bend to the end

The old year is bid farewell to the sound of firecrackers, and the auspicious snow is flying to welcome the new year.

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve arrived, and on this happy family reunion day, Xiao Zilin once again showed his shamelessness and insisted on going to his uncle's house, but Jiang Haiyang disagreed desperately, and avoided Xiao Zilin like a plague god.

Later, Xiao Zilin said with an innocent face: "Jiang Haiyang, you don't really want to let me eat quick-frozen dumplings alone in a hotel at the age of thirty, do you?" With compassion, he agreed to his request.

The reason why Jiang Haiyang didn't want Xiao Zilin to come was because he felt it was necessary to keep a little distance from this buddy, and the second was that Jiang's family was more traditional and there was no reason to invite outsiders during the Chinese New Year. The atmosphere of family reunion adds to the obstacles, after all, it is not my own home.

But obviously none of this was a problem, and Jiang Haiyang once again learned his true qualities as a treacherous fox who has both sides.

When Jiang Haiyang looked at him one time, he showed his white teeth and raised his eyebrows, as if telling Jiang Haiyang: Look, wherever I go, everyone loves me, and flowers bloom when I see them.

Not only his younger sister Jiang Xiaoyue was impressed by his profound knowledge and humorous conversation, but even his grandma was overjoyed by him. It seemed that her wrinkles had disappeared.

Because he couldn't get in the conversation, Jiang Haiyang watched TV silently. In one hour, the Spring Festival Gala was about to start. The New Year's Eve dinner prepared by Jiang's father and uncle in the kitchen was about to finish. He began to set the table very perceptively. Chairs, bowls and chopsticks.

The Jiang family's New Year's Eve dinner is quite particular. There are two tables in total, one table of stir-fried vegetables and the other table of hot-boiled mutton.

The ingredients for the shabu-shabu are well prepared. In addition to mutton slices, there are ingot prawns from Bohai Bay, boiled beef balls, mung bean noodle radish balls, cabbage, frozen tofu, vermicelli and longevity vegetables, etc.The most important thing is the ingredients: mutton base, sesame paste, tofu milk, leek flowers, sesame oil, sesame salt...

Although it’s just a few simple flavors, the key lies in the proportion of the mixture. This kind of delicate work is handed over to the aunt. She can turn these ordinary ingredients into magic and make people linger. .

It seems a bit exaggerated...

Needless to say, the chef of the cooking, of course, is Dad Jiang who is in charge. Xiao Zilin asked Jiang Haiyang privately: "Did your dad graduate from New Oriental Cooking School?"

Jiang Haiyang told him very stinky: "Don't be ridiculous, if my dad is a student there, all the teachers there will be laid off fucking."

Xiao Zilin rubbed his chin with his hands, and said with a serious face: "It makes sense, the chef in the restaurant can't cook the taste of home. Will you?"

Jiang Haiyang finally said triumphantly, "Haven't you ever eaten pork, have you never seen a pig run away? I dare not say the plenary session, but I still know how to do it."

"That's great. I don't have to wrong my stomach after I marry you, right? Daughter-in-law?"

Jiang Haiyang gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Zilin, why aren't you dead yet?"

The smell of vegetables wafted from the kitchen, snow like goose feathers fell in the dark night sky outside the window, and the continuous sound of firecrackers was in sharp contrast to the silent snowflakes. He suddenly felt ringing in his ears, and the surroundings seemed to be still. At this moment, who would think of the lonely Jiang Baichuan in the prison?

But, it was a sigh.

During dinner, Jiang Haiyang led Xiao Zilin to the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, he squeezed his butt, Jiang Haiyang immediately turned his face, and Xiao Zilin gave a charming smile.

Damn it, perverts are everywhere, day and night, and the whole family is molested by this bitch.

"You will die badly." Jiang Haiyang thought that he needed to be careful in the future, and he must not be alone with this person. Oil is quite expensive now, and he must not be robbed again.

