Pei Qing said, "Then I can't graduate and can't find a job. How can I support you in the future?"

Zhan Weiyang said seriously, "I can support you."

Pei Qing smiled and said, "How do you support me? You don't have a job yourself, and now you can't even support yourself."

Zhan Weiyang said, "I can go to work to support you."

Pei Qing smiled and did not speak.

Zhan Weiyang looked up at him, "Why don't you speak? I'm serious, do you want to think about it?"

Pei Qing was still just laughing but didn't speak.

Zhan Weiyang wanted to break free from his arms, and said anxiously, "Don't you believe me?"

Pei Qing quickly wrapped his arms around him tightly, pressed his head to prevent him from struggling, and said, "I believe in you, I'm just very happy."

"What are you happy about?" Zhan Weiyang asked in a muffled voice.

Pei Qing said, "I'm just glad that someone likes me so much that they are even willing to work part-time to support me."

Zhan Weiyang stopped struggling and said, "yes, I like you so much, I think you can think about it."

Pei Qing smiled and said, "I will seriously consider it."

After a while, Zhan Weiguang came up to call them, saying that the party was starting, and grandma wanted to ask everyone to go downstairs to see it together, so Pei Qing took Zhan Weiyang back to the first floor.

The Spring Festival Gala has already started. In addition to watching TV on the sofa, there is also a mahjong table next to it.

Zhan Weiguang greeted Pei Qing to play mahjong, and Pei Qing said, "You guys can play, I don't play."

Zhan Yingfei was watching the Spring Festival Gala with her grandmother, but when she heard that, she raised her head and said to Pei Qing, "Little Qin, why don't you accompany them, they are not enough."

Only then did Pei Qing agree to sit down. He sat down at the mahjong table and played cards with Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang and his second aunt. Zhan Xiusong originally wanted to play, but was stopped by the adults and replaced it with not so good. The willing Zhan Xueqing.

Grandma sat on the sofa, patted the seat next to her, and said to Zhan Weiyang, "Yangyang, come and watch the party with grandma."

Zhan Weiyang did not agree, but walked to the dining room.

Next to the dining table, Zhan Pengcheng, Zhan Heming, and Pei Jingrong were sitting together smoking and chatting. The dining table was cleaned up, and Aunt Luo was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Zhan Pengcheng obviously drank a lot of wine. Under the dim light of the restaurant, his entire face looked flushed. He saw Zhan Weiyang, waved his hand, and said, "Come here, Yangyang."

Zhan Weiyang walked up to him, smelled an unpleasant smell of smoke mixed with alcohol, and couldn't help frowning.

Zhan Pengcheng grabbed Zhan Weiyang's hand and asked him, "Is Yangyang full?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "Well."

Zhan Pengcheng turned his body to look up at him and asked, "Why did you just leave after eating half of it?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "Because I'm full."

Zhan Pengcheng nodded, "Let Aunt Luo cook some dumplings for everyone as a late-night snack. You can eat some more."

Zhan Weiyang did not speak.

Zhan Pengcheng pulled him, "Would you like to sit with Dad?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I don't want it."

Zhan Pengcheng then let go of his hand and said, "then go to the party with grandma."

Zhan Weiyang left the dining room and went back to the living room. Instead of sitting down on the sofa to watch the party, he lifted a chair and put it beside Pei Qing, and sat down obediently to watch him play cards.

Zhan Xueqing raised her head and glanced at Zhan Weiyang.

Zhan Weiyang didn't notice it, he leaned in to see the cards in front of Pei Qing, and soon sat up straight again, he couldn't understand anyway, he just wanted to sit next to Pei Qing.

Pei Qing also seemed a little careless, turned his head to Zhan Weiyang, and asked him, "Are you going to play?"

Before Zhan Weiyang could answer, Zhan Weiguang said first: "Don't let him come, he won't." After that, Zhan Weiguang also said to Zhan Weiyang: "Just sit there. "

Zhan Weiyang glanced at him unhappily, then bent his knees and lifted both feet up on the bench, hunched his back and hugged his legs to play with the phone.

He sent Chen Youyou a message: "Happy New Year."

After a while, Chen Youyou replied to him: "It's too early."

Zhan Weiyang didn't understand: "What's too early?"

Chen Youyou replied: "Isn't it New Year's Eve? You have to post again after twelve o'clock."

Zhan Weiyang had to type: "Okay."

Then, he put the phone back in his jacket pocket and leaned his head on Pei Qing's shoulder.

Zhan Weiguang gave him a dissatisfied look: "Sit down, how do you play cards like this brother Qing?"

Pei Qing said, "It's okay, let him lean on it." Then he adjusted the angle to make Zhan Weiyang lean on more comfortably.

After a while, Zhan Pengcheng and the others came out of the dining room, and Pei Qing got up and gave his seat to Zhan Heming.

Zhan Weiyang sat next to the sofa with Pei Qing, and the family chatted while watching the party.

At about ten o'clock, Aunt Luo went to cook a large plate of dumplings and came out for everyone's supper.

So the mahjong players stopped and gathered around the coffee table to eat dumplings. When they were finished, grandma couldn't stand it, so she wrapped her blanket and went back to the room to sleep.

So Zhan Yingfei turned off the sound of the TV, and turned off the headlights in the living room, leaving only a small spotlight shining around the mahjong table.

Others were watching TV and chatting. Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang were sitting in the corner. Zhan Weiyang was playing games with his mobile phone, and Pei Qing leaned beside him to watch.

The surrounding light was dim, and only the fluorescent light from the TV screen shone on their faces. The sound of mahjong was mixed with the sound of the TV and Zhan Pengcheng's voice, but it seemed like a barrier to separate the corner.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Zhan Weiyang received a message from Chen Youyou and said to him, "Remember to send me a Happy New Year at twelve o'clock."

After reading the news, Zhan Weiyang didn't reply to him immediately, but raised his head to look at Pei Qing and said, "The New Year is coming."

Pei Qing made a soft "um".