Chapter 36 How can you be so cute

On New Year's Eve, the whole family fell asleep. First of all, the customers in the store are almost scattered, and the one or two left are also regular customers who are doing business, and they usually hardly see anyone. Secondly, yesterday's cleaning and going out for New Year's greetings really made the three of them exhausted.

After getting up, Yu Na and You Ying went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, while Meng Ye and Zhuang Shao moved the TV to the front desk so that the whole family could watch the show together at night. When the clock on the wall reached 12 o'clock, the food finally came back, Meng Ye was hungry, and You Ying fried him two eggs.

In fact, in general, there is nothing to celebrate the Spring Festival, except that you don't have to go to school, you don't have to go to work, and you are lazy by staying at home. Meng Ye was sleepy after sitting and went upstairs to sleep in. You Ying said she was going to go out to play cards. Before leaving, she instructed Zhuang Shao and Yu Na to deal with the vegetables and meat, so that she could come back to cook faster at night.

Entering the kitchen, Yu Na has the demeanor of Sister Ying's successor.

She instructed Zhuang Shao to chop the fish, a three-pound big grass carp that was as long as your forearm! Young Master Zhuang has never done this since he was little, and he was stunned in his heart, and he rolled up his sleeves and bit his head.

"Brother Zhuang, put on your apron to prevent blood from splattering your clothes."

Yu Na is kind, but Zhuang Shao refuses to wear it. As a result, when the knife went down, the fish suddenly twitched violently, just like Meng Ye who was tickled.

Zhuang Shao tried to remain calm: "Why is it alive again?"

"What are you living! This is called stress! If you cut off its spine, it won't be able to jump around. You are still the top student, and the sixth in the school! Stupid reading!"

Zhuang Shao thought that Xueba also fucking divided the fish who had killed the fish and those who had not killed the fish.

With another slash, the fish's head was gone. Yu Xin said why I was so wronged, so he moved! The corpse is gone!

Meng Ye was woken up by the ping-pong-pong downstairs, and he ran down to watch: "Yo, how are the two chefs showing their skills?"

Yu Na spat at him: "Don't be poor, come and help!"

He washed his hands and joined in with a smile, the chicken coop on his head was still messed up. He slipped over to Zhuang Shao and asked what he had to do, Zhuang Shao glanced at him sideways, and began to brush his hair.

"Fish!" He glared angrily, "touch me with the hand that killed the fish, it's wicked and not wicked!"

"Washed."

"I can't even wash it..." He scolded and began to pick vegetables, hummed a song as he picked it, and rubbed Zhuang Shao with his elbow from time to time.

Listening to his voice, smelling the grassy fishy smell of fish, the fragrance of vegetables, and the spicy ginger pieces scraped through the skin, Zhuang Shao defined all this as home in his heart.

When I first arrived in Yanling, I thought that I would be alone in my life, but I didn't expect this chance, and I felt a little incredible. Other homeless children should not be so lucky, right? Meng Ye went to school together, Yu Na fed him snacks, and Sister You Ying was worried about whether his sweater was warm enough.

If I hadn't met this family, where would I spend this Spring Festival?

The phone in his pocket rang, and it was from his grandmother. He washed his hands and went out to pick it up. Because they were afraid that Meng Ye and the others would hear it, they didn't have time to put on their coats and went out directly, standing outside alone leaning against the wall.

Grandma complained: "I don't know how to call home during the New Year."

"I'm busy," he kicked the snow away, "just killed the fish."

"Do it yourself? Why didn't you go to the restaurant to eat?"

"The restaurant is so expensive, I can't afford it."

He hurried over there: "I'll send you money in the afternoon, five thousand, you can save yourself some money, it's all grandma's savings."

Zhuang Shao frowned: "Don't send it to me again, I don't need it. Keep your own money. Besides, don't we have anything else to talk about? The phone is always withdrawing money."

Grandma scolded: "I'm also afraid that you don't have enough money. If you don't like listening to it, I won't mention it. I won't mention it. Is this time okay?"

"It's okay." In fact, he always said that.

Grandma hesitated: "Your mother got the certificate from the deputy mayor. I have to thank you for that. I told your mother to let her send you a box for food. She insisted on giving it a red envelope, and I said a red envelope—"

Beep, beep, beep.

The phone became busy because Zhuang Shao hung up.

He said a happy new year in his heart, and he didn't know whether he said it to his grandfather in the sky, or to his grandmother and mother who were hundreds of kilometers away. In short, he said it. He bowed his head in silence for a long time, and suddenly there was a fluffy ball next to his feet. He lowered his eyes: fuck.

What are you doing out here when it's freezing cold? Oh yes, you have a leather coat, unlike me, I'm getting a runny nose from the cold.

Picking up Xiaolong, he went back to the house, just in time to bump into Meng Ye who came out to look for it.

