Early the next morning, Mo Suyuan cooked sugar porridge and fried rice cakes. When Xie Meng arrived, he received a very enthusiastic hug.

"I feel like you've grown taller again." Mo Suyuan smiled and said, "Have you worked hard in Beijing?"

Ji Qinyang picked up a piece of rice cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Mom, when you meet someone of my age, everyone says that the parents are tall, are I short of your son?"

Mo Suyuan exclaimed him: "When did I say you are short?"

Xie Meng also smiled: "Auntie is still so young and beautiful."

"Ouch." Mo Suyuan covered her face: "This child is so good at speaking."

Ji Shanrong went to climb the mountain again before the New Year and took back a pile of strange-shaped stones. Now when he is free, he will fiddle with the stones, draw and write on them, collect them himself or give them to others.

Mo Suyuan bought the dan paper and ordered Ji Qinyang and Ji Shanrong to write couplets together.

"Do you write it directly?" Xie Meng didn't understand, so he could only look at it: "Don't you need to check it?"

Ji Qinyang was inscribed: "What to check?"

Xie Meng wasn't sure: "...Look at how they wrote it?"

Ji Qinyang rolled up his sleeves and picked up the size of a brush: "The couplet is very simple, just be auspicious." He glanced at Xie Meng: "You can help me grind ink?"

Ji Qinyang finally wrote four couplets and posted them on the gate and on the door of his room.

"The first time I saw you writing calligraphy." Xie Meng sighed.

Ji Qinyang smiled while sticking out: "Isn't he very handsome?"

"Yeah." Xie Meng thought for a while: "From the future, my family will prepare a table table for you to practice calligraphy."

Ji Qinyang was happy: "I learned money-burning things for a long time."

Xie Meng reached out and rubbed the back of his head: "Don't worry, I can support you."

Post couplets and make dumplings, Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong gave Xie Meng a red envelope each.

"Happy New Year." The couple had a duet.

Xie Meng hurriedly said, "Happy New Year."

During dinner, Ji Shanrong took out the wine and signaled Ji Qinyang to pour it on. The two of them clinked their glasses.

"A man is a man when you go to college." Ji Shanrong said lightly: "Whatever you want to do and what you should do, you must make your own decision. Dad supports you."

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "Thank you, dad."

Ji Shanrong: "You have to drink it even if you are drunk, do it!"

Ji Qinyang let out the white wine in the cup in one breath. Mo Suyuan, who was so fast, was a little scared by him: "Can you do it? You haven't drunk like this before. Don't get drunk for a while."

"It's drunk!" Ji Shanrong waved his hand without caring: "It's okay at home again, I'm sleeping when I'm drunk, I'll help you take care of me."

Xie Meng agreed to say ok, and when he turned around, he saw Ji Qinyang's eyes were a little straight.

"...It's too hard to drink." Ji Qinyang shook his head, and he laughed himself: "I'm a little dizzy."

Xie Meng helped him: "Do you want to go to bed?"

Ji Qinyang shook his head, he took the chopsticks to pick up the food, ate a bowl of rice, and finally drank no soup left.

The TV was on, and the Spring Festival Gala was being held inside. Ji Shanrong and Mo Suyuan occasionally talked and chatted with a cup to drink wine. At first glance, they saw that they were very close couples. They would hold hands under the table and talked with each other with their faces.

Ji Qinyang put his shoulder on Xie Meng and touched the boy's earlobe with one hand.

Mo Suyuan looked at her son with little confidence: "If you are drunk, go to bed. Do you want some tea?"

Ji Qinyang simply leaned his head on Xie Meng's back and replied half a beat slower: "Drink Biluochun."

Mo Suyuan got up and went to soak for him, Xie Meng half-carried Ji Qinyang and got up: "I'll take him to bed."

"It's trouble." Ji Shanrong said with a smile: "Let his mother bring the tea later."

Ji Qinyang's room was on the second floor, and there were two quilts on the bed. Xie Meng had half of it, took off his clothes and stuffed them into the quilt. Ji Qinyang kept looking at Xie Meng with his eyes open from beginning to end, and didn't know whether he was drunk or not. He seemed to be sober and not.

Xie Meng coaxed him: "I'm going to bed."

Ji Qinyang still refused to close his eyes and stared at Xie Meng's face stubbornly.

"What are you looking at?" Xie Meng touched the other person's hair and whispered: "Go to sleep."

Ji Qinyang stretched out his hand and hugged Xie Meng's neck: "Look at you."

Xie Meng smiled: "What's the best thing I have?"

"It looks good." Ji Qinyang muttered: "I have been watching you... I'm afraid I'll lose money if I see it less."

Xie Meng didn't say anything. He pressed against Ji Qinyang's forehead and said slowly: "Go to sleep, get up tomorrow and watch it."

