Mythical First Love Handbook

The people who were left behind in the kitchen looked at each other, Tian Yao smiled, pulled Tian Yu's sleeve, and told him to wash the ribs quickly, so that he would be better than the water.

Yang Yi and Si Chen walked towards the living room almost at the same time. When they reached the vertical hanger, one took Yuanyang's coat and the other took Si Shaoliu's coat.

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Yuanyang stayed there for a while, then turned around and found that his son was gone, and lowered his head, who was holding the little fool who shrunk the celery to the ground?

Yuanyang frowned, remembering the scene when he kicked the stool over with his foot, he held back his strength, and touched Si Shaoliu's foot: "How strong is the wind, how cold is it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Si Chen and Yang Yi came out from inside, each holding a coat.

Toyo: "..."

Si Chen put the coat on her shoulders.Si Chen never talked much, carefully gathered the clothes on Yuan Yang's shoulders, and gave her the mask to put on.Without saying anything, he went into the kitchen and moved two small stools, two garlics, and a trash can.He handed Suan to Yuanyang, put the stools and trash cans in a place slightly leeward, and devoted himself to creating a good conversation environment for his wife.

Si Shaoliu felt that he had been blown through by the north wind. Yang Yi put the down jacket on his shoulders, put the mask on Si Shaoliu, wiped Si Shaoliu's hand picking vegetables with a tissue, and picked up the celery. Come here and ask Si Shaoliu to put on his coat.

Si Shaoliu put his hands into his sleeves, and Yang Yi took out a warm baby from his trouser pocket with his free hand.Si Shaoliu rolled up his sleeves and took back his celery, watching Yang Yi tear Nuan Bao to his coat.

Yang Yi said: "Hold on when your hands are cold."

Si Shaoliu handed him his hand: "Neng, mumu. It's still a while before it gets hot."

Yang Yi pinched his fingertips amusedly, lowered his head and rubbed it with a sigh of relief, and looked at Si Shaoliu with a smile, with stars shining in his eyes: "Is it warm?"

Si Shaoliu moved out all of Si Chen's stools and trash cans, so he nodded, ready to have a good talk with Yuan Yang: "Nuan, you go in. What shall we have for lunch?"

"At noon, there are quite a lot of dishes. After you pick the vegetables, come in and have a look. There is fish soup to drink. In the evening, eat dumplings. There are several flavors. Prepare the stuffing in the morning, and we will make it together in the afternoon." Yang Yi let go of his hand, " Take it slowly, don't rush. Are there enough clothes?"

Si Shaoliu put on his hat and gestured OK: "Go in and cook, I'm waiting to eat."

Yang Yi smiled, and followed Si Chen into the kitchen.

Si Shaoliu sat down on the small bench, and Yuanyang took two garlic and sat down opposite him, with a trash can between them.

Young Master Si showed two fingertips and picked celery leaves slowly, waiting for Yuanyang to speak.

1 minute has passed...

2 minute has passed...

3 minute has passed...

Si Shaoliu has already picked half a handful of celery leaves, and Yuanyang has already peeled a garlic.

Mom, my own mother.You are so talkative when you hate me and Yang Yi, why are you dumb when you want to speak well.

Si Shaoliu didn't want to stay here and blow the cold wind all morning without saying a word, so he had no choice but to speak again: "Mom, have you thought about what to say?"

Yuanyang pursed his lips, his voice blended with the cold winter, as if he was questioning: "Why do you like... Yang Yi?"

Oh, yes, it seems that this question has not been discussed with other people.

Yuanyang gritted his teeth and said, "You said, you fell in love with him at first sight?"

Si Shaoliu could feel how difficult it was for Yuanyang to say these words, almost every word was squeezed out from between his teeth, and she chewed it up countless times.

"After seeing it, I will never forget it." Si Shaoliu organized his words, "I can't remember the exact number of years, maybe two or three hundred years from now, and two hundred years from the time you took me to Yang's house. The specific situation is the script." As written, I fell off the bridge, and he caught me. I have never seen him, and I don’t know who he is. At that age, I don’t care who he is when I first fell in love. I just like it at a glance, and I don’t forget it. Do everything possible to find out who he is, thinking about it."

