Walk towards the sun

The next two days were weekends, and Qin Xing didn't go back until Monday. Neither of them expected that this relationship would start as a long-distance relationship.

Qin Xing went to Beijing on New Year's Day, and Xie Yang went on winter vacation half a month later.

This was not the first New Year he and Qin Xing spent together, but it was indeed a solemn one.The two of them started to buy New Year's goods half a month in advance.

All the daily necessities at home were replaced by the new couple's, including bath towels, slippers, toothbrushes and so on.

The day before Xiaoyao, the two went to the supermarket to buy couplets together.

"How about this?" Xie Yang stopped in his tracks, "The first couplet: The sky grows and the years increase the lifespan of people, the second couplet: Spring is full of heaven and earth, blessings are full of buildings, and horizontal script: Four seasons of Chang'an."

"Why does it sound like you run a restaurant?"

"Really?" Xie Yang frowned, put down and continued to pick.

"Heaven, Earth and Shun's family will add wealth, peace and happiness will make people happy, and the horizontal comment: Four seasons are safe." Xie Yang showed it to Qin Xing, "What about this one?"

Qin Xing looked at it, and said calmly, "It's okay."

"You Chinese teachers have a lot of things to do, so you can choose by yourself."

Said to let Qin Xing choose by himself, Xie Yang still couldn't help rummaging there.

After a while, Xie Yang brought a pair like a treasure: "This is suitable for you. The first couplet: Create a great cause and prosper forever. The second couplet: Show your grand plans and then be brilliant again. The horizontal comment: Show your grand plans. Are you and my brother Liang right? How about starting a business, how appropriate is the occasion.”

"Then you tell him, what's the matter if you let him hang up with the company or our house."

Qin Xing picked for a long time, but he didn't pick any one that was particularly amazing. In the end, he chose the one that Xie Yang picked for the second time.

"How many blessings do you buy?" Qin Xing asked him.

Xie Yangbala pointed his finger: "One inside and outside the gate, one on the wall of the living room, one on each of the two bedroom doors, do you need stickers in the bathroom?"

"Listen to you."

"That's six, the number is auspicious."

The other New Year's goods had already been bought, and today Qin Xing and Xie Yang had a random bite in the mall at noon just to check for gaps.

Just now Qin Xing saw someone bringing a child to buy new clothes, so he thought about whether to buy Xie Yang some new clothes, even though Xie Yang was no longer a child.

"Do you want to buy new clothes?" Qin Xing asked him.

With a straw in his mouth, Xie Yang quickly let go when he heard this sentence: "Yes."

Then he looked left and right to see that there was no one there, got up and approached Qin Xing and whispered, "Let's buy couples."

Qin Xing looked around, and said close to his ear, "I'm already 38, and I'm wearing a couple outfit with you, can we stop making trouble?"

"What's wrong with 38, I like the old ones, but I don't like to watch the young ones." Xie Yang sat there and muttered.

"Okay, buy buy buy."

In fact, as long as Qin Xing doesn't tell his age, others won't be able to tell. Qin Xing's skin is fair and well-maintained, and he looks like he is in his early 30s. Xie Yang bought two red sweaters with the same pattern for the two of them. It's just that Qin Xing's one doesn't have a hat, but his one has a hood.

Walking out of the store, Qin Xing raised it to the front and looked again: "This is too festive."

"It's Chinese New Year, it's just a little more festive."

Qin Xing followed him: "Okay, what else do you want to buy?"

"Pants, socks."

Qin Xing looked at Xie Yang squatting in front of the shelf and picking among the piles of red underwear, and thought it was a bit funny. During the past six months of getting along, Qin Xing would sometimes be in a trance. The person in front of him was the same as himself 8 years ago. Is the little boy I saw alone? There are too many bad characters, but he likes Xie Yang's confident, generous and cheerful look. He can be happy like this just by buying a Spring Festival couplet and picking out underwear. Qin Xing thought If he didn't come back this year, would Xie Yang have to spend the New Year alone in that house again? Then he probably wouldn't prepare these things, and he might not even cook for himself on the night of New Year's Eve. Plate of dumplings.

Thinking of this, Qin Xing felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and Qin Xing kicked him: "Have you chosen it?"

"The underwear is selected. I want to step on the villain's socks, but I don't seem to have them."

"Is it still popular to step on villains?"

Xie Yang turned around: "Huh? I don't know. I haven't bought New Year's clothes for several years. Forget it, just buy whatever you want."

From the day when he was young, Xie Yang asked Qin Xing to prepare according to traditional customs.