"Where are you going! Looking for you everywhere."

"It's Xiaolong running around, if I didn't find it, it would freeze to death." Zhuang Shao pushed the pot.

Meng Ye raised his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, come and wash the bullfrog."

"Why don't you wash it?"

"I don't dare!" Meng Ye glanced back at him, "That's why I call you."

Zhuang Shao said that it was so rude to ask me to help. You are Huang Shiren. Meng Ye said that I am Huang Shiren, what happened? Hurry up, Yang Bailao, the evil old society is beckoning to you!

Okay, let's work hard here, young master is a little servant.

The kitchen dishes are almost washed, and there are only five or six bullfrogs. Zhuang Shao rolled up his sleeves and went into battle again, rubbing a bunch of sturdy frogs that had been skinned, recalling the methods of the bathhouse uncle while rubbing. Meng Ye was cutting vegetables next to him, and after a while, he said, "Ouch!"

Oh Na.

Zhuang Shao tsk: "Go to the side!"

Meng Ye Ma slipped away, holding up his middle finger wrapped with a Band-Aid, watching Zhuang Bai laboring hard with great interest.

"Oh, it's a bit rough to cut like this, you can change it again, yes, yes, yes, that's right."

"This one is floured and then egged! No! Oops, wrong again."

"Tsk." Zhuang Shao threw his chopsticks, "come here."

"It's okay, you fuck you." Meng Ye could only coax, "I won't interrupt, don't get angry, don't get angry."

"..." Zhuang Shao cursed in his heart, denouncing Meng Ye's ten major crimes at length. The first one is always teasing him, teasing him tirelessly, and then thinking about it slowly after nine.

When You Ying came back from playing cards at five o'clock, she could hear the giggling in the kitchen from afar. When she went over, the three children looked extremely happy, as happy as tomatoes that had been exposed to the sun, waiting to be picked at the age of eighteen. .

Hey, the old lady was also young.

She suddenly felt some emotion and was sighing when Meng Ye found her: "Mom!" By the way, he pointed his middle finger.

You Ying immediately went over and pinched her son's ear, and let go of it proudly until he cried out in pain. I went upstairs to change clothes, and when I finished changing, I accidentally found a second-hand chair in the warehouse. She thought for a while, then went over and said, "Meng Ye, come out and do me a favor."

"What's the matter?" Meng Ye was still confused.

"You bought this?" She pointed to the thing in the warehouse.

"Yeah, I'm going to send Zhuang Shao off at night."

You Ying frowned: "Where did you get it from?"

"Second-hand furniture market."

Meng Ye began to proudly describe how he bargained for the price and how he worked so hard to bring it back. You Ying, however, looked more and more wrong: "Didn't you realize it was removed from the car?"

"Ah?" His eyes moved hesitantly, and he realized that what he said was right. This is not a second-hand sofa, it is a modified car seat, only a bottom frame is added. But it's no big deal, right? The seat is the seat, just sit comfortably.

You Ying poked his forefinger at his temple: "It's just too much to do things. Can this be given away? Don't tell Zhuang Shao to sit, I think it's bad at first glance, who knows which accident car it was removed from. , who knows whether it has been soaked in water or died. Hurry up and deal with it tomorrow, and the money will be wasted. "

Of course Meng Ye is not superstitious, but he vaguely believes in luck, and he has encountered some bad luck. After his mother said that, my heart suddenly became cold.

This gift can't be given to Zhuang Shao anymore. What if Zhuang Shao gets unlucky with him?

But New Year's Eve has begun, where to go to buy other things.

A laughing voice shouted, "Meng Ye!"

He returned to God: "What?"

"Bring me a tissue."

Zhuang Shao was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes, and physical tears were streaming down his face. Meng Ye hurried over, but he avoided the paper towel fortress in his hand: "My hands are dirty, you wipe it for me."

Meng Ye could only wipe him, his movements were neither gentle nor rough, and even a little absent-minded. After wiping, Zhuang Shao slowly opened his eyes, and he didn't notice when he grabbed his wrist.

"What are you thinking?" Zhuang Shao asked in a low voice.

He snorted, stunned for a moment, and stared blankly at the hands of the two.

Zhuang Shao let go abruptly.

Meng Ye took a small step back and turned his head to look at the chopped onions on the cutting board: "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"Gone."

He snorted, nodded and left.

Zhuang Shao looked at his back for a long time, and his heart sank little by little, like a towel that had soaked up water.

Meng Ye was still a little unhappy until he had the reunion dinner. Zhuang Shao thought it was because of holding hands, so he became silent sitting next to him. You Ying knew why, so she deliberately activated the atmosphere, and asked Yu Na to take out the Wuliangye hidden at home and pour a little of it for each person.

"The two of you will be eighteen next year. It's okay to drink a little wine. Yu Na will be spared."