Ji Qinyang obediently closed his eyes. Xie Meng later, after a while, he confirmed that he was asleep, and then carefully took the other party's arm off his neck.

The lights were not turned on in the bedroom. When Xie Meng stood up, he found that Mo Suyuan was standing at the door. The other party was not in the shadow and could not see clearly.

Xie Meng's heartbeat suddenly became faster. He didn't know how long Mo Suyuan had been looking at it and how many he saw it. The boy opened his mouth and shouted nervously: "Auntie..."

Mo Suyuan turned on the bedroom light with a "pop".

"Has he fallen asleep?" Mo Suyuan's smile was warm under the bright light. She held a cup of freshly soaked Biluochun in her hand, saying a little regretfully: "It seems that she can only wait for him to wake up before drinking."

"..." Xie Mengwei breathed a sigh of relief without checking it. He hurriedly took the teacup from Mo Suyuan's hand and whispered: "Hot, I'll get it..."

Mo Suyuan didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile.

Xie Meng: "?"

"It's getting late." Mo Suyuan said gently: "You go to bed too."

Xie Meng nodded inexplicably: "Okay..."

Mo Suyuan prepared new pajamas and toiletries for him, made a bed, and took the dirty clothes that the boy changed to prepare to wash. Xie Meng had not been taken care of so meticulously by an older woman for a long time, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. Mo Suyuan even helped him tuck the corners of the quilt at the end: "Go to sleep."

Xie Meng was buried in the quilt, his face flushed a little, and he said softly: "Thank you aunt..."

"Silly child." Mo Suyuan smiled and stroked his bangs.

Turn off the lights and cover the door for the two of them. Mo Suyuan stood by the door for a long time before walking downstairs. Ji Shanrong sat on the sofa watching TV. When she saw her coming down and looking up, she asked, "Everyone sleeps...what's wrong with you?"

Mo Suyuan shook her head, Ji Shanrong frowned slightly, and he watched his wife sit beside her and buried her face in his arms.

"What happened?" Ji Shanrong hugged Mo Suyuan's shoulder with distress: "It's the New Year, why is my ga-po unhappy?"

When Ji Qinyang woke up, he found that it was only 6 o'clock. His head hurt. He turned around and saw Xie Meng sleeping quietly beside him. Ji Qinyang looked for a while and couldn't help but reach out and touch the boy's face.

"..." Xie Meng was still confused when he opened his eyes. He fumbled to get his cell phone: "What time is it?"

Ji Qinyang smiled and kissed his nose: "It's still early, did I wake you up?"

"No." Xie Meng was about to get up and put on his coat: "I used to work and rest, so you lie down and I'll pour you water."

Ji Qinyang held him: "No need, sleep with me for a while."

Xie Meng looked at him helplessly and had to fall asleep again, and the two of them lay facing each other.

Ji Qinyang suddenly put his hands together and exhaled in his mouth, wrinkled his nose and sniffed hard: "It doesn't taste much..."

Xie Meng: "?"

Ji Qinyang pinched his chin and kissed him.

“…” Xie Meng: “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet…”

Ji Qinyang's expression was particularly serious: "I've checked it, it doesn't smell bad."

Xie Meng: “…”

When Han Dong's private car arrived, Ji Qinyang and Xie Menggang finished their breakfast, and Mo Suyuan packed the desserts they made for them to bring them.

"Wrap the scarf." Mo Suyuan reminded. She helped Xie Meng sort it out again, looked at the boy and smiled: "What a handsome guy."

Xie Meng's scarf covered most of his face and smiled embarrassedly.

Ji Qinyang put on his shoes and stood at the door waiting for him.

"My mother likes you very much." Ji Qinyang hugged Xie Meng's shoulder as soon as he went out.

Zhang Ganggang called them from afar next to Han Dong's car: "Come here quickly!"

Xie Meng waved his hand and said to Ji Qinyang: "Your parents are so nice."

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "How can I give birth to me if I don't know."

Xie Meng couldn't help laughing. He gave Ji Qinyang a crutch, and the other party responded without hesitation.

Zhang Ganggang was so anxious that he said: "Stop fighting! Get in the car quickly! I'm going to see the plum blossoms!"

Xiangxuehai in Guangfu Town, Suzhou is not well-known outside. Most of the people who come to appreciate the plum blossoms every year are locals in Suzhou, and there are even fewer people. There are not many people on the entire hillside.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan specially brought Zhuo Jinjin, and the little girl lost a lot of weight again. She was so happy to see them.

"Is Beijing fun?" Zhuo Jinjin raised his face and asked Xie Meng. Because of her physical reasons, she was held in turn by several brothers. When she entered the Meiyuan, Xie Meng changed, and the girl blushed.

"Beijing is very big." Xie Meng looked down at her gently: "Would you like to have fun in October this year?"

Zhuo Jinjin nodded: "Brother said, take me to treat the disease, can I play with it even if I treat it?"
To be continued...