young as the wind

"What are you doing out there?" Mother Jiang asked, kneading the dough with difficulty.

She was already four months pregnant, and her belly was growing, Jiang Luo stepped up and pulled her away, "Sit down, I'll do it."

Mother Jiang: "No, my hands are all wet. When I was pregnant with you, I planted mushrooms in the field."

Jiang Luo frowned, "Sit."

Mother Jiang laughed and went to wash her hands, "My son is such a nice man, he will love his wife when he gets married."

Jiang Luo is not very good at kneading dough, but he can knead it. He rolled up his sleeves and kneaded.

Mother Jiang: "Where do I want to find a wife in the future, here or there."

Jiang Luo: "I don't really want to look for it."

Mother Jiang didn't believe it at all, "You should be anxious if you can't find a girlfriend in college, you don't want to find one yet."

Jiang Luo smiled, but said nothing.

Mother Jiang sat on a bench beside her, "You haven't said what you were doing just now."

Jiang Luo: "Say Happy New Year to your friends."

Mother Jiang: "Which friend?"

"Just a friend."

"I know friends, girlfriends? You can't fall in love early, you know, your dad will beat you to death."

Jiang Luo felt helpless, "No."

Mother Jiang: "Then which friend do you say it is?"

Jiang Luo's good mood of texting with Ye He was gone just now. Jiang's mother was suspicious and possessive. In the past few years, Jiang Luo's QQ WeChat was with her, and she had to read his chat records every day. , Seeing that some classmates didn’t like Moments, they would delete them. Later, Jiang Luo bought a mobile phone and changed all the passwords, but as long as Jiang’s mother asked about these things again, he still felt uncontrollably uncomfortable and irritable.

"Friend, don't ask."

Mother Jiang heard the coldness in his voice, and didn't want to be angry, so she stopped asking, "Anyway, don't fall in love early, you will be beaten to death if you are found out."

Jiang Luo didn't respond, kneaded the dough into shape, kneaded it for a while, covered it with the lid, then stood in front of the sink and slowly rubbed the dough on his hands.

The small kitchen was quiet and silent, but the voices in the east room were loud, and they laughed happily. Jiang's mother got up and took out the dumpling stuffing, and added a large pot of water. Jiang Luo came over and put the pot on the induction cooker.

Mother Jiang: "Let's do it."

Jiang Luo hummed.

After making a few bags, the door of the small kitchen was pushed open, Father Jiang poked his head in, with a smile on his face, "Is it ready?"

Mother Jiang: "How can it be so fast."

Father Jiang: "Then hurry up, brother said he's hungry too."

Jiang's mother suddenly became angry, "Hurry up, let me make dumplings for the New Year's Eve, but he is still hungry, let his own wife make it!"

Father Jiang was in a good mood and smiled, "You are my good wife, hurry up, Jiang Luo, help your mother."

Mother Jiang: "Is he helping me without seeing him?!"

Father Jiang hurried back to continue talking to them, waved his hand and left.

Jiang's mother was very angry, and she was afraid of hurting the baby, so she managed to suppress her anger, but she still couldn't help but swear, "Every time I come back, I cook in the kitchen, just like their servants. That one is hungry, let me cook for them, those two don't move, I'm still pregnant."

"Your father is a bitch, he is rushing to lick his two elder brothers! Is he looking at him seriously or is he taking him seriously?"

Jiang Luo silently rolled out some dough and made dumplings, but Jiang's mother snatched his dough, "I'll make it, you can just roll it."

After wrapping a few, Jiang's mother sighed, "I don't want to talk about this during the Chinese New Year, so I'll be angry with myself."

Jiang Luo: "I'm going to grandma's house tomorrow."

Jiang's mother snorted coldly, "Tomorrow afternoon your dad will have to yell and leave, dead man, he will surround his parents and won't let me talk to my parents, and he yells to go back after a few days, selfish. "

Jiang Luo comforted her, "You can stay longer this time, if he wants to leave, let him go first, we can stay for a few more days."

Jiang's mother held the dumplings without making a sound. Jiang's father said to go, and she lost her temper, but she had to follow, otherwise the neighbors would say that it would be ugly.

Jiang Luo glanced at her and continued rolling out the dough.