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, two people cleaned at home.

On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Kitchen God was worshipped, and now they live upstairs, so Xie Yang wiped the kitchen countertops again.

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, make tofu, pick up the Jade Emperor, take care of the silkworms in the field, and drive away the chaos.Qin Xing put his hands in front of him: "Tell me, which of us can do?"

"After sending the Kitchen God to heaven, we don't welcome back until New Year's Eve. During this period, there is no god to rule over the world, and there are no taboos. People marry more." Xie Yang read word by word, "If you marry more, then you will be in the bridal chamber."

Qin Xing kicked him under the blanket.

On the early morning of the 31st, Qin Xing and Xie Yang got up to post couplets, and then went downstairs to buy vegetables.

"It's better now, you can buy whatever you want to eat." Xie Yang said, "I remember when I was a child, my grandpa would stockpile cabbage in winter, and basically ate cabbage every day in winter."

Qin Xing lived in the south when he was a child, so he didn't have this kind of experience: "Won't you get tired of eating?"

"It's not greasy. There are many ways to make cabbage. My grandfather made it for me in different ways. Later, the traffic developed, and basically I didn't grow it anymore. Then my grandfather disappeared, and then I met you." Thank you. Yang turned his head and smiled at him, "You also cook something delicious for me."

"Well, I'll make it for you. How many dishes do you want to eat tonight?"

"12."

"The two of us, make 12?" Qin Xing said you are joking all over his face.

"I still want 32. I'm afraid you won't be able to make it. You have to make up for me from the previous few years."

Qin Xing found that Xie Yang would hate him very much now, and if he disagreed with him, he would use the past few years as an issue, as long as he nodded helplessly: "Okay, okay, just 12."

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Xing prepared the dishes for the evening, then went into the house and took out a down jacket: "I'll go downstairs and burn some paper for my parents."

Xie Yang jumped up from the sofa: "I'm with you."

After shopping, the two walked towards the crossroads. Xie Yang said next to him, "I remember that they used to be on the side of the road, but now they advocate civilized sacrifices. They only changed to big iron buckets in the past few years."

"Well, the sanitation workers should be more relaxed tomorrow."

There was a bucket in each direction at the intersection. When they arrived, the previous person had just finished burning. Qin Xing lit the paper, threw it inside, and began to use a stick to hold it, so that the burning would be more prosperous.

"Why don't you talk to them?" Xie Yang asked behind him.

"It's been said for so many years, and it's just those few sentences repeated over and over again. I guess they are tired of listening."

"I haven't heard of it."

"Taking advantage of me, I told my parents, what are you listening to?" Qin Xing laughed.

"Hey, I remember I watched a TV series before. I forgot what it was called. When the protagonist burned paper for his grandpa, he said, 'Grandpa, don't be afraid that it won't be enough to spend. Use this money to play mahjong. Let's play the biggest one. [-] million floating A billion of that kind'"

"What kind of TV series, it's quite funny." Qin Xing changed the direction, his face ached from the fire, he looked at Xie Yang, "How about you say something?"

Xie Yang stood on the spot and looked at him for a few seconds, then took the little wooden bastard from Qin Xing's hand: "Just say it."

Xie Yang cleared his throat: "Mom and Dad, I'm Xie Yang."

Qin Xing kicked him: "Hey, quite self-conscious, did you call me?"

Xie Yang didn't hide either: "I don't know whether I'm a son-in-law or a daughter-in-law. You can call me whatever you like. I don't know if Qin Xing has mentioned me to you."

Xie Yang's tone was gentle but formal, Qin Xing didn't bother him, and just stood beside him quietly and looked at him.

"We have known each other for more than 8 years, and we only officially got together this year. I'm chasing him. I'm sorry I can't give you the Qin family a queen, but I will take good care of him."

"Qin Xing is older than me, and now his physical strength can't keep up with me." When he said this, he turned his head and looked at Qin Xing. Qin Xing listened very seriously, but he didn't expect him to say anything, and immediately kicked him again. He kicks.

Xie Yang patted the snow on his trouser legs, and continued to look at the fire: "I'm still in school, a graduate student, and I'll graduate in two more years. Be nice to him, I really like him."

"Qin Xing is the best person I've ever met. I'm especially glad that I met him in the second year of junior high. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to think about what I would be like now. I must be timid and not talkative."

"Has Qin Xing cooked for you? The food he cooks is very delicious. I'm not very good at it, I don't have talent, but I can do housework, sweeping and mopping the floor is fine."

