Wine Stuffed Peach

Under Jiang Min's urging, the two put on down jackets and wrapped scarves, left the warm room, and plunged into the cold night outside.

Xiacheng has very strict control over fireworks and firecrackers. After walking out of the house covered with couplets and window grilles, the surrounding environment looks the same as usual. In addition, there has been no snow these days, so the New Year flavor is not very strong .

It was the first time for Ning Sui to come to Xia City, and Si Yue had lived in Nanqi City since he was a child, so he rarely came back a few times. He couldn't think of any interesting places nearby, and the two of them didn't discuss a suitable destination. So I walked slowly with my hands in my hands.

"How many days do you plan to stay at Grandpa's house?" Ning Sui asked.

He confessed to his parents about the Chinese New Year at Grandpa Siyue's house, and Ning Duan changed his plane ticket to Nanqi on the sixth day of the new year without saying a word, and said that he would follow Ning Duan when he came back. Have a good get together, father and son eat and talk.

The meaning is obvious: don't stay there any longer, you must be at home when I come back.

So Ning Sui had to leave in the third year of junior high school at the latest. If Si Yue wanted to stay here longer, then the two of them would not be able to return to Nanqi together.

"My parents are going back in the second year of junior high school, and I will be with them," Si Yue said, "You haven't watched the group these days? Lin Jiheng is almost suffocating, and he is pulling people around for dinner."

Ning Suiwenyan took out his mobile phone and clicked on the class group with the big red 999+ on it.

The people in their class are really good at chatting, the news is never broken from morning to night, and they can swipe several 999+ in a day, from complaining about cheating teammates in the game to complaining about eighth-law relatives at home, chatting with real names and anonymous chats.Pan Zhenghang was in debt, so he changed the name of the class group to Blind Love Family. As a result, some people were really deceived, and sent things from the class group to the parent group by mistake, and those who celebrated the Chinese New Year were directly moved from the genealogy to the ancestral grave.

Among this group of wild horses dancing wildly, Lin Jiheng was the only one who stood firm and unshakable, chasing after him several times a day to ask if anyone was out to play.

Ning Sui looked at the group voting, and found that there were hardly any people in the first few days of the first year, but after the sixth day, there were more people, and it was possible to gather together.

"Then shall we go back and play with them?"

"Let's play," Si Yue nodded, "but you have to do your homework first."

Ning Sui said "Oh": "Then do some math first."

After speaking, he took out a large handful of red envelopes from his pocket.

It stands to reason that red envelopes should be distributed again on the first day of the new year, but Si Yue’s grandfather’s house can’t accommodate so many people, and the relatives should leave after eating, so the red envelopes are given in advance, and Ning Sui unpacked the two stacks of red envelopes in his pocket. , Even the fingers are stained red.

"Have you counted how many?" Si Yue reached out and grabbed his arm so that he could only count the money without looking at the road. "I didn't realize you were so money-obsessed before."

"When I went out with my dad during the Chinese New Year, I could also receive a lot of red envelopes from my uncles." The brand-new red banknotes are more exciting than the monotonous numbers on WeChat and Alipay. Ning is a bit addicted to counting, "But sitting It’s the first time that the family can collect so much.”

"What should I buy?" Suddenly becoming a small upstart, Ning Sui began to think about how to spend the money, "Tell me, can our family have a dog?"

Si Yue's heart moved, and he put his hand on his neck: "You can raise a smaller one."

The house of more than 80 square meters, the two of them live in a warm little home, but if a big dog is stuffed in, it will be too crowded, and there is no time for walking.

Ning Sui thought for a while: "Look at your photo album, did you raise a Samoyed when you were young?"

"My grandpa raised it, and it disappeared when I entered junior high school. My grandpa is also getting old, so he stopped raising it later." Si Yue said.

"Since you have experience, I'll leave it to you," Ning Sui put all the money into Si Yue's pocket, and then put his hand, which had no place to rest, into his own pocket, "I now appoint you as our family member." The director of the Dog Raising Foundation, all the money belongs to you, and you don’t need to report to me.”

"I can't keep it now, but when we go to college, we can rent a house outside and keep a dog barking next to it." Ning Sui jumped on the spot, "When your feet are cold, step on it to warm yourself."

"Let's talk about it after passing the exam." Si Yue glanced at him sideways, "With your current grades, can you get into the same school as me?"

Ning Sui raised his chin: "Don't worry about that. On the day when the results are released, you can bring the dog to my house downstairs and pull down a banner, which says Congratulations to Nanqi College Entrance Exam No. [-] Scholar and Masala Dog."

The car lights came from behind, and Si Yue dragged him to the side: "You Masala dog can't cross provinces, what should you do during the winter and summer vacations? Do you take the dog home? Is it difficult to consign it? Are you reluctant to put it in a pet store? "

Ning Sui shut up for a second, unwilling to say: "Then what should I do... I just want to raise a dog."

