin put away his phone, he was about to go out in a hurry. Remembering that he was still wearing slippers, he hurried to the living room to change his shoes, and shouted to the back door: "Sister Qiao! I have a friend coming, I will go to the entrance of the village to pick him up !"

"What kind of friend? Why are you here now?" Mother Qiao asked, "I'll ask your dad to take you there?"

"I'll just go by myself, we'll talk about it when I come back!" Qiao Yin waved his hands and turned around and began to trot.The village has actively responded to the new policy in the past two years, and has applied for many solar street lamps. The road was not dark, and Qiao Yin trotted to the entrance of the village quickly against the night wind.

The entrance of the village is not desolate, there are many houses along the river, and there is a lively small shop. Zong Jin's car is next to the small shop, and he is watching people playing cards in the small shop.

Handsome and coquettish, he is completely different from a group of simple uncles, but he blends in without any pressure.

Qiao Yin grinned and walked over slowly.

Zong Jin raised his head and saw him with a tacit understanding, and withdrew from the crowd and stood on the side of the road waiting for him: "So fast?"

"It's very close." Qiao Yin followed him into the car with a smile, and then instructed him how to go, "Why did you come here suddenly? You didn't tell me in advance, and I was shocked when I received the call."

"I wanted to surprise you." Zong Jin smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect there were only surprises but no joy."

Qiao Yin didn't want to hit him, touched his nose and said, "I like it..."

Zong Jin smiled: "That's good."

"Hey, why do you feel like you're pretending to be pitiful to me?" Qiao Yin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you evasive?"

Zong Jin turned the steering wheel: "I don't think so."

It took only 2 minutes to drive to the door of Qiao Yin's house. The people of Qiao's family heard that Qiao Yin had friends coming, so they didn't go out to play. When they saw Zong Jin who came in with a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box, they greeted him one after another, let him take a seat, and served tea pour water.

Then the two sides exchanged pleasantries, saying that he hadn't come to dinner earlier, so he was allowed to stay here at night.

Zong Jin responded, and there was nothing unusual about how he advanced and retreated.

Qiao's mother raised her chin to signal Qiao Yin to go to the corner next to her, and asked in a low voice, "Should I clean up another room, or just stay with you for one night?"

"Stay with me, just for one night, it will be troublesome to clean up." Qiao Yin thought about it.

Mother Qiao looked at him unexpectedly, wondering if she had guessed wrong?Isn't this Qiao Yin's boyfriend?But it's not a boyfriend, who would come to visit at home on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival?

But seeing Qiao Yin's calm reaction, she was not sure again.

If you meet your parents, you should be nervous or awkward. Isn't everything on TV just to impress your parents? Even if you want to live together, you must say separate?

Or are boys and girls different?

How did Qiao Yin know that Qiao's mother had made up so many things in her head. He really just felt that it would be troublesome to tidy up another room. They would leave tomorrow, and grandma would have to tidy up things at home, which would increase the workload.

After confirming the problem of sleeping at night, the four parents of Qiao's family were open-minded. They all knew that the children must have their own words to talk to each other, and they didn't like being with them, so they found excuses to go out.

Qiao Yin took Zong Jin around the house and asked him, "Have you eaten mooncakes?"

"I ate it during the day." Zong Jin said, "I don't like it very much."

"It's a tradition to eat mooncakes at night. If you don't like them, you have to adapt to the occasion. Wait for me." After Qiao Yin finished speaking, he went downstairs to pick up the fruit plate he had just used on the table, filled it with mooncakes, and some Grapes and oranges, and then walked back with a smile on his face: "Let's go upstairs to eat."

Zong Jin picked up a big green orange, weighed it in his hand, put it in front of his nose and smelled it: "It's very fragrant."

"Well, I also think that I ate a lot yesterday." Qiao Yin turned on the headlights in the living room upstairs and asked Zong Jin to sit first. He put down the fruit plate and turned on the TV, asking, "Do you want to watch TV or play on the computer? My house The internet speed is okay, and the game doesn’t lag.”

Zong Jin had already started peeling oranges, looked up at him and said, "Turn on the TV, you come and sit down, let's chat."

"Yeah." Qiao Yin walked back to him, and Zong Jin casually stuffed a piece of orange for him, then ate a piece himself, and said, "It's really quite sweet, I'll buy some to take home tomorrow."

"Buy more, I want to eat too." Qiao Yin looked up at him with a smile, then lowered his head and struggled with the mooncake in his hand.

Zong Jin glanced at the packaging bag of the mooncake: "Five kernels fork pork?"

Qiao Yin nodded and said, "Well, my family likes to eat the five-nut flavor, and they buy it every year. Other flavors are gone. Do you eat this? I watched you talk about it live."