At the dinner table, Dad Jiang told everyone about Xiao Zilin's deeds of Guan Rong who wanted to rescue Jiang Baichuan, so he was praised by the stars again, pushing his image to a new height, even the upstart third uncle began to look up to him He glanced at him, got close to him, and learned that he had a cooperative relationship with Millennium, and that he was the general manager of the famous Metropolitan International Shopping Plaza in Yancheng. When he could bring benefits to his tobacco and alcohol wholesale store, the third uncle followed It was like seeing his own son, with money in his eyes, and the dollar currency symbol.

Xiao Zilin's most sought-after is almost like a god, as if a woman can get pregnant if she touches it, and a man can last long if she touches it.It's just a matter of offering incense sticks.

Although there is a difference in seniority, even though Xiao Zilin looked a little drunk at this time, he did not mess up his seniority because of his success, he expressed due respect to his uncles and uncles, and he spoke and behaved in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and was polite.

Jiang Haiyang looked sideways and couldn't help but sigh, he really came from a wealthy family and has qualities.

People respect your family so much, it's not good to reject people thousands of miles away.Therefore, when Jiang Haiyang looked at him, he was more or less pleasing to the eye. His eyes were no longer angry, fierce, and extremely unfriendly, but somewhat softer, and even smiled slightly at him.

Xiao Zilin seemed to have never seen anyone smile at him like this, flattered, after a moment of surprise, he also smiled, the pear blossom's dimples were a little sweet.

At this time, the phone in Jiang Haiyang's pocket vibrated and he opened the text message. It turned out to be Zhang Xiangbei.

Happy New Year, miss me?

Ok.

He simply replied "um", and a minute later, the phone rang. It was Zhang Xiangbei calling. Jiang Haiyang scanned the people around him, and sneaked to the balcony on the south side. Compared with the balcony on the north side, it was a little cleaner here.

"Hey?"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiangbei's tone was a little worried.

"Ah? Nothing, what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for your call."

"Oh?" Jiang Haiyang suddenly felt guilty and had nothing to say.

"Xiao Hai, if I don't call you, you won't contact me first?"

Hearing that something was wrong, Jiang Haiyang broke into a cold sweat, and glanced at the living room twice, in case Xiao Zilin rushed in, Bao Buqi came and yelled deliberately, and he would not be able to wash himself off by jumping into the Yellow River.

So, Jiang Haiyang lowered his posture and said flatteringly, "Are you angry? Didn't I send text messages? The phone bill is so expensive."

"You think the phone bill is more important than me, don't you? You don't want me? Huh?"

"Of course I do, I miss you so much. I can't sleep all night thinking about it. I already have poems. If I don't see you for a day, it's like three autumns. I'm so haggard because of Yixiao."

At this time, Zhang Xiangbei on the other end of the phone laughed softly, and Jiang Haiyang couldn't help but sigh, thinking that he had finally escaped.

It may be that the lie was so concentrated that Xiao Zilin didn't even know that he approached him sneakily.I just heard him say something seemingly on purpose: "Yang Hai, where is your vinegar?"

"...Who is the speaker?"

Jiang Haiyang stood there, dumbfounded.

Zhang Xiangbei's serious tone whispered in his ear.

Jiang Haiyang turned around and looked at Xiao Zilin viciously. The phone was still in his ear. He had to say something, but he seemed to have lost his language ability and didn't know what to say. Alright, hang up first, boo."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Haiyang's scalp tingled and his heart beat faster. This reason is too suffocating. Dad, how dare you kiss the phone in front of him?Isn't this 300 taels of silver here?I hope Zhang Xiangbei's reaction will not be so fast.

Only then did I think of the instigator in front of me, Damn, why are you pretending to be innocent, this is obviously a balcony where clothes are dried, what kind of jealousy is there?Obviously in the kitchen on the north balcony, this guy must have done it on purpose.

