Chinese New Year's Eve is approaching.

Qingmo School is very peaceful. Most of the students went home for the holidays, and the gentlemen basically left. The only ones left were Han Lang and the lonely old man who was guarding the door.

Early in the morning, Han Lang was chopping wood outside the house, and his strength was limited, so he was sweating profusely after a while. He was only wearing a thin cotton coat from his private school, which was warmer when he moved like this. His face was much better than when he first arrived, and if you looked closely, he seemed to have grown a little taller. In previous years, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the most extravagant enjoyment he could get was a small piece of furry flesh, but this year, how to spend it? He rested, and then went on chopping, and the yard was to be swept up.

Xiyan looked around, the whole study room was empty, and she didn't want to find someone to ask. Hearing the sound of chopping wood, she followed it.

"Han Lang?" she called tentatively, just her back, she couldn't be sure.

Han Lang, who was concentrating on his work, heard someone call him, so he immediately straightened up and looked back, Xi Yan was wearing a silver vermilion wool cloak, holding a package in his hand, and was looking at him with a smile, Han Lang ran over in surprise.

"You're here. He said happily.

"yes, come and see you. Xiyan saw that he was covered with sweat, and without thinking about it, he took out a handkerchief to help him wipe it. He now looks like a normal child.

Han Lang stood and obediently asked her to wipe it, if his mother was still there, would she also wipe his sweat like this.

"Alright. Xiyan put down his hand and found that he was not wearing much, "Why are you wearing so little?"

"It's a lot, it's already warm. Han Lang looked down and saw that he was already very content with cotton clothes to wear.

Xiyan saw that he was smiling with satisfaction, so he didn't say more, opened the package, and took out a thick cotton coat first, "Put it on first, be careful of catching a cold." ”

When she came, she helped him buy clothes and some snacks, after all, he is still a child, and he always has to look like him during the New Year.

The thick cotton clothes were worn on his body, warm, and Han Lang looked at Xiyan gratefully, not knowing what to say.

His expression fell into Xiyan's eyes, and she smiled and said, "Don't be so moved, I said it, you are my younger brother." ”

The two walked slowly on the path of the schoolhouse, and Xiyan patiently listened to Han Lang talk about his daily life. She really envied him.

"I'm going back. After walking for a while, Xiyan felt that the time was about the same, so she said to him.

Han Lang's eyes were full of disappointment, and the time to be happy was always short. He still had so many things to tell her, so many things to say to her.

"Don't do that," Xiyan reached out and tugged at his cheek, "I'll come to see you again." "Although I don't know when the next time will be.

"Oh. He nodded reluctantly, listless.

"Han Lang," Xi Yan looked at him, and she was also a little unbearable, she held his shoulders and let him face to face with her, "I'm sorry, but I've done my best." I don't want you to be unhappy. ”

With earnestness in her eyes, he nodded. There was an indescribable sadness between her brows, and he could feel it, she was unhappy.

"I hope you can really understand" Xi Yan helped him tidy up his clothes and handed the package to him. "Remember to buy some firecrackers and have a good New Year. ”

The janitor who went to buy wine happened to come back and saw Han Lang standing there with a woman in fancy clothes. Hmm, I heard that Han Lang was sent by a very beautiful woman, could this be his mother?

Xi Yan pulled up her cloak and said goodbye to Han Lang, intending to leave. The janitor hid behind a nearby tree and watched her pass. It can't be his mother, how can a woman under 20 have such a big child? But, to be honest, although most of her face is covered by the cape, she can still be seen to be a very beautiful person. He looked at Han Lang who was still standing in place, this kid, looking honest, couldn't ask anything from his mouth. But he was diligent, hardworking, and not obnoxious.

Xiyan hurried back, if she missed the appointed time, Yan Tianmu was afraid that she would never agree to let her come out again. It's almost the New Year, and the streets are full of the smell of the New Year, but she doesn't have time to feel it carefully.

Yan Tianmu had just come out of the Zisu Palace, and even the king moved out for the sake of marrying. Lei Xiao came forward, not like his family could easily deal with the past. He had to think about what he was going to do.