sinovels Chapter 17
Chapter 17
I just need to be with Chenchen.
Early the next morning, that is, New Year's Eve, Lu Yanchen found that it had snowed all night last night, and the window was covered with a vast expanse of white, as if coated with a thick layer of cream.
Lu Yanchen couldn't help jumping out of bed excitedly, and ran to the window to have a look. He lived in a seaside city in his previous life and rarely had the chance to see snow, let alone such deep snow.
At this moment, he was finally like a child, unable to resist sharing the novelty he discovered with his friends. He pointed to the snow outside the window and said to Song Qingshi, "Brother, it's snowing outside."
Song Qingshi also stood by the window with him looking at the snow outside the window, his face was also full of novelty.
Lu Yanchen said: "Brother, let's go down and play in the snow."
"Ah."
The two put on their down jackets and ran out excitedly.
Last night's snow was about a few centimeters thick, and when one stepped on it, there was a deep footprint.
Lu Yanchen squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow with his hands, and felt the temperature of the snow.
He turned his head to look at Song Qingshi. Song Qingshi was standing in the middle of the snow field. There were still some light snow scattered in the sky at the moment. Song Qingshi looked up curiously, as if he wanted to see where they came from.
He was wearing a silver-gray hooded down jacket with a thick circle of down trimmed around the brim of the hat.The down jacket looked a bit baggy on him, making his legs wearing jeans extremely slender.
I don't know why, other people's down jackets will look bloated and bulky, but he has an indescribable lightness when he wears them.
At this moment, he was standing blankly on the snow, with a dazed expression on his face. A few scattered snowflakes fell on his soft hair, looking like an angel abandoned by God.
Beautiful, fragile, pitiable.
Lu Yanchen's eyes paused, he shook the snow in his hand, then raised his hand, and threw the snowball in his hand to Song Qingshi.
Song Qingshi didn't react at all, he was hit by his snowball, and the soft snow ball scattered on him as soon as it hit him, splashing snow all over his body.
Song Qingshi looked at him blankly, it took him several seconds to react, shook his head, and shook the snow off his body.
Then he squatted down slowly, and also gathered a ball of snow, and threw it at Lu Yanchen.
The two played snowball fights, but Lu Yanchen ran away every time before he hit him, but Song Qingshi was hit by him every time, and his body and hair were covered with snow.
In the end, Lu Yanchen felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to bully him. He walked up to him, dusted off the snow on his body, and said with a smile, "Brother, why is he always slow, how stupid."
Song Qingshi bulged his cheeks a little dissatisfied, squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it at Lu Yanchen.
Lu Yanchen stood on the spot and was hit by him. He shook the snow and said, "Brother cheated."
Song Qingshi hummed softly, who told you I was stupid.
After the snowball fight, the two built a snowman together, with a round head and a round belly, with two small stones as eyes and a small wooden stick as a mouth. It has no nose, which is quite funny.
At this time, Song Qingshi gathered up the snow again, preparing to build another snowman.
Lu Yanchen said: "Brother still wants to pile up another one? I'll help too."
Song Qingshi nodded: "Well, one snowman is too lonely, two of them can be a companion together."
After stacking, the two squatted in front of the snowman to appreciate their own works, and when they saw where it was not perfect, they added a ball of snow to it.
At this time, a strange voice suddenly came from the next yard: "Lu Yanchen."
Lu Yanchen looked in the direction of the voice, a man about the same age as Lu Chenglin was shoveling snow in the yard, and beside him were two children, a boy and a girl, both about the same age as Lu Yanchen.
The man waved at Lu Yanchen and said, "Come here, I'll give you candy."
Although Lu Yanchen had no impression of him, from the chat between Lu Chenglin and his grandparents last night, he knew that the person in front of him was Lu Chenglin's cousin, his cousin - Lu Chengyin.
After all, he is an elder. Although he has no interest in sugar, he still passed.
Song Qingshi was his little tail and went with him.
Lu Chengyin threw a candy to each of them. He supported the broom, looked down at him, and said, "Lu Yanchen, do you still remember me?"
Lu Yanchen looked up at him and said, "Cousin."
Lu Chengyin is more handsome than Lu Chenglin, but he has a more evil spirit than him, and looks like the kind who has been in society.
Seeing that he still remembered himself, Lu Chengyin couldn't help rubbing his head, and asked casually, "How old are you this year?"
Lu Yanchen replied honestly, "Six years old."
Lu Chengyin asked again: "Have you gone to school yet?"
Lu Yanchen said: "Going on, now in the first grade."
Lu Chengyin smiled, he glanced at Song Qingshi suddenly, and said, "Whose child is this?"
Lu Yanchen thought he didn't know Song Qingshi, so he introduced to him: "This is my brother, his name is Song Qingshi."
