Chapter 69 Jealous

New Year's Eve...

Si Miao's fingers twitched when she licked the cat. After marrying Ji Dongdong, in line with the principle of respecting each other, he never asked the other party's home situation.

But he could vaguely guess that Ji Dongdong's relationship with his parents must be relatively distant, otherwise his parents would not be present when the wedding was not possible.

Moreover, he often heard Ji Dongdong mention his grandmother, but never heard him mention his parents, but he didn't expect his relationship with his parents to be so bad that they were not together during the New Year.

It's too desolate to be at home during the New Year, Si Miao thought for a while, "I'll stay too."

"No, you go home."

"No..." Si Miao put down Miaomiao and said firmly, "I'll stay."

Ji Yuedong was dumbfounded, he couldn't say things like "you don't need to sympathize with me", and the child wanted to stay with him out of kindness, so he had no choice but to agree.

Si Miao was afraid of his guilt, so he came up with an idea: "Let's spend time at home on New Year's Eve, go to grandma's place on the second day of junior high, and go back to our hometown on the third day of junior high, okay?"

With this arrangement, he went back a day earlier, so that the children could stay at home for one more day. Ji Yuedong felt much more comfortable, and nodded with a smile.

After struggling for a night, the two finally figured out how to celebrate the New Year. Since they decided to celebrate the New Year at home, they couldn't stand up like this. Si Miao said that he would go buy something tomorrow to prepare.

"Okay," Ji Yuedong glanced at the itinerary, "wait for me to pick you up and go together tomorrow afternoon."

I don't know why, Si Miao especially likes to hear Ji Dongdong say the word "together", as if these two words have some kind of magic power and can connect them together.

After being affirmed, Si Miao happily went back to sleep, and it took a while to think about the taste.

Ji Dongdong said that the pork ribs may have been licked by other pigs...

Ji Dongdong said he was a pig! ! !

Comrade Si Xiao thought about it, and was still a little aggrieved.

Although he knew that Ji Dongdong was teasing him, he was already so thin. Ji Dongdong also said that he was a pig. Did he think he was not good-looking enough?

Therefore, Ji Yuedong nodded slightly sideways, and he could see the child turned his head and looked out of the car window hard, without saying a word, obviously unhappy.

Last night, he made an appointment to go to the supermarket to buy New Year's goods today. Ji Yuedong rejected the afternoon meeting and came back to pick him up. Now the two are driving to the supermarket. The afternoon sun hit the earlobe, dyeing the thin little fluff a touch of golden yellow.

Ji Yuedong raised his eyebrows: "What's so beautiful outside."

"..." Si Miao: "Everything looks good."

Ji Yuedong: "There are only cars outside."

Si Miao said angrily, "that's better than me too."

This little temper is confusing, and Ji Yuedong keeps quiet and doesn't mess with him anymore.

When he arrived at the entrance of the supermarket and stopped the car, Ji Yuedong glanced at the ice cream shop next to him: "Go ahead and wait for me in the supermarket."

Si Miao thought he was going to make a phone call or smoke a cigarette or something, so he obediently went into the supermarket and waited for him while rubbing his hands. After a while, through the glass of the supermarket revolving door, he saw Ji Dongdong holding a rabbit-shaped ice cream in one hand, walking towards this side from a distance.

Years ago, when the supermarket had the most customers, Si Miao was standing at the door wearing a mask. Even if he covered most of his face, his dark eyes and the small mole at the corner of his eyes were a sight that people could not ignore.

Two girls walked into the revolving door and passed by him. He just smiled and rolled his eyes. The two girls' faces instantly blushed, and they hid and whispered with their arms over their shoulders.

"God, he's so handsome!"

"Tsk, you look like a worthless nympho, if you like it, just ask him for a WeChat account."

"But looking at his appearance, he should be waiting for someone, maybe he is waiting for his girlfriend."

"I can't tell if it's waiting for classmates or my mother. You can add WeChat and ask."

Ji Yuedong walked fast with long legs. The two little girls were tangled in the same place and didn't move. The conversation fell into his ears word for word.

Ji Yuedong: "..."

He went around the revolving door and inserted forcefully between the two little girls and Si Miao.

"Is it for me?" Si Miao was used to being seen, but she didn't feel anything, her eyes were full of bunny ice cream, and her heart was sweet.

Ji Yuedong didn't speak, and suddenly raised his hand up.

Even if Ji Yuedong didn't answer his question, there were only the two of them now, and Si Miao knew that the ice cream must have been bought for him.

He couldn't hold back, and when people didn't give it, he raised his hand and took it himself.

Then Ji Yuedong raised his hand higher without saying a word.

The height of the two is actually not that much different, but Ji Yuedong's arms are long, and Si Miao is really out of reach now.

He scratched his hair and immediately found a good way. He pulled the hem of Ji Yuedong's clothes with his left hand, stood on tiptoe, and with the strength of his left hand, his right hand finally touched the tip of the ice cream cone.

Seeing his actions, Girl A: "I'll just say there is a girl and a boyfriend."

