The early morning of Chinese New Year's Eve was very early, before dawn outside, Jiang Hao had already gotten up, he was stirring the rice ball noodles in the kitchen, the cutting board was a pile of chopped brown sugar, everything in the kitchen was clean and neat.

The water in the pot was still steaming, not completely boiling, Jiang Hao's hands were kneading the rice balls, and he was still funnily pinching the different shapes of rice balls, and then crushed them.

Playful look, like a minor, not at all like a person in his twenties.

This is the first time he has made rice balls, and it is also the first time he has heard that he can use brown sugar and use nothing to wrap rice balls.

Looking at the water in the pot, getting hotter and hotter, and when the steam was rising more and more, he began to wrap the rice balls, the first one failed, and finally the sugar and rice balls were mixed, and the brown sugar was not completely wrapped in.

The second time, he didn't wrap the sugar, but did a few experiments over and over again to see how he should wrap it, so that he could wrap all the brown sugar in it and not scatter and spill the sugar.

After several experiments, he finally succeeded, without spilling the sugar, and wrapped a round and large brown sugar rice ball.

Excitedly, he threw it in the boiling water in the pot, and then began to bandage the second one.

He deliberately adjusted the fire of the induction cooker to a stable fire, and the water in the pot was slowly boiling, vigorously boiling the rice balls that had just fallen into the water.

Looking at the rice balls that were better than the ones made every time, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and excitedly wanted to praise himself.

On the road of growth in life, just like the rice balls in the pot that are more beautiful than the other, they always have to go through several rounds of tempering to do better.

The water in the pot is slowly rising, he is still trying to wrap the rice balls, I don't know when the clothes have been, and he has been sprinkled with rice ball powder, and the white rice ball powder is on the black coat, which is a sharp contrast.

The sky began to open slowly, and the pigeons began to move, flying in and out of the sky, as if they were also welcoming the first day of the new year.

Liu Diandian had already gotten up, and she walked on the ice outside with a little idleness, and there was a "squeak, squeak" sound when she stepped on it.

"Morning" Jiang Kai rubbed his eyes, his hair was gone, and he walked slowly, as if he was closing his eyes and asking her for morning.

"Morning, Happy New Year!" Liu nodded and smiled and gave him an early greeting.

At this moment, she looked at him very seriously, only to realize that under the well-defined appearance, there was a handsome face.

"Hey, Happy New Year! Wishing you prosperity! What about red envelopes?" Jiang Kai seemed to suddenly react, today is the New Year, he naughtily sniffed Liu dotted red envelopes!

Liu nodded and looked at him with his mouth cocked, and thought unconvinced, shouldn't the big ones give the small ones red envelopes, the old ones to the young ones, and the men to the women's packets? Why did you ask me for red envelopes?

Suddenly a pigeon flew to her shoulder, and the two wings moved, and she screamed in fright, and suddenly crouched down.

Jiang Kai couldn't stop laughing when he saw this scene, turned around and walked into the kitchen with the basin to find hot water.

After a while, he carried a basin of steaming face wash and walked over to Liu Diandian with a smile.

"Here, it's a face wash. ”

"This is for me?" asked Liu Dian, pointing to his confidant.

"Is there anyone else here? The pigeon doesn't wash its face, only the dead pigeon will be washed in such hot water, you go to the house, it's cold outside, be careful of the cold, I'll go and bring the fire up." He replied a little mischievously, and then turned around and went to light the charcoal fire.

Liu nodded and didn't answer, put his cold hands into the warm hot water, and felt that everything was so warm, warm from his heart to the world.

She never thought that one day someone would give her a wash and tell her to be careful of catching a cold.

All this was the care she had never enjoyed, and it was also the treatment she never thought of, but on the first day of the new year in 2008, everything came true in the process she never thought about.

He had never lit the charcoal fire, and he lit it several times with a lighter, but still the charcoal burned, and he tried to find how to light it, but again and again it was not.

When he was a little helpless, Liu Diandian stood at the door, clasped his hands in his arms and said to him: "Why don't I teach you, you can just give me a little tuition." ”

Hearing Liu Diandian's voice, he suddenly looked up in fright and almost fell to the ground.

looked at her with an aggrieved look.

Liu Diandian, who was standing at the door, suddenly pointed at him and laughed, it turned out that when he was heating the fire, the charcoal was on his face, and the black cracks were especially obvious on his folded skin.

He wiped his face with his hand and said inexplicably, "What?

He didn't know that it was okay if he didn't wipe it, and the black charcoal spread out more stylishly on his face, and it became even darker.

Liu nodded and bent over, covering his stomach, as if he felt a little tired and painful.

She came over from the washbasin with the towel she had just washed her face on, and gently wiped the charcoal on her face for him, but she still couldn't help but want to smile on her face.

Jiang Kai, who had never been a girl who had washed her face, suddenly blushed, from her forehead to her neck.

He clearly felt that his heart was beating at an accelerated pace, and he didn't dare to look at the ordinary girl in front of him, so he only bowed his head shyly.

"I'm going to wash my face" He embarrassedly snatched the towel from her hand and quickly fled the scene.

Seeing him fleeing as if he had fallen into the wilderness, Liu Diandian couldn't help but shake his head behind his back, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile that was still happy.

After he left, she started to fire again with a lighter, her eyes looking around for something flammable to use as a fire starter.

There seemed to be no flammable materials around except paper to ignite the fire, and she was suddenly a little depressed, and she was also thinking about how to burn this charcoal.

A bottle of mineral water on the ground became the target of her search, because glue is also a flammable substance, and it can also have a little effect on ignition.

After a few minutes of her efforts, the charcoal fire was finally raised by her, and she finally saw the light and warm breath of the fire.

As he watched the charcoal burning in the fire grow stronger and stronger, a little pride appeared on his face.

She stretched out her hands and put them on the charcoal basin, poking her left hand at the holding of her right hand, as if it was particularly cold.

The furnishings in the room are very old, the furniture is made of wood, the old wardrobe should be grandma's, and now in this metropolis, it is rare to see such cabinets, and they are basically antiques.