Yuanyang listened for a while, then stopped talking, and lowered his head to peel the garlic.

Si Shaoliu held his breath and didn't let out a sigh. The northwest wind was blowing "woo-woo", and he didn't know whether he was really roaring or crying.

All right, let him talk.

"When you gave birth to me, the frontlines of heaven and earth were tense. You had no choice but to go back to heaven to wait for the birth of me. Dad didn't come back the day I was born because of the riots on the frontlines of heaven and earth. That battle lasted for several months, and the monster was disabled. , but Dad was also seriously injured and was rescued by Yang Yi."

Si Shaoliu licked his lips, and the garlic cloves turned into garlic paste in Yuanyang's hands.

Yuanyang didn't speak, but Si Shaoliu continued, his voice was soft, without any emotion, and it was almost scattered in the north wind as soon as he exited, but Yuanyang could hear it.

"Dad was seriously injured and came back to recuperate. You gave birth to me, and your vitality was also seriously injured. You raised me together in the heaven for three years. Afterwards, the front line of heaven and earth once again surged with demon energy. You are afraid that the front line of heaven and earth will be too long, and Yang Yi alone will not be able to catch it." , and hurried back to the battlefield.”

Yuanyang finally said, "Who told you?" His tone was still cold, as if Si Shaoliu could not answer an answer, and he would jump up and catch him and beat him up immediately.

"Many people, teacher, Yang Yi, Aunt Tian." Si Shaoliu didn't look at Yuanyang all the time, and just lowered his head to pick his own vegetables, as if they were just chatting casually about whether the weather is good today and what to eat at noon.Instead of facing each other's incomprehensible, bloody past.

"Mom, I always feel that you look down on me."

Yuanyang interrupted coldly: "Indeed."

Si Shaoliu: "..."

Can you be so direct!You can talk about it! ?

Si Shaoliu rubbed his itchy nose with the back of his hand, feeling that he was ignoring Yuanyang: "But Aunt Tian said that you just had too high expectations, so you were too disappointed. The battle on the front line of heaven and earth is tight, and your spiritual power has dropped a lot in order to give birth to me. With me, you could have been on the front line of the world with Dad. Maybe without my dad, you wouldn’t have been seriously injured and almost lost your life. You and Dad are both military generals. Needless to say, I need a lot of spiritual power to raise me. I have talent, I have great potential in the future, and I can take over your burdens. It's just that you didn't expect that I have no martial arts talent at all."

Si Shaoliu pulled down the mask a little bit, still couldn't hold back his breath, and sighed, the hot air condensed into a white mist in the cold wind.

"Did you think that it was because you sent me to Yang's house that what happened later happened." Si Shaoliu used an affirmative sentence, "You trust Yang Yi, but Yang Yi failed your trust, Guarding and stealing killed me. As for me, you have always been strong, but the son you gave birth to is useless, and in the end you have no shame, disregard family relationships, and get involved with your little uncle."

Si Shaoliu rubbed his nose again, took a few breaths and then pulled the mask back.Wearing a mask is too stuffy, breathing hard, and uncomfortable.

"You are angry with him and me. The scars on Yang Yi's back have not healed all the time, and the deepest scars are left on his back. I don't know how long it will take to disappear. You have always been ruthless and treated yourself It’s the same for others. The homework I did at most let me understand your mood, don’t blame you or hate you, calm down, and be a good son. Mom, it’s too long to miss too much, you have to be willing, let’s take it slowly, feelings This kind of thing is cultivated slowly."

The last few words came out of Si Shaoliu's mouth, with relief and half a smile.

Yuanyang didn't speak for a while.

The celery leaves in Si Shaoliu's hand had all been put into the trash can, but he didn't stand up and walk, but just lowered his eyes and waited for Yuanyang's answer.

Yuanyang looked at the white and fat garlic cloves in his palm, and slowly took a breath: "When will you marry him?"

Si Shaoliu blinked, wanted to look up at Yuanyang, but was afraid of putting pressure on Yuanyang, so he still stared at the trash can and said, "The Civil Affairs Bureau won't allow it."