Girl B: "It's sour and stinky, slipped away."

The two girls left with their arms on their shoulders, so Si Miao got the ice cream as he wished, lifted the mask and licked it quietly.

Ji Yuedong got his wish, seeing the desolate backs of the girls, and stuffed the ice cream in the other hand into the children's hands.

Si Miao was stunned: "Is it also for me..."

"Um."

"Eating two is too sinful."

Ji Yuedong glanced at him sideways, "Buy one get one free, don't waste it."

In fact, it's not a buy one get one free. This ice cream comes in two colors, one pink and one blue, pink strawberry flavor and red blueberry flavor. Ji Yuedong doesn't know which flavor Si Miao likes to eat, so he just comes with one. .

If you want to eat ice cream, you must take off the mask. So many people, Si Miao, are afraid of being recognized, so they don't dare to take it off.

Ji Yuedong saw his concerns, looked around, took him to the corner, blocked his vision with his body, "eat."

Ji Yuedong was tall, so Si Miao took off her mask and ate with confidence. The ice cream is very fruity, not greasy and not as sweet as expected. It is unexpectedly delicious.

Afraid that Ji Dongdong would be in a hurry, the two ice creams would be finished soon, and the little loss in my heart was gone, only the sweet and sour strawberry flavor was left.

Si Miao whispered "thank you" and put on a mask in return. Ji Yuedong watched his movements, and the words of the girls suddenly echoed in his ears.

After licking his back molars, Ji Yuedong stretched out his hand and roughly pulled Si Miao's mask up another two centimeters.

Si Miao was already serious enough, but after doing this, his eyes were almost half covered, and he asked dumbly, "What's wrong."

"Nothing," Ji Yuedong turned around and walked towards the entrance of the supermarket, "it's not honest to wear a mask."

Net hook up with little girls.

Si Miao was inexplicably put on such a big hat. He had a short mouth just after eating, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only push the shopping cart and follow him obediently.

It's a simple New Year for two people, and there is no need to cook too delicate dishes. Ji Yuedong's idea is to make a few random occasions.

But Si Miao insisted on doing ten, and Ji Yuedong was no better than him, and soon the two of them became Si Miao to pick in front, and Ji Yuedong followed behind to push the cart.

When he arrived at the daily necessities area, Si Miao picked out a couplet and two big "Fu" characters, and Ji Yuedong asked him, "Where is it posted?"

"One is posted outside the door," Si Miao smiled, "the other is posted on the master bedroom door."

The master bedroom is Ji Yuedong's bedroom. After Si Miao finished speaking, he turned back to find the tape. Ji Yuedong pursed his lips, picked out another blessing, and threw it into the shopping cart.

Things are ready, and New Year's Eve will come soon.

Unlike in the countryside, firecrackers are prohibited in the city. In previous years, Si Miao, who was woken up by the sound of gun battles, opened his eyes and the hour hand had already pointed to a quarter past nine.

In my hometown, the task of pasting couplets and blessings belongs to the youngest child. Si Wei has an intellectual disability, so every year the couplets are pasted by Si Miao.

He quickly got up, hurriedly opened the door, and was stunned when he saw what was on the door.

——I saw a big "Fu" on the door of my side bedroom, echoing the red color on the door of the master bedroom opposite.

Ji Yuedong was feeding the cat on the balcony. Si Miao thought he had pasted the word "Fu" on the outer door by mistake, so he carefully took it off and ran out.

As a result, the outer door couplet couplets are all available, and there are not many.

Si Miao realized what Ji Yuedong had done, and her nose gradually became sore.

Neither of them have the kind of noisy personality. The day was very peaceful. At noon, Si Miao racked his brains to come up with ten dishes and achieved a perfect achievement. In the evening, the two of them picked a few items to warm up and ate them together with the dumplings they bought, even if the festival was over.

Half an hour before the bell rang, Si Miao was afraid of disturbing Ji Yuedong, so he went back to his bedroom and called the directors and actors he knew one by one to say New Year's greetings.

After one lap, Si Miao's throat was so dry, she ran to the living room to drink water.

I could vaguely hear the sound of Miao Miao snoring from the study, and the tinkling of WeChat on the mobile phone.

Apart from that, there was no phone call, neither did Ji Yuedong say New Year's greetings to Ji Yuedong, nor did Ji Yuedong say New Year's greetings to others.

Although WeChat text messages are popular now, and there are very few calls, Si Miao still thinks that making calls is more sincere. He put down the water glass, turned back to the room, leaned against the door and dialed Ji Yuedong's number.

Ji Yuedong, who was only separated by a living room, saw the caller ID and connected in surprise: "Huh?"

"There are two minutes left for this year to end," Si Miao squeezed the time, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"No."

"Is there any important gain from that?"

Ji Yuedong thought for a while, and rubbed Miaomiao's belly with the side of his slippers, "Yes, there is a son named Miaomiao unexpectedly."

"That's obviously my son..." Si Miao said halfway through, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with what she said, and turned around abruptly, "Then this year is a very successful year."