Zong Jin said: "I haven't eaten it before. I tried it today and found it's okay, but I can't eat that much after eating. Please help me share half of it."

Qiao Yin took a plastic knife and cut it open: "I just ate it, can you divide it into half for you? By the way, I always think that the Internet has said too much, describing Wuren as a scourge, but I also think it's not bad. It’s not as bad as it sounds.”

"I think so too." Qiao Yin was squatting by the table, and Zong Jin was sitting on the sofa at a height where he could see the top of his head, messy hair, soft and curly with its own soft light effect, he couldn't help but reach out and rub it rub.

Qiao Yin looked up at him in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Zong Jin leaned over, leaned close to his ear and breathed hot air, "I just want to bully you."

Qiao Yin's ears burst into red instantly, he stuffed the mooncake into his hand, stood up and sat beside him, and glared at him softly: "Rogue!"

Zong Jin didn't refute him, but accepted the evaluation readily.

The two of them watched a boring variety show. When it was almost eleven o'clock, the grandparents and parents of the Qiao family all came back from their trip, and the whole family began to wash up and get ready for bed.

The rooms of Qiao’s grandparents and parents are on the first floor, only Qiao Yin lives on the second floor, and the third floor has been left unoccupied. Occasionally, during the Chinese New Year, guests at home will need to stay overnight, but now that cars are popular, no matter how late it is, don’t worry about it. There are very few people staying overnight.

It was convenient for the two of them to wash up at this moment. Qiao Yin found Zong Jin's own clothes as pajamas, asked him to wash up on the second floor, and went to the third floor by himself.

The temperature dropped a bit at night, Qiao Yin came out of the wash, and immediately felt a bit chilly, so he rolled up his dirty clothes and hurried downstairs to return to his room.Zong Jin finished washing before him, and was sitting in the living room wiping his hair with a towel.

Qiao Yin threw the dirty clothes into the basin in the bathroom on the second floor, and asked him: "There is a hair dryer in the drawer, do you want to blow it?"

"Well, blow it too." Zong Jin hung the towel back in the bathroom.

When he came out again, Qiao Yin had already taken out the hair dryer and was holding it up to blow dry his hair. Zong Jin strode over and took over his work: "Let me help you."

Qiao Yin enjoyed the feeling of blowing his hair. The warm palm ran through his hair, and his movements were gentle. Occasionally, when he touched his scalp, it would feel numb. This kind of treatment was so comfortable that he wanted to close his eyes immediately. fall asleep.

After Zong Jin finished blowing for him, Qiao Yin also offered to help him, because Zong Jin was taller than him, so he sat down on the sofa specially.

Qiao Yin laughed: "Tony Joe is at your service!"

"It's really my honor." Zong Jin said, "From now on, I will find Mr. Qiao when I blow my hair!"

"I can also wash and cut it." Qiao Yin said boldly.

Zong Jin refused: "Why bother Teacher Qiao with washing and cutting, I'd better just ask the younger brothers to do it casually."

After blowing each other's hair, the two said goodnight to the four parents downstairs after blowing each other's hair, then turned off the light in the living room and entered the room.

Qiao Yin's room is next to the living room, about [-] square meters, because he doesn't live there often, the decoration is simple, and there are few things, just a double bed, a large wardrobe, and a small desk, and there is nothing on the table.

Seeing Zong Jin looking at him, Qiao Yin explained: "I grew up in the city, and I didn't have anything at home. I just borrowed this place to sleep when I came back."

He took out a blanket from the closet: "It's a bit cold at night, I'll cover you with a blanket."

"Yeah." Zong Jin took the blanket and looked away, "Go to sleep."

When it came to sleeping, Qiao Yin started to feel a little unnatural, and his whole body became hot. He walked to the side of the bed slowly, took off his shoes and moved in, giving Zong Jin a seat outside.

Zong Jin lay down and didn't turn off the light immediately. He put his hands behind his head and sighed, "It's really like a dream."

"Do you also feel that your dreams are unreal?" Qiao Yin said unexpectedly, he thought that he was the only one who thought this way, it was unreal to be with him, and it was unreal that he treated him well.

"Of course." Zong Jin looked at him sideways, his eyes full of seriousness.

Qiao Yin couldn't help but moved out and approached him: "Then let's have a long dream that we won't wake up from."

When he said this, his eyes sparkled.

Zong Jin wrapped his arms around him, hugged him, rubbed his head and said, "Okay."

The two had never done such an intimate action, but it seemed that everything should be like this. Qiao Yin listened to the powerful heartbeats coming from the generous chest under him, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.