"Why don't you go to the toilet to find vinegar? Damn it." Jiang Haiyang walked around him and walked to the living room.

"I don't even have the right to be jealous?"

Jiang Haiyang stopped and turned to look at Xiao Zilin. When he saw that he didn't show any signs of being bored, he turned his head and suddenly said that the words were not interesting. After all, he left without saying anything.

Xiao Zilin looked at Jiang Haiyang's unbearable expression and felt a little beautiful in his heart. Thinking of this, he himself was a little surprised, what's wrong?But somewhat lost.If he had met this person earlier, wouldn't the sweet talk just now be said to himself.

Jiang Haiyang has been a three-good student since he was a child, and he has never deceived anyone. This is the first time that it is Zhang Xiangbei. The strong sense of guilt fills him with anxiety.He picked up the phone and wanted to send a text message, but he stared at the screen for a long time, but didn't type a word, and watched the phone screen go dark.

Xiao Zilin returned to the living room, and joined the ranks of fighting for wine, as if nothing happened, but the elders toasted him glass by glass.

One third of the Spring Festival Gala went on, and after drinking for three rounds, Xiao Zilin and his uncles talked about the Diaoyu Islands from business, from the tin car to the Harmony, from the weather forecast to the news broadcast, and finally came to the Spring Festival Gala before us. I feel that only after watching Uncle Benshan can we really celebrate the Chinese New Year.

After dinner, the uncle brought his precious tea set and brewed a pot of high-quality Biluochun. Xiao Zilin took it with both hands humbly, looking, smelling, tasting, and moving gracefully in one go, coupled with his gorgeous appearance, With slightly longer broken hair, he can be regarded as a romantic man, someone thought he could only drink.

Jiang's mother and sisters-in-law started making dumplings. Unmarried people in Jiang's family could not make dumplings, and they didn't eat them on New Year's Eve like the one shown on TV, but on the morning of the first day of the new year.

Jiang Haiyang was a little out of his mind.

At this moment, Xiao Zilin tugged at the corner of La Jiang Haiyang's clothes.He looked back at him suspiciously.He said, "Go back to your house, I can't keep an eye on you anymore."

Jiang Haiyang paused for a few seconds before realizing that he had drunk a little too much, thinking about it. This is different from the usual entertainment. He is a junior, and he accepts all the toasts from the elders, and the wine in his hometown can't be said Strong, it can't be compared with the high-end wine that I'm used to drinking.

Because of what happened just now, Jiang Haiyang didn't bother to talk to him, and snatched back the corner of his clothes with a look of disgust.But when he frowned and said that his stomach hurt, Jiang Haiyang suddenly remembered that he had said on the train that he had a bad stomach.

Jiang Haiyang scratched his head irritably, thinking, damn it, it's as if he owes him.

In desperation, he asks Jiang Ma for the key and prepares to go home with Xiao Zilin.Jiang Ma told him to come to eat dumplings early tomorrow morning and take good care of Zilin, and they will not go back tonight when they play cards at the uncle's house.

When Jiang Haiyang was a little unhappy when he heard her kindly calling Zilin, he rolled his eyes in his heart, Mom, I am your son, okay?

Because of going downstairs to rush into the wind, Xiao Zilin came up drunk and ran to the corner and started to vomit. Jiang Haiyang's stomach was overwhelmed by that posture, and he stood beside his nose, not at all thinking of going forward to help. I guess the aunts of the neighborhood committee will come again tomorrow Changed the chatter.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no sound, I thought this kid should not go any further, and ran over quickly, only to see the grandson sitting on the steps with his hands on his stomach, a gust of wind blowing, and the drooping broken hair dancing in the air.

Like a lost Shura.

Jiang Haiyang was a little dazed, Xiao Zilin looked a little lonely like this.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Jiang Haiyang kicked his calf.

Seeing that there was no response from the person, Jiang Haiyang became a little anxious and bent down to look at the person. At this moment, Xiao Zilin suddenly raised his head and bumped his chin.