Every year when I come back during the Chinese New Year, it’s not going my way. My grandparents don’t like their mother and son. Although they are very close on the surface, they are always picky and make people feel uncomfortable. I specially make a bowl of pigskin. I remember you like it the most. After eating this, Jiang's mother made a good meal and brought it to the dining table. They ate the pickled vegetables they made by themselves. They didn't buy New Year's snacks. A bag of melon seeds and a bag of peanuts were put in their back room. Eat, Jiang Luo didn't care about these things, he didn't even feel it when he was a child, it was Jiang's mother who talked a lot, and he realized it, it's like this, people on Jiang's father's side don't like them, so they are also in the kitchen during the Chinese New Year.

But it was all like this, and Mother Jiang didn't fight back.

After a long time, Jiang Luo didn't bother to say anything, just like now, Jiang's mother cursed, but she still turned to Jiang's father in her heart, there was no way he could protect her.

"Let me come down, you go out for a walk."

Mother Jiang stretched her waist, "I'll just walk in here, it's too cold outside."

Jiang Luo hummed, "Be careful."

Jiang's mother smiled, "Don't worry so much, don't people who are more than 50 abroad still give birth?"

Jiang Luo looked at the yellow and black wall with no expression on his face, "We still have to pay attention."

He couldn't say like all ordinary people, pregnant women are the biggest, and they should be treated well.

After talking about Jiang's mother, she probably laughed too.

The dumplings are ready, there are two big bowls, Mother Jiang asked Jiang Luo if he wanted to eat, Jiang Luo shook his head and went out.

"Where are you going?"

"Buy firecrackers and set them off."

"Your grandpa bought a long bunch."

Jiang Luo sighed silently, turned around, "I just want to get some air."

See if Ye He fell asleep after eating the cake, if not, I want to chat with him, New Year's Eve.

The canteen is on the street. He went to buy ten fireworks and a lighter. When he saw the cigarettes on the cabinet, he stopped and didn’t buy. Everyone in this street knew him. If he bought it now, he might be told tomorrow. Father Jiang, said thank you, took the fireworks and left.

It's too cold here at night, Jiang Luo found a leeward one, lit the fireworks, and swayed them. It was very beautiful, but it burned out in just a few seconds.

Jiang Luo clicked another one, took out his phone and took a video for Ye He.

Ye He replied almost instantly:

-nice!

Jiang Luo laughed and made a voice call: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Ye He: "Not sleepy."

"Okay." Jiang Luo handed the remaining eight sticks to a child, "Here you are."

The child was pleasantly surprised, "Thank you brother."

Jiang Luo played with the lighter and asked, "Is the cake delicious?"

Ye He heard the sound of the lighter and hesitated, "It's delicious, you..."

Jiang Luo laughed, "I'm almost an adult, is it surprising that I can smoke?"

Ye He: "No, I just want to say don't smoke too much, that stuff hurts your body and costs money."

Jiang Luo: "Well, you're right."

"Not smoking, just playing."

Ye He's voice was filled with a smile, "Yeah." After a pause, he added, "Good boy."

Jiang Luo laughed, "What did you call me?"

Ye He pretended to be confused, "Did I call you? No, you heard wrong."

Jiang Luo smiled even wider, "You have."

"Oh, then I probably mean that the weather is fine tonight."

Jiang Luo looked up and smiled, "The moon on my side is very big and beautiful."

There was no sound on the other side of the conversation, Jiang Luo was puzzled, "What's wrong, fell asleep?"

In a hotel in H city which was almost two thousand kilometers away from him, Ye He was lying on the bed and clutching his heart, feeling that he was not well and was about to die. After that New Year's greeting, Jiang Luo said that the moon was beautiful.

Isn't the language pretty good!Don't you know that saying that the moonlight is beautiful is equal to confessing your love!No!Know!! !

He really couldn't take it anymore.

What should I do if I have an impulsive showdown?

Ye He blushed and rubbed the bed sheet, his fingers were numb, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Hey, Jiang Luo, I said before that I would tell you about my parents when I have time, do you remember?"

He just tried it first.

The author has something to say:

It seems that we can reach the V line!Hey, finally, I'll save some drafts, if Tuesday doesn't arrive, then... bad, let's continue to update, unlucky physique, get used to it.

Thank you for the landmines of Shuci, and Shen Xiaoru for the nutrient solution~ Thank you very much, bow.