Yu Na said I don't! I'll drink it!

"Idiot child, I don't know who to go with..." You Ying said, "Raise your glass! For our family this year, we will add a new member."

It was already dark outside, and the host's greetings came from the TV. Everyone took a sip of wine, and Yu Na was so hot that she fanned the air, but Meng Ye and Zhuang Shao looked as usual. You Ying pointed to the two of them: "At first glance, I have been drinking secretly behind my back!"

Meng Ye smiled: "It's all Zhuang Shao who brought me down."

This is true. The first time they skipped class and went out, they drank a few bottles of beer. If it wasn't for that night, there would be no later story.

You Ying said, "Don't worry about who brings the bad, that's how it is this year. Next year, you two stinky brats will work harder for me, learn more from each other's strengths, fight less and skip classes, and urge each other to be friendly and loving. Do you hear?"

"Follow your orders!" Meng Ye shouted loudly. After shouting, he leaned on Zhuang Shao, who was sitting upright, leaned into his ear, and smiled: "Take care of you next year."

These words were somewhat solemn and somewhat ridiculed, mixed with a touch of alcohol, disturbing a pool of spring water in Zhuang Shao's heart. His heart skipped a beat, and it took a while to calm down.

After a while he got up and walked outside, Meng Ye asked, "Why are you going?"

Walking to the front of a snowdrift outside the door and crouching down, Zhuang Shao swept away the snow and buried three wrapped gift boxes inside. Meng Ye was stunned, watching him take it in.

"Sister Ying, Nana, Happy New Year." He patted the snow off the box and gave it to the two ladies on the opposite side. The ladies opened their mouths in shock and took them apart.

Yu Na was given a box of eyeshadow, and the whole family supported her with makeup, even if she was underage. It was a big red wallet for You Ying, a long one that could hold a hundred-yuan bill, so that she could use it when she went out to play cards.

The mother and daughter were so moved that their eyes were red, You Ying asked, "Where did you get the money?"

Zhuang Shao said he saved it.

"In the future, you are not allowed to save money blindly, do you hear that your living expenses are not enough to eat, so will you be able to survive if you deduct it?"

"Yeah." He smiled, "I plan to work part-time during the summer vacation, and then I will have plenty of money."

Meng Ye remained silent.

Zhuang Shao said, "Don't ask if you have any?"

He remained silent. Zhuang Shao said: "With you, don't be angry with me."

Meng Ye thought that he was angry and ashamed.

The big box at the end was for him. When he opened it, he found a pair of running shoes. The latest models were not cheap. He had a sour nose and blamed himself. Thinking of the two hundred dollars and heartache, he was in a throbbing pain. He could not wait to rush to the broken market to find someone to get it back.

Zhuang Shao said: "The size is compared to the pair you are wearing. I will try it later to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I will change it."

Meng Ye opened his bright eyes and said thank you to him. It was the first time that he felt so wrong, and it was so uncomfortable to get a gift.

But in fact, Zhuang Shao's original intention to send shoes is more pessimistic. He felt that he and Meng Ye might not be together forever, not even possible, but very likely. Meng Ye has a place where Meng Ye wants to go. In this case, it would be better to send him a pair of shoes to make him run faster, even if he can't be together at the place he wants to go.

As a result, Meng Ye drank a little too much for this meal.

When watching TV together, he laughed the loudest, and even the most boring sketches could laugh out, which was a bit nerve-wracking.

You Ying sat on the far left, poking at the sweater while watching. Yu Na was playing with Meng Ye's mobile phone, surfing the Internet everywhere, and downloading TV shows to watch. Meng Ye sat next to Na and was silly, Zhuang Shao sat on the far right and was silent, and Xiaolong sat at Zhuang Shao's feet and dozed off, but overall it was still a very noisy area.

Smiling, Meng Ye tilted his head over.

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Zhuang Shao turned his head. Meng Ye's head rested on his shoulder, the tip of his hair poked his side of his face, the tip of his nose was against his chin, his eyes were tremblingly closed, but his lips were slightly open.

Zhuang Shao stiffened at first, and after two minutes, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist and put the belt around himself. Meng Ye found a more comfortable position and leaned deeper.

One of them was breathing long, the other was breathing disorderly, and they were not on the same beat at all. Zhuang Shao looked at him, at his slowly rising and falling chest and wet lips, at the blue veins on his neck, and couldn't help but want to touch his face.

Before touching his hands, he was taken aback by the difference in skin color. His hands were more than one degree whiter than his face, and it was like the difference between milk and chocolate, which was very distinct.

Such a different Meng Ye is absolutely attractive.

Zhuang Shao was as dry as if he drank two catties of white, thinking, why is Meng Ye so cute? The complexion is dark, the tip of the nose is upright, and the hair is messy, making people want to kiss.