"Fuck, you should just say it." Jiang Haiyang said while clutching his chin.

Xiao Zilin smirked.

"Can I go?"

"...Yes." Xiao Zilin said, exhaling a strong breath of alcohol, good guy, it must be soaked in the wine jar.After talking, he really got up, but his legs were like noodles, and they went limp before he could stand upright. Jiang Haiyang grabbed his arm.

"Look at your virtue, it's as if you don't lift a man. Well, grandpa will forget you today."

Xiao Zilin smiled but said nothing.

Jiang Haiyang half-squatted, pulled Xiao Zilin over, put him on his back, and walked away, but he was indeed a bit brave. Although this man was not fat, he was too tall. In order to maintain a good image of a man, he was struggling to move forward. Okay, one step at a time, just like Nima's long march.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and Jiang Haiyang, who was in a state of desperation, cursed a few times, but couldn't come out, so angry that he couldn't take care of it.

It was enough to be troublesome, but this buddy sang it again.

Jiang Haiyang didn't have the energy to stop him anymore, but this person kicked his nose and face, his voice became louder and louder, and he almost sang Chang'e down.

"You're going to die, Xiao Zilin." Jiang Haiyang was out of breath.

"Does it sound good? This is "Shiro Visits His Mother"."

"Teaching your uncle, shut up quickly, are you afraid of attracting wolves?"

"Your breathless voice is really lewd." Xiao Zilin tightened his grip around Jiang Haiyang's neck again.

Jiang Haiyang stopped, and tilted his head to threaten: "Do you believe it or not, I will throw it down for you?"

"...Stop talking, let's go... I want to vomit."

"Fuck/Your uncle. Hold on, you dare to spit on me and you will kill you." After speaking, Jiang Haiyang rushed towards his unit.

Uncle's house is in building 10, and Jiang Haiyang's is in building 9. Although the distance is not far, the difficulty is that his house is on the 5th floor.

When carrying Xiao Zilin, who was tall and burly, to the bedroom, Jiang Haiyang fell on the bed with him. His legs were so sore that he could make sauerkraut beef noodles. He took a big breath of air, as if he didn't want money. Half life is gone.

Just when he was about to stand up, he was hugged by Xiao Zilin. He thrust his head into Jiang Haiyang's arms and muttered like a raving voice: "Mom, don't go." That's called a piece of porcelain.

Jiang Haiyang thought to himself, yo, you are so polite, so he taunted: "Hey, hey, don't pretend, you were quite excited to sing just now... Damn, I really fell asleep."

Jiang Haiyang looked at Xiao Zilin's sleeping face and stared at this guy's mouth. He remembered that he said just now, Mom, don't go.

Such a shameless person...

Jiang Haiyang reached out and brushed Xiao Zilin's broken hair from his forehead behind his ears, revealing his slightly frowned eyebrows, his firm white and tender skin flushed, his tall nose bridge, thick eyelashes and pomegranate-colored lips, revealing his facial features Under the soft lighting, it feels more harmonious.

This was the first time he looked at Xiao Zilin so carefully.

Well, this time I was treated as a mother, and I thought to myself that this kid is really good, the one who has milk is the mother, and the one who has no milk is the father, I am wrong.

Turning off the lights during the Chinese New Year, Jiang Haiyang looked at the ceiling in a daze, not knowing when it would be on.

Xiao Zilin had a dream. He dreamed that he slept in his mother's arms when he was a child. He had a problem. He didn't touch his mother's nipples like other children. Instead, he had to hold his mother's face to sleep soundly. Xiao Zilin was so excited that he didn't feel the corners of his mouth twitching.

Jiang Haiyang was depressed, he fell into a drowsy sleep, and always felt that it was enough to scratch his face, so he slapped off the paw, clenched it with one hand, and put the other arm around the person in his arms, muttering : "Smelly dog, hurry up and sleep."