The troops have to celebrate the New Year. Wei Jianwei has recently been idle and spending more time at home. It just so happens that He Xiaoyun has menstruation again these few days. For many things, he will not let her do it and do it himself.

During the New Year in the North, he asked for fried meatballs. He Xiaoyun went to the countryside and asked Xu Lanxiang for advice. Wei Jianwei instructed Wei Jianwei to fry a basket of pork and radish meatballs, and fried their southern rice candy. Two snacks, one sweet and the other salty, were sought after by several children.

In this kind of weather, the cat could not be more comfortable eating snacks while roasting by the stove. If it weren't for the fear of teaching the children, He Xiaoyun would like to move the food to the bed.

She has finished reading the two books of her own. It’s not easy to go out these days. Without going to the bookstore, she has been dealing with woolen yarn **** all day long. She has knitted a scarf, sweater and woolen trousers, a hat for Wei Yuanhang, and Wei Jianwei’s gloves and earmuffs. Two days, I was removing a sweater that the child was wearing, and planned to add some thread and knit a waistcoat for Wei Jianwei.

Leisurely, it's New Year's Eve.

He Xiaoyun brought hot water, bathed Wei Yuanhang, and put on a new cotton coat.

"The new clothes can't get dirty, nor can you run downstairs to play in the snow, do you know?" She asked the child.

Wei Yuanhang nodded vigorously, "I'm playing with Rongrong and won't go downstairs."

"Auntie and they are busy, don't make trouble."

"I know." The little fat man responded, and the person had already ran to the next door.

Seeing him out, He Xiaoyun and Wei Jianwei began to prepare New Year's Eve dinner.

Pork, chicken, and fish may not be considered rich, but they have everything they should.

Wei Jianwei took the knife and neatly chopped the chicken into small pieces.

The chicken was bought a few days ago, ready to kill, don’t worry about it breaking, this season, the windowsill is a natural cold storage.

Seeing his quick movements and cold expression, He Xiaoyun thought about the embarrassment that he was at her mother's house a few months ago, chasing the big **** all over the yard, and could not help teasing: "I didn't buy live chickens, are you loose? Took a big breath?"

Wei Jianwei glanced at her, did not speak, but suddenly came over, kissed her on the lips, then stood up straight, and continued to chop the chicken coldly.

He Xiaoyun was caught off guard and was kissed. It happened that after he finished kissing, she still looked as if nothing had happened. She stared for a while, then started to pinch his waist and said, "Let you pretend. "

Wei Jianwei's waist muscles shook sharply, and the chicken in his hand almost slipped out.

Unexpectedly, his reaction was so big, He Xiaoyun seemed to have discovered New World, with a malicious smile on her face, "Are you ticklish?"

As soon as the voice fell, she attacked again, coming with both hands, pinching each of his waists, and scratching his ribs in a strange way.

"Is it itchy? Is it itchy?"

Wei Jianwei finally couldn't stretch himself, dropped the knife, turned around, with one arm, trapped the naughty person in his arms.

"Hahahaha...You are actually ticklish!" He Xiaoyun was so happy that she rarely had the upper hand in front of the other party.

Wei Jianwei looked at her helplessly and said, "Don't make trouble."

She spit out her tongue at him, "Who is making trouble with you, I just ask if you are itchy."

As he said, he tickled again, and ran away happily before he acted.

As soon as she ran out of the kitchen, she saw Xu Lanxiang walking in with a bowl of dumplings.

Earlier, He Xiaoyun said that she was not good at making dumplings, so Xu Lanxiang told her not to worry, and her family would make more of her.

"Thank you sister-in-law." He Xiaoyun hurriedly took it over.

"I heard you laughing outside the door, why is it so happy?" Xu Lanxiang asked when they looked at them.

He Xiaoyun put the dumplings on the table, took a look at Wei Jianwei, and said with a smile, "I am laughing at him, such a big person is actually ticklish."

Xu Lanxiang screamed, and the ending sounded long.

He Xiaoyun just had a bad premonition, so she heard her say: "Everyone says that ticklish men love their daughter-in-law. No wonder you are so happy for Xiaoyun."

"Sister-in-law!" He Xiaoyun said straight, "I didn't mean that, don't guess."

Xu Lanxiang said with a smile: "This kind of thing still needs to be guessed, isn't it everyone's eyes?"

He Xiaoyun didn’t know what to say, so she quickly changed the subject, took out a bottle of cans from the cabinet, and said, “I bought two bottles that day, and this one is for Rongrong and the others to eat.”

"I don't want it," Xu Lanxiang waved her hand, turned her head and walked out, "You keep it for Xiao Hang."

He Xiaoyun chased up, "It's not for you, but for the children. Take it quickly, or I'll send it to your house."

The two pushed for a while, Xu Lanxiang couldn't, so she had to accept it, "Really...this thing is so expensive, it's wasted to eat it for them, don't buy it next time."

"I know, once a year." He Xiaoyun responded readily.

As night was approaching, the New Year's Eve dinner was ready, and Wei Yuanhang was called back from next door, and a family of three sat at the table.