The corner of Yuanyang's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't help cursing.

Then I heard Si Shaoliu say, "But we two will write a marriage letter and pray to heaven and earth. When the crabapple flowers bloom next year, we will hold a banquet at Yang's residence."

Yuanyang held back, and couldn't help but say: "You guys, who will marry?"

Si Shaoliu's shoulders trembled, he almost burst out laughing, and he quickly stabilized himself: "If you want him to marry me, just tell him and let him remember to change his suit into a wedding dress."

The corner of Yuanyang's eyes twitched, and a tall, muscular man like Yang Yi suddenly flashed in his mind wearing a wedding dress, and Lei couldn't hold back his expression.

"Fart! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Si Shaoliu laughed a little, and said: "I'm just joking. They are all wedding clothes, made according to the style of the Tiangong in the past. We two men, we are neither married nor married, so we will hold a banquet and invite people to have a drink That's it."

Yuanyang held the peeled garlic cloves in his palm and was silent.

Si Shaoliu said: "Mom, I will be the first to remind you when I make sure of the time."

After a moment of silence, he finally said nothing: "Okay. Go in."

She didn't say what she thought, what she did in the past was based on, and what she thought now.

Maybe it's so strong that she can't say it, maybe she thinks it's meaningless if there's no need for it, or maybe it's just that what she wants to say, Si Shaoliu, has already said it for her. secondary.

Si Shaoliu had celery in one hand and the bench in the other, so he couldn't spare his hands. Yuanyang saw the bench and the trash can in his hands, and the two of them walked towards the door one after the other.

Si Shaoliu took two steps away, his nose itched and he sneezed.

Yuanyang looked back at him, and the white blossoms fell leisurely, torn by the biting cold wind, and scattered all over the sky one after another.

"It's snowing." Yuanyang said.

Si Shaoliu followed her gaze to the sky, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year."

"That was before." Yuanyang pushed open the door.

Si Shaoliu took two quick steps to follow, put Yuanyang on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "Just for a good omen."

Yuanyang didn't speak, and went into the kitchen with Si Shaoliu.After putting away my things and washing my hands, I went through the door of the house and went to the living room to take off my coat.

Tian Zhizhi and Qu Wen came over at noon.A large table of people had a lively meal. After cleaning up together, they moved all the things to the big round table for eating, and made dumplings together.

Celery and pork stuffing, pork and corn stuffing, cabbage stuffing, three delicacies stuffing, and mixed vegetables stuffing.

Yang Yi and Tian Yao were the main force making the dumplings, and the others just barely made them into shapes. Don't expect it to be as fast and as good as possible, as long as they can be eaten.

In the evening, I cook a pot of each kind, and choose which one you like.And in such a situation where no one was in the dark, everyone bit the coins, two or three more, and one less, the collective almost broke their teeth.When asked who made so many coins, they collectively raised their hands, and they all put a few in when making dumplings.Tian Yao quietly made more than 20 coin dumplings.So next, everyone bit the dumplings carefully, and checked whether there were any coins inside before chewing.Teeth can't take it.

Si Shaoliu and Tian Zhizhi each received five red envelopes.When Si Shaoliu received a red envelope from his boyfriend, he returned one from his coat pocket calmly.

I don't know what Yuanyang Sichen thought, but they also gave Yang Yi a red envelope.Yang Yi picked it up, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and still called him brother and sister.

Si Shaoliu and Yang Yi are mysteries, so let's just call them that.Anyway, they couldn't imagine Yang Yi calling Si Chen and Yuan Yang their parents.

In the living room, Yang Yi and Si Shaoliu were leaning on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala, Si Chen and Tian Yu were drinking tea and playing chess, Tian Zhi Zhi Tian Yao played cards with Qu Wen and Yuan Yang.

Snow and wind beat against the windows, looking out from the warm and comfortable house.

The wind and snow are outside, white and beautiful.

When you look back, you can see the whimpering wind and the cold snow.But when you look at them, you only feel beautiful, and you no longer feel cold.

The noise and bleakness outside the door, the bone-cutting cold, has nothing to do with the people inside the door.