This is probably the most lively New Year in Kyoto, Song Yuan has been preparing New Year's goods since half a month ago, and yesterday she went to purchase a large number of melons and fruit snacks......

Originally......

"Wake up. Song Yuan pushed Jian Feng's arm helplessly, "Get up......"

Jian Feng didn't want to get up, he drank with Jian Jian until midnight yesterday, and today he didn't say how bad his brain was, and he didn't want to move.

"I'm going to have breakfast. Song Kite was the first to struggle up from the bed, and then before he could say the next sentence, he was pressed back again.

Jian Feng didn't lift his eyelids, "Don't move." ”

"......" Song Yuan poked his face, "If you don't want to get up, don't stop others." ”

"None of them got up. He said so.

"Oh?"

"I slept more than I did, and you couldn't wake him up for breakfast. ”

"I don't care if you two brothers live or die! I want to prepare breakfast for Jian Ziyu, let you go!"

Song Yuan finally got rid of the ghost Jian Feng who was lying in bed, and after washing, he went out and ran into Jian Ziyu with messy hair.

"Morning, Jian Ziyu. Song Yuan greeted him with a smile.

"Early ......" Jian Ziyu looked very tired.

Song Yuan thought of Jian Feng's appearance of not waking up, "If you haven't woken up yet, you can go back and sleep for a while......"

"I'm not an easy pig. Jian Ziyu looked disgusted, and then looked up at Song Kite, "My uncle didn't get up either?"

Song Yuan nodded.

"Tsk. Jian Ziyu snorted, looking at Jian Feng's door with a very disdainful look.

Song Yuan laughed: "They drank too late last night. ”

"yes, just drink it to death. Jian Ziyu complained casually and walked in front, "I want to eat sauerkraut noodles." ”

"Okay. Song Yuan followed behind him and said gently.

Jian Ziyu took two steps before she suddenly remembered, turned around and said to Song Yuan, "Thank you." ”

He seemed a little embarrassed, and Song Yuan smiled indifferently.

Song Yuan, who was preparing breakfast, took the time to glance at Jian Ziyu who was watching TV on the sofa, he had a straight face, watching the bloody and old-fashioned TV series, as if he was studying something.

In fact, Jian Ziyu is more like what he should be, mature and precocious, calm and wise. The obedient and cute appearance shown in front of Song Kite before is more like acting......

Now Jian Ziyu prefers to face Song Yuan in a real state, after all, the two of them have a common secret, about Gu Yu.

Jian Ziyu must have been planning in his heart how to see Gu Yu again, and Jian Ziyu must have guessed that Gu Yu would come to visit him from time to time, and when he didn't know it, he watched him silently.

Song Yuan poured white water into the fried sauerkraut and watched the soup base gradually boiling. She felt that the Jian family was too bumpy. Song Kite sprinkled another handful of chives into the boiled noodles. Keep thinking about it, and it's not good to know if it's genetic.

Although he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed before, when Song Yuan came out of the kitchen with the pot, he found that there were still three people sitting obediently in front of the dining table, although Jian Jian was still yawning wildly, and Jian Feng's head looked like he was going to fall asleep at any time little by little.

"You two, why are you doing this?" Song Yuan didn't understand.

Simple beckoned, "Family etiquette." ”

......

Daintily.

After breakfast, Jian Feng and Jian Jian had no intention of going back to sleep, and the two of them stared at each other on the sofa for a while.

After Song Yuan came back from washing the dishes, he asked them with a puzzled expression, "What are you doing?"

"It's been a long time since I've sat with him so peacefully, and I'm a little uncomfortable. Jian Jian turned his head to look at Song Yuan, and felt that this woman still had something.

Jian Feng was too lazy to take care of the simplicity, but he also turned his head to look at her. These two people sit side by side like two lazy cats, giving people an inexplicable sense of healing. Song Yuan felt that the parents of the Jian family must like their twins very much, at least in terms of appearance, they are absolutely pleasing to the eye.

"Do we have any plans for today?" Jian Feng asked her.

"Clean up the house...... Song Yuan glanced at the house, as if there was nothing to clean up, "Arrange it to prepare for the New Year at night?"

"......" Jian Feng was stunned in confusion.

Easy to try.

Fifteen minutes later, Jian Feng was simply stuffed with a piece of paper.

"What are you doing?" If it weren't for the strong festive atmosphere today, Jian Feng would suspect that this brother was going to harm him.

"Look at your skill, arrange for you to cut the window grille. "Simple, serious.

Die!

Of course, Jian Feng was not really arranged to cut window flowers, this kind of thing was already ready-made, Jian Feng, Jian Ziyu and Song Yuan unfolded the decorative paper together, and hung it up with a ladder later.

"Be careful, it's plastic, it's fragile, and you'd better take it seriously with your own surgical skills. "Swaggering on the other side of the couch.

"What are you doing there, why don't you come and help?" Jian Feng glanced at him.

"I'm a planner, have you ever seen that planner prepare for the New Year's party with the staff?"

Song Yuan felt that it was easy to prepare for the party to prepare for an occupational disease, and now he instructed them so.

But no matter what the simple attitude is, today's New Year, everyone is busy and messy, and after a while, the simple will dislike their slow cleaning up and start in person.

From the morning to the afternoon, he finally dressed up Jian Feng's originally monotonous and empty villa with joy.

"Hmm......" Jian Ziyu looked at the upside-down blessing word on the door seriously.

"How's it going?" said Easy, smiling brightly.

"Would love to throw you out. "Although the things were purchased by Song Yuan, the layout plan was all carried out according to the simplicity...... Jian Feng seriously suspected that this man's personal vendetta had made his family look like this.

"You guys come and help me make a pot!" Song Kite's voice came from the kitchen.

Jian Feng quickly rushed in, helped Song Yuan take out the boiled beef, and cut a few plates of vegetables by the way.

This is also the first time in so many years that Jian Jian has such an atmosphere for the New Year, usually his New Year is to invite the chef of the star hotel to arrange a dinner, a group of people he doesn't know eat and drink together, Jian Ziyu left Xi Xin Chinese New Year's Eve nest in the house to do his homework......

It's unimaginable to watch fireworks through the glass with a drink like this......

"Do you have any New Year's resolutions?" asked a few people at the table curiously.

Jian was stunned for a moment, Jian Feng nodded, and Jian Ziyu wanted to open his mouth.

Song Kite compared a "shh".

"It doesn't work if you say it, so make a wish on the fireworks. ”

Jian Feng felt that Song Kite was the best gift in his life......