As he said that, he glanced at the time. He was still thirty seconds away from ringing the bell. He opened the drawer, took out the contents, and walked to the living room with the phone in his hand: "Ji Dongdong, you're out..."

The study door opened, and the person on the other side of the phone said in unison, "Come out."

This conversation was so consistent with the footsteps, Si Miao looked up, and Ji Yuedong, who was holding a mobile phone, also looked up. The two looked at each other for five seconds in front of the word "Fu" at their door, and laughed out loud.

"Three, two, one..."

The host's excited countdown sounded, and then the bell echoed in the living room, and the new year followed last year's tail, taking away all the bad memories of the past.

"Happy New Year," Si Miao said on the phone, forgetting that the person was right in front of her, "I have a red envelope for you."

Ji Yuedong shook the things in his hand: "What a coincidence, so do I."

On the second day of junior high, the two took the gifts they bought in advance and went to see Grandma Ji in the house they bought next to the hospital.

Grandma Ji despised Ji Guoli's new daughter-in-law. Yesterday was New Year's Eve when she summoned Ji Guoli to this house to spend alone. She drove them away at night and recharged her energy to wait for the arrival of her grandson and grandson-in-law.

The old man was wearing a red jacket and dressed very decently, but unfortunately his spirit was obviously not as good as before. He had a meal with his grandson and grandson-in-law at noon, and after chatting for less than half an hour, he was persuaded by the nurse to rest.

Before going to bed, he didn't forget to stuff his grandson-in-law with a big red envelope.

In the early morning of the third day, Ji Yuedong and Si Miao set off for their hometown. During the Chinese New Year, there was a lot of poker players. Si Qingshan drank and played poker in various villages, and he never appeared again except at Si Fang's wedding.

It happened to be out of sight and out of mind. Si Miao was busy with the wedding and couldn't find Bei. At night, she dipped on her pillow and felt very calm.

On the night of the wedding, he didn't follow the bridal chamber. His brother was introverted, and it was too lively to be overwhelmed. He helped his brother to stop the alcohol, and his drunk eyelids were hardened. In the end, Ji Yuedong carried him back to his room. He was not fully awake when he left in the morning of the fifth day.

On the evening of the fifth day of the first day, they returned to City H. On the sixth day of the first day, he went to the bank to transfer the money to the card that was secretly stuffed into his brother. On the seventh day of the first day, the employees of Oriental Entertainment returned to the company one after another. life.

This kind of life lasted for nearly a month, the muscles in his abdomen finally came out, and the arms were a little stronger, and the whole person looked taller and healthier.

But it is still thinner than the average man, and the coach slapped his mouth: "I really can't help it because of the poor foundation. It is very difficult for bean sprouts to become a macho. Congratulations, you have become the first failure in my career."

Si Miao: Grief.jpg.

The bottom line is poor, don't blame him.

At the same time, during the Chinese New Year, "The Sea of ​​That Year" was released as scheduled the day before Valentine's Day.

The charm of the nation's first love is undiminished. Except for the Hollywood blockbuster that cannot be beaten, "That Year" ranked third in the domestic box office and sixth in the total box office.

Si Miao, who was on the big screen for the first time, received a wave of praise for her role as a poor little He Ming. After a period of stagnation, Weibo finally gained hundreds of thousands of different fans - movie fans.

In order to make good use of this wave of popularity, Zhou Jiayan planned to join the crew of "Code 57" three days before the appointed time.

His abacus was as follows: to finalize the look of Lu Xiao with the director, and take a wave of hard photos that are completely different from He Ming's image to attract fans. The director agrees with his idea very much. It just so happens that Lu Xiao's official announcement photo has not been taken yet, so we can take it together by the way.

At this time, "Code 57" has been filmed for almost a month, and the heroine's role has come to the end. When they arrived at the Studio City and found their own crew, it was just in time for lunch.

Zhou Jiayan carried the fruit and took Si Miao to the main creator's lounge to deliver the fruit one by one.

The director accepted it with a smile, the heroine asked Si Miao to cheer, and when he walked to the lounge of the hero Jiang Boliang, he turned his face to the two and asked the assistant to put the fruit in the small freezer.

Jiang Boliang is a 100% capable actor. In the past ten years, he can be seen in almost every movie and TV series with themes of the Anti-Japanese War, the military, and spy warfare.

It's normal for powerful people to have great temperaments. Zhou Jiayan didn't want to make fun of himself, so he said "take care" and left with Si Miao.

After exiting the door of the lounge, before taking two steps, the two vaguely heard Jiang Boliang say to their assistant, "I don't like these idol factions. The acting skills are poor, and each one is more unprofessional than the other! Thinking of playing against these stars in a few days, I have a terrible headache!"

"Brother Liang, be a little quieter, the star may not have gone far."

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Boliang was very upright, "Am I wrong, a male star who has grown up like that can put his mind on the play?"

Zhou Jiayan and Si Miao looked at each other.

"Work hard, male star," Zhou Jiayan patted Si Miao on the shoulder, "call me anytime if you are bullied."