"Brother?" Lu Chengyin snorted, and suddenly said in an unscrupulous tone: "Why do you look so girlish, when you grow up, be my Binbin's little wife."
Lu Yanchen was just about to answer, but he didn't want to be preempted by Song Qingshi. He said with a serious face: "I don't want to be Binbin's little wife, I want to be Chenchen's little wife."
Lu Chengyin was instantly amused by him, and couldn't stand up straight: "This kid is quite interesting..."
Lu Yanchen blushed, what nonsense he was talking about, he didn't want to deal with these filthy adults anymore, he said vaguely "We're going back first", then grabbed Song Qingshi's hand and turned his head just run.
After they returned to their grandparents' house, Lu Yanchen stopped and preached to Song Qingshi like a little adult: "Brother, if someone says such things to you in the future, just ignore him, some people just like to joke... "
"Some jokes can't be played casually..."
"And brother, do you know what "little daughter-in-law" means..."
Song Qingshi didn't seem to listen to his words at all, he was competing with the candy Lu Chengyin threw to him.
I don't know if his hands were frozen from playing in the snow before, or this candy is so difficult to peel, he hasn't peeled the candy for a long time.
Lu Yanchen looked at him with some anxiety for a moment, took his candy away from his hand, peeled off the candy wrapper for him, and then fed the milk candy inside into his mouth.
Song Qingshi put the toffee into his mouth, chewed it, and then looked at him with squinted eyes.
Lu Yanchen looked at him now as if he was watching some romantic drama heroine, the kind who was sold and counted the money, so he couldn't help complaining: "Stupid and sweet."
"What?" He didn't understand this sentence, and with sugar in his mouth, his speech became a little vague.
"It's nothing."
……
At three or four in the afternoon, the New Year's Eve dinner begins.
After lighting a bunch of firecrackers outside, Lu Chenglin closed the door and announced to everyone, "Dinner is ready."
There was a table full of dishes on the table, and a glass of wine was placed in front of the adults. The two children, Lu Yanchen and Song Qingshi, could only drink drinks. Liu Mei asked Lu Yanchen to toast and say blessings to his grandparents, and Lu Chenglin asked Song Qingshi to toast with him. .
After eating, everyone chatted for a while, and then went about their own business. Lu Yanchen and Song Qingshi sat in the stove room and ate New Year's goods while watching TV.
At this time, Liu Mei in the bedroom suddenly called out: "Lu Yanchen, come here for me."
Lu Yanchen and Song Qingshi looked at each other, shouted "Come", and got up to go out.
Liu Mei called him not for anything else, but to give him a red envelope. She held him in her arms and rubbed him, saying: "My son is one year older this year."
Lu Yanchen took a look at the red envelope and said, "Brother, don't you have one?"
Liu Mei rolled his eyes at him and said, "He's not my son, why should I give it to him?"
Lu Yanchen had no choice but to say: "Okay, thank you mom."
He walked out of the room, opened the red envelope and looked at it. Liu Mei had always been generous to him, and this year she gave him 600 yuan.
After a while he went into the fire room with his hands behind his back.
Song Qingshi blinked at him, and asked curiously, "What did Auntie ask you to go out for?"
Lu Yanchen walked in front of him, with both hands formed a red envelope from behind, stuffed it into his hand, and said: "Mom gave us a red envelope, this is my brother's."
Song Qingshi held the red envelope like a hot potato, and said in disbelief, "Is this for me?"
Lu Yanchen lied without blushing or heartbeat, and he said without blinking: "Yes, I also have one, and we are three hundred each."
He saw that he was holding the red envelope in both hands, and there was an obvious look of surprise on that face that was burned red by the stove. He couldn't bear his surprise to be punctured, so he said: "Brother, put away the red envelope, if you are not careful It’s not good to lose it.”
"En." Song Qingshi found his small schoolbag, and carefully put the red envelope into the interlayer of the schoolbag.
Lu Yanchen watched him hide the red envelope so that it would not be easy to be discovered.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, everyone started to set off fireworks.
The sound of fireworks one after another sounded all around, not only from one's own house, but also from other people's house.
One after another, colorful fireworks rushed into the sky, and then exploded, dyeing the night sky with brilliant colors.
Lu Yanchen and Song Qingshi were forbidden to get close to the fireworks and could only watch from a distance, but they were allowed to play fairy wands.
The two squatted in front of the yard, lit the fairy wand, and the fairy wand immediately emitted a crackling white flame.
In the night, the crackling white flames illuminated the faces of the two of them, and Lu Yanchen's eyes reflected the jumping flames, and said, "Brother, do you have any wishes for the new year?"
Song Qingshi looked at the fairy sticks that were ignited bit by bit, and said softly: "I just need to be with Chenchen."
The author says:
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