"You can buy a rag doll dog," Si Yue seemed to be serious, "and then make a dog-scented perfume and spray it on."

Ning Sui: "...How about I learn how to bark like a dog?"

Si Yue suppressed a smile: "Okay, I'll record it for you and put it in the doll, and play it on a loop."

Ning Sui gave him a blank look, and suddenly said after a while: "I may not be able to make a dog-flavored perfume, it's too difficult."

Si Yue turned his head to look at him, and Ning Sui licked his lips: "When my nose was still good, I knew that there are no two identical things in the world, even if they come out of the same litter, they smell It's also different."

"If I were to design a dog-flavored perfume, which dog should I design it for? Should I add more fur or paws? If there is too much tongue smell, it will not smell good, and if it is too little, it will be too fake."

"Miss Tang asked me to change the bottle of pheromone perfume I gave you into ordinary perfume, but I couldn't change it. In fact, I have been thinking about how to use spices to imitate the real ever-changing aroma. I have tried many times, but the effect is not good. Okay," Ning Sui said, pointing to his nose, "I can no longer smell such a subtle difference, but I feel that imitation fragrance is more difficult than before."

"According to what you say, painters are not as good as photographers," Si Yue shook his head and said, "The pictures are definitely not as real as the pictures."

"I understand the truth. If you really want to imitate the exact same peach flavor, you might as well just squeeze a cup of peach juice and rub it on your body," Ning Sui said, sighing again, "but without the help of talent and pheromones, What if the scent that I have worked so hard to design is not as good as you just squeeze a glass of peach juice, then I will be so mad."

"What are you thinking?" Si Yue rubbed his hair. "No one relies on talent alone. Learning the day after tomorrow is even more important than talent. You haven't learned how to blend fragrance systematically, why are you rushing to beat yourself up?"

"But I used to have a talent, maybe even the most powerful talent in the world," Ning Sui whispered, "I know the difference between a genius and an ordinary person better than anyone, so I can't help it. to think about."

He said: "Actually, I know that you can find the essence of smell with your senses, brain, memory, or even paper and pen, but it's like they always use their eyes to find their way while I use my nose, so for me Said, if you can’t smell it, it’s like getting lost, and you have no idea.”

"Then learn to use your eyes and trust your eyes," Si Yue thought for a while, looking up at the stars looming in the night sky, "The Big Dipper will guide the way, but you can't smell this road with your nose, you can only use your eyes look."

Ning Sui couldn't help tearing it down: "But my eyes don't recognize it, so I still can't recognize it."

Si Yue laughed: "You still have a tongue, why don't you ask it louder?"

Ning Sui pushed him: "I told you I don't know it!"

"Then just ask for one." Si Yue said.

Ning Sui was amused by him, he raised his neck and looked around with his eyes chasing the stars, but he couldn't see them.

There were too many stars and the sky was too big. He stood in place and turned around twice, feeling that he still hadn't finished watching.

People are always used to looking ahead and at their feet, and it is rare to think of looking at the vast and boundless sky.It may be because the sky is boundless, it contains every road that goes vertically and horizontally on the earth, so it seems to have no direction, and people don't know where to set their feet.

Ning Sui's eyes fell on the distant horizon, it seemed that the stars would end there, but he knew that it was only his eyes that ended.

The real starry sky is infinitely brilliant, as if it had no end in the past, and there will be no end in the future.

Since the front and back cannot be traced back, what about now?

What will the stars do now?

"click".

Si Yue took back the lighter, and a small firework stick lit up in front of Ning Sui's eyes. He stared blankly at the constantly splashing stars amidst the rustling sound.

"Xing Xing said," Si Yue held up a handful of bright sparks and looked deeply into his eyes, "Freedom and sparkle."

...

On the morning of the second day of junior high school, Si Yi walked and talked with the old man in the garden. When he passed by the window of Si Yue's room, he wanted to go up and urge them to pack their luggage quickly, but before he got close, he heard continuous laughter inside, as if they were playing What a rough couple game.

Si Yi: "..."

"Let's go, why are you standing there?" The old man propped up his cane with both hands, and gave him a displeased look, "Don't provoke others."

Si Yi, who has money and power outside and is hated at home: "..."

In fact, Si Yi also knew that although his son had abducted his partner to lie on a bed, Ning Sui hadn't been completely marked by Si Yue so far, which was enough to show that the two of them still had a sense of proportion.

It's just that the conservative middle-aged man is somewhat caressing.

Si Yi looked back worriedly: "Is that really what they are doing?"

"If you get along well, you can't break it, and if you don't get along, you can't break it." The old man raised his crutch and tapped it on the ground, "The children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so let them go."

"I think this granddaughter-in-law is okay," the old man looked up at the sun hanging in the sky, and nodded with satisfaction, "The name is quite good."

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