The paper was almost burnt out, Xie Yang said with a smile: "Mom and Dad, do you play mahjong? You also play the biggest one, [-] million to [-] billion. When I make money, I will burn it for you."

Qin Xing was quite touched at first, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this sentence.

When there were no sparks left on the paper, Xie Yang stood up straight and said again: "Mom and Dad, we will have a good time, don't worry."

Xie Yang's feet were a little numb, he collapsed twice on the spot, and stomped a few times: "Let's go."

Qin Xing's eyes had been staring at him without moving since just now, and now he would put his arms around Xie Yang's neck and bring him in front of him, and kissed Xie Yang hard on the mouth.

It was already dark, the two walked close to each other, Xie Yang put his hand in Qin Xing's coat pocket, and the two interlocked their fingers.

"What do our parents like?"

"My dad likes it"

"Our father, our father." Xie Yang corrected him.

Qin Xing shook his hand vigorously in his pocket: "Our father likes to sing, and our mother likes to dance. They said that when they were young, they would always perform together..."

"Do you burn paper every year? Can't you do it in the south? City L?"

"Let's do as the Romans do with this thing, and follow the local rules. Anyway, it's enough for them to know that I have this heart."

Xie Yang nodded.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, they felt a gust of hot air rushing towards their faces. They didn't feel much in the room just now with the windows open. Now, when they came in from the outside, they felt the temperature difference was too great.

"The geothermal heating is too much this year." Xie Yang said while changing his shoes.

"Well, Grandma Zhang upstairs said to go to the property to complain, saying that her little grandson doesn't wear clothes at home every day because of the heat, and runs around naked." Qin Xing hung up the down jackets for the two of them, "Can this sweater be taken off? It was so hot, I was sweating."

"Then I'll take a picture first."

In the camera, the two looked very festive in bright red clothes, Xie Yang smiled and showed his big white teeth.

"Isn't it popular for you to take pictures now? Why are you smiling like a fool." Qin Xing said so, but he was also very happy in his heart. Xie Yang was happy, so he was happy.

Xie Yang ignored his words.

It was only 9 o'clock after the two of them had dinner, and Qin Xing said that it would be 10:[-] o'clock to make dumplings in time, so the two of them leaned on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala together, occasionally complaining together.

When it was almost ten o'clock, the two people's mobile phones began to be busy, and the blessing text messages came in one after another.

At 10:30, Qin Xing and Xie Yang started making dumplings. The dumplings were traditional Chinese cabbage stuffed with meat. Xie Yang loved to eat them. The two of them didn't make too many. They counted and made 88 dumplings.

After eating the dumplings at 11:[-], Xie Yang was wondering whether to go down and set off firecrackers, or to have a New Year's firecracker with Qin Xing. Just as he was thinking, the doorbell rang and Qin Xing went to open the door.

"Are the people inside wearing clothes? There are no pictures that are inappropriate for children." Tang Jun covered his eyes and said exaggeratedly. Yu Bofan yelled at him, and Tang Jun put his hand down in embarrassment: "Mr. Qin, I thought Xie Yang was there." .”

Qin Xing smiled: "Come in, do you want to eat dumplings?"

"I won't go in, I won't go in, I came to see you guys to set off cannons, and feel the joyful atmosphere of the Spring Festival." Tang Jun rolled his eyes and looked into the room: "Is it convenient for you two?"

Xie Yang came over and rolled his eyes at him: "I want to say it's inconvenient?"

Tang Jun quickly covered his eyes: "Hey, I don't see it, I don't see it."

Qin Xing and Xie Yang also bought some, but they were all fireworks. There were no firecrackers. It happened that Tang Jun came over with firecrackers in his car. The four of them played together downstairs for more than half an hour, and then went back to their respective homes.

When he got home, Qin Xing asked him, "Are there any other projects tonight?"

Xie Yang could see that Qin Xing was indeed tired: "Forget it, don't embarrass you old people, go to sleep."

"Wait a minute, I still have a project." Qin Xing stopped him.

Qin Xing almost saw Xie Yang's eyes radiating a little hooligan light at that moment: "Don't get me wrong, you haven't given me New Year's greetings yet, so be polite."

Xie Yang made a bow to him: "Mr. Qin, Happy New Year."

"Be good." Qin Xing took out a big red envelope from the drawer and handed it to him.

"So thick?"

"Well, you can sleep with the red envelope in your arms tonight."

"That won't work." Xie Yang quickly followed, "Hey, you didn't give me New Year's greetings either."

"Have you prepared a red envelope for me?"

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