"Wow, there are so many delicious foods today!" The child exclaimed and sniffed exaggeratedly.

He Xiaoyun prepared three cups and poured a cup of canned soup for herself and Wei Yuanhang, and Wei Jianwei had a glass of wine in front of him. She raised the cup, touched the two of them separately, and said, "Happy New Year to us, cheers!"

"Cheers." Wei Jianwei clinked glasses with her and drank a drink, but his eyes fell on her, with a smile in his eyes.

"Cheers!" The little fat man was holding the cup with a look of excitement, he drank the sweet soup, and put the cup on the table boldly, "Mom, I want more!"

He Xiaoyun took away his cup and gave him a dumpling, "Eat first, then drink after eating."

"All right."

After she finished picking up the child, she turned around and saw that there was also a dumpling in her bowl. She looked at Wei Jianwei and found that the other person was also looking at her.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, He Xiaoyun understood what he meant and gave him a dumpling amusedly, "The chopsticks are in your own hands, do you want me to feed you?"

"Also." Wei Jianwei nodded.

"I want to be beautiful!" He Xiaoyun gave him another clip, "Hurry up and eat, you are not even as good as Hanghang."

Next, as long as she gave Wei Yuanhang some food, she must give Wei Jianwei another one, otherwise, he would stare at her, very naive.

After eating and tidying up, a family of three sat by the stove to guard the year.

He Xiaoyun hugged Wei Yuanhang on her lap and read to him with a storybook.

The coal stove was not free to burn. There was hot water on it, and pine nuts were roasted in the gap. Wei Jianwei took a chopstick and flicked it, listening to her reading the story, peeling a few pine nuts and handing it to her mouth from time to time.

There was a sound of firecrackers in the distance. He Xiaoyun happened to finish reading a story and asked the child: "Do you know why firecrackers are set off during the Chinese New Year?"

Wei Yuanhang shook his head, "Why?"

"Because in the past, there was a monster called Nian, and every year at the end of the year, he would go to the village to make trouble... The crackling sound scared Nian away, so later on, everyone would set off firecrackers on that day and call this the New Year. ."

After hearing this, Wei Yuanhang squeezed his small fist and said, "Nian is a big badass!"

He Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Yes, but it has been driven away by people, so I don't dare to come again."

After reading two more stories, the child became sleepy, He Xiaoyun put him on the bed, and then returned to the stove, preparing to continue to watch the year.

Before sitting down, Wei Jianwei suddenly grabbed his waist and fell onto his lap.

She was startled, and subconsciously grasped his arm, after slowing down, she hit him, "Can't you tell me in advance?"

Wei Jianwei buried his face on her neck and said, drunk a glass of white wine during the meal. At this time, there was still a bit of alcohol in the breath he exhaled.

The two of them were awake in the room. He wanted to hug, and He Xiaoyun would go with him. She was used to it anyway, and she leaned back and leaned on her generous chest.

The fire in the stove was reddish, and the sound of firecrackers outside the window came from nowhere. He Xiaoyun was slightly surprised.

When I was young, I always looked forward to the New Year. When I grew up, I felt that year after year, time flies by, and the years have slipped away without waiting for you to catch anything.

But this year is the most special one in her history.

A year ago, she was alone in the hospital, counting with her fingers how long she would die. Today, one year later, she has a healthy body, a family, a partner, and children, and many years to come. , They will all spend it together.

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Jianwei said.

He Xiaoyun squeezed his hand around her waist and said, "I'm thinking, it's great to be like this now."

Wei Jianwei kissed her on the cheek without speaking.

There was an impulse in He Xiaoyun's heart, and she wanted to ask if he knew who she was? Did you find that she was different from the original one? When was it discovered? What does he think about this?

She even wanted to tell him where she came from, and she wanted to talk to him about her despair when she was alone and waiting for death, as well as the joy and troubles after being born, and her vision for the future... She has many things that she can't talk to anyone. , I don’t know if I can tell him.

But in the end, this impulse was suppressed again.

Maybe one day in the future, she will confess, but not now.

Wei Yuanhang let out a babble on the bed, and He Xiaoyun turned her head and looked at it, and then turned back again when he saw that he was still asleep.

As the night got deeper, she said: "Should we also sleep?"

I have been accustomed to going to bed early, and it is not easy to watch until twelve o'clock at night.

Wei Jianwei answered his mouth, but did not let her get up. He kissed her on the cheek just now, and his lips never left. The fine kiss fell on the corner of her mouth for a while, and then fell on her lips for a while.

He Xiaoyun rubbed him a little bit, reached out and patted him on the face, trying to push people away, "Why are you like a puppy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that the palm of her hand had been licked. She immediately retracted her hand and said in a bad mood: "Are you drunk?"

She was mocking him, but Wei Jianwei nodded confidently and said, "Yes, I'm drunk."

He Xiaoyun glared at the cheeky man and couldn't speak. She only drank a glass of wine, and it had been two or three hours after drinking. She was not drunk just now, but now she is drunk. She is still drunk to behave as a gangster. Do you want to be shameless?