Ruyan

After a few days of warm weather, it turned cold again.The light of morning came later and later, people followed God's will to postpone their living time, and it was rare for street vendors to get a good night's sleep for an extra half an hour.

Winter and snow are a season that slows down time.

But this winter, Mu Yan really felt faster than in previous years.

When the sun rises again tomorrow, it will be the twelfth lunar month.

The end of the year is approaching.

After school this day, he ignored Wei Lianshuo's sticky eyes and went home resolutely.

Since Wei Lianshuo had tasted the benefits that day, he would pick him up and run to his bedroom whenever he had the opportunity. Mu Yan's weak resistance was completely ineffective. Coming out of the room, when Ah Jiu and Ah Liu saw him, they just glanced at him quickly, then bowed their heads and left.

He didn't quite understand what was going on.Until one time, his clothes were messed up by Wei Lianshuo, and he went to tidy up in front of the mirror, and then he saw his appearance clearly, and immediately understood: the lips of the person in the mirror were red and slightly swollen, and even his face was rosy. too normal.No wonder Ah Jiu Ah Liu didn't go.

Today, Wei Lianshuo was going to repeat his old tricks, so Mu Yan finally had time to run away.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and this time of the year is Mu Yan's busiest time.People in Xicheng love sweets, and there are always sweet pastries on the New Year's table, among which sweet-scented osmanthus cake is the best. At the end of last year, he didn't go to the stall, he just accepted all kinds of reservations and was already dizzy.But thanks to the busy time at the end of the year, the New Year's Eve dinner between him and Uncle Lin was a lot more grand.

This year it doesn't have to be so busy.

As soon as Mu Yan stepped into the West Street, he was dragged into the store by the money shopkeeper of the rice shop. He said with a sad face, Xiaoyan, you are not making cakes anymore?

Mu Yan thought for a while, and answered cautiously, probably not doing it this year.

Shopkeeper Qian's expression became even worse when he heard this, and he said, "Oh, I'm used to eating cakes made by you, and it's a world of difference to try other cakes."He sighed, alas, what can we do this Chinese New Year.

At this time, his little granddaughter ran out of the house again. Every time she saw Mu Yan, she would pester and play around, and this time was no exception.

brother, brother.The little guy yelled and held Mu Yan's leg tightly with open hands. Mu Yan couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to hold her in his arms.

She was dishonest when she was picked up, and she touched Mu Yan's face with her hand, and Mu Yan laughed amused by her.

In the past few years, he has also received help from various households on West Street. Without them, his business may not be able to survive.He said, Mr. Qian, how about it, I still have some materials on hand, I will make a cake in a few days, and give it to you for the Chinese New Year.

Shopkeeper Qian was naturally overjoyed. He ordered his assistant to fetch some rice and asked Mu Yan to take it back.

From the intersection to the end of the road, Mu Yan's hands were already full of various things, such as rice, bean sprouts, tofu, pork, and vegetables. He had no choice but to step on the door with his foot, hoping that Uncle Lin could hear.

When Uncle Lin opened the door and saw that he had taken so many things, he was also surprised, and quickly helped him take some.

Mu Yan said to him, Grandpa, we should buy some New Year's goods when we have time.

Uncle Lin was very happy when he heard that Mu Yan was going to study with the Wei family. He felt from the bottom of his heart that Mu Yan was born to study, but he suffered a lot of grievances due to his ill-fated fate. Now he has the opportunity On the right path, he patted Mu Yan on the shoulder and said, Xiaoyan, just go to study, don't worry about the family expenses, the old man has savings.

Mu Yan was moved in his heart, he didn't say that the accompanying students were actually paid.Moreover, perhaps because of Wei Lianshuo, the salary he got was much more than expected.But Butler Xu said it was Master Wei's order, so he didn't refuse any more.

The next day was the first big gathering before the New Year's Eve in Xicheng.

From early in the morning, the small town suddenly became lively.From West Street to Dongtou, and from south to north, the whole town is filled with the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.Even though it was a very cold day in the twelfth lunar month of winter, people in Xicheng still squeezed out of their homes to catch the first big fair.

Even Master Wei sent someone to report that classes will be suspended for the next day.

Taking advantage of this free time, Mu Yan can just go with Uncle Lin to buy some new year's items.

Neither of them likes to be lively. Hearing the noise outside the house early in the morning, the two of them were late and late, and they didn't go out until Sishi, but the street was still full of people.After all, Mu Yan was worried about Uncle Lin's health. He was over seventy years old and sent him back home.

I made a detour to the East Street to buy some more dried osmanthus. I made a basket of osmanthus cakes and gave them to everyone a year ago.

This small street is remote, and he doesn't go there often. When he came this time, he found that there was an extra greenhouse at the end. He was about to leave, but he saw Mr. Wen walking out of it.

He was instructing his buddies to move a few large pots of grass and trees, and it seemed that he was going to move them to his own house.

Mr. Wen.Mu Yan greeted him.

Wen Yunkai nodded slightly, Mu Yan was about to back away, but he heard him say, Zixi, you came just in time, and there are not enough people, why don't you help me?

Mu Yan had no choice but to agree.

Wen Yunkai is not unreasonable either, he moved a bigger pot by himself and walked tremblingly.Mu Yan felt strange and didn't dare to ask more questions, but just walked quietly.

There are many encounters on narrow roads, and at the end of the small street, we ran into Wei Lianshuo who had slipped out to hang out again. Behind that familiar figure was another person, it was Fang Jianxin.

Wei Lianshuo was reluctantly pulled out by Fang Jianxin. He was going to find Mu Yan, but he was looking for an excuse to throw him away when he saw him.I saw Mu Yan struggling to lift a flower pot and put it on the ground. He walked over quickly and said, what are you doing?

Wen Yunkai's cold voice came from behind, helping me move the flowers.

Wei Lianshuo got angry when he saw him, and was about to explode, but his friend grabbed his sleeve.

When Fang saw the letter and saw the beauty, he was flirtatious, and it was the same at this moment. He took a few steps forward.

Wen Yunkai has no interest in this kind of little devil, he just said, my surname is Wen and my name is Yue.

Fang Jianxin was stunned, and quickly said, it turned out to be Mr. Yun Kai, disrespectful and disrespectful.

Wei Lianshuo looked at his friend and felt that his eyes were really crooked, he was so attentive to that cold-faced man, he didn't bother to care, he just said to Mu Yan, are you tired?I'm going to call someone to help you.

It's just that his concern wasn't in place yet, Fang Jianxin had already sent someone there, and after a while, a group of servants came pushing a small cart.Fang Jianxin looked at Wen Yun and opened the way, sir, you don't have to be polite, I have admired your name for a long time, it's rare to see him, it's just a little effort.

Wen Yunkai is also a strange person, so he agreed unceremoniously.

Fang Jianxin pulled Wei Lianshuo aside and blamed him, hey, you didn't say that Mr. Yun Kai is such a beauty.

Wei Lianshuo wanted to knock his friend's head open to see how many catties of water had been poured into it. He said, wake up, that's Wen Yue.Then ignore him.

Fang Jianxin licked his lips on the spot.

That's what makes it interesting.

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Ah, the archives are completely gone.Last night, I started to code and post.Babies who read the article really don’t come to communicate

——From a small remnant in the heart of a person who works silently