One hundred and seventy-two
On Chinese New Year's Eve, the weather was very good, the sun shone warmly, and every qiΔ looked comfortable and comfortable, and even the big yellow dogs and chickens in the yard did not have the quarrels of the past, and they were lazily basking in the sun, and they were all safe. At noon, the sound of firecrackers at the beginning of the reunion dinner was heard from time to time inside and outside the village.
Liu Yunxi was helping her mother in the kitchen, and the vegetable cage on the cauldron had been stacked with three layers, and her mother was not satisfied, so she kept counting with her fingers, and she had to have sixteen dishes.
"Can you finish eating so much?" Liu Yunxi asked, and said: "If you eat one bite, you will eat sixteen bites, and you will be able to eat enough just the vegetables." β
"You think the Chinese New Year is all about eating?" My mother said, "But it's a good omen, it's good to eat heartily and heartily, that's more than every year." β
"Auntie, someone from the family is looking for you." Liu Liu ran in and said.
Liu Yunxi was stuffing firewood into the hearth, without raising her head, and said, "Who is looking for my aunt, don't you know Liu Liu?" β
"Hello aunt!"
With this voice, Liu Yunxi's hand shook, and the firewood was scattered on the ground, and some open flames were brought out, almost poking her in the face.
"Yunxiβ"
The most beautiful call she had heard countless times in her dreams was now in her ears, very real, and the face she had thought of day and night was smiling at her.
"Oh, little - little Joe, why are you here?" Mom wiped her hands on her apron and said busily.
"Grandma, the pot is mushy and smoking." Liu Liu shouted loudly.
"Oh, Yunxi, you go to receive Xiao Qiaoxian." Mom said as she poured water into the pot.
Liu Yunxi rubbed his hands and stood up: "Let's go, go to the house." β
Qiao Yi'an stood still, with a smile on his face: "Yunxi, your face." β
"Oh, look at yourself, a pot of smoke on your face, go wash it." Mom said with a smile.
She hurriedly covered her face and ran to the faucet outside.
"You kid, take cold water again." The mother followed her running out and said to Liu Liu, "Liu Liu, go and ask your aunt to get hot water to wash your face." β
"Hmm." Liu Liu responded obediently. Followed.
"Where's the hot water? I got it. Qiao Yi'an picked up a basin on the table and asked.
"Here's it, in the hanging jar." Mom picked up a scoop and lifted a lid on the stove.
Qiao Yi'an took the water and ran outside. Directly put the basin under the faucet, Liu Yunxi didn't raise his head, said "thank you", and washed his face.
Halfway through the wash, she raised her head and asked, "Is it still dark?" β
Qiao Yi'an shook his head.
"Auntie. Give you towels. One of Liu Liu's small hands reached out.
"This is your niece, so well-behaved." Joean touched her head.
"Grandpa said that I was the same as my aunt when I was a child, and I was very well-behaved." Liu Liu looked at Qiao Yi'an and said in a milky voice.
Qiao Yi'an and Liu Yunxi looked at each other and smiled, but did not make a sound.
"Liu Liu, you go play by yourself first, and my aunt will talk to this uncle, okay?" Liu Yunxi leaned down and said to Liu Liu.
"Hmm." Liu Liu jumped and walked away.
Now it's just her and him. As if she suddenly remembered something, she asked loudly, "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve." How did you get here? How did you get here? Driving? As he spoke, a pair of eyes searched the yard, but there was no car.
"Yunxi-" Qiao Yi'an snorted softly, "You're weird, aren't you?" I came to spend Chinese New Year's Eve with you, celebrate the New Year together, are you happy? β
Liu Yunxi looked at him like a monster, and before he could speak, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a few heads outside the courtyard dodging, knowing that it was the people in the village who were curious and snooped there. He whispered, "Let's go inside." β
"Is this your boudoir?" Qiao Yi'an asked as soon as he entered the house.
"yes. What do you think? β
"Well, romantic, warm, full of cultural flavor, in line with your temperament."
"Sit down." Liu Yunxi pointed to a chair next to the bed, while she sat on the bed herself.
Qiao Yi'an looked around the room. I found that there was only that chair to sit on.
"Your boudoir is too simple, just a table, a chair, a bed, and a painting." He didn't sit down in a chair, but next to her on the bed.
Liu Yunxi instinctively moved to the side, as if she was pulling Fangshe.
Qiao Yi'an glanced at her, and an imperceptible smile appeared on her lips: "Are you afraid of me?" β
"Watch the distance." Liu Yunxi raised her voice, "Don't forget that you are the one who has a fiancΓ©e." β
"I'm not married." Qiao Yi'an stared at her.
Liu Yunxi's eyes widened again. Look at him like a monster.
"I said I'm not married, don't you understand?" Qiao Yi'an leaned under her nose and almost shouted.
"Be quiet." Liu Yunxi came back to his senses, glanced out the window hurriedly, and roared.
"Why are you so timid? Be so careful in your own home? Qiao Yi'an smiled, lifted his buttocks, and took another step towards her.
Liu Yunxi naturally moved to the side again, always keeping him at a distance she thought was appropriate.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Liu Yunxi stared at him.
"My father won't let me get married, I'm liberated, I'm free, and I can marry someone I like." Qiao Yi'an looked at him with a smile on his face, and he was still smiling when he spoke, and it was the original handsome and chic Qiao Yi'an again.
"Father won't let you get married?" Liu Yunxi turned sideways, her face full of suspicion, "Is your father asking you to get married?" Is your father the one who controls you? β
"What control?" Qiao Yi'an asked urgently, "Pay attention to your wording, no one controls me, I just don't want to go against my father's wishes and choose to wronged myself - and you." β
Liu Yunxi looked like she understood, and stopped talking.
"No doubts?" Qiao Yi'an looked at her expectantly.
"What else? Isn't it just that you're not getting married? I know it all. Liu Yunxi deliberately replied to him lightly.
"Don't you wonder, what is the reason? Why am I here? Qiao Yi'an moved over again.
Liu Yunxi was about to speak, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Liu Song stood at the door, with a nervous and panicked face: "Brother-in-law-"
"Who's your brother-in-law?" Liu Yunxi said angrily, "Call him Director Qiao." β
"No, how did you become Director Qiao?" Liu Song slipped into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and looked at Qiao Yi'an timidly with his eyes, "Brother-in-law, oh, no, Director Qiao, you are here-"
"Looking for you to share dividends, didn't you say that you made money doing business? So here it is. Liu Yunxi interrupted him.
Liu Song smiled when he heard this, knowing that Qiao Yi'an didn't know the truth yet, he relaxed a little, and in just a moment, he rushed to Liu Yunxi, leaned in her ear and said, "Sister, please close Chrysostom and save me some face, okay?" β
"Do you still want face? What are you going to do with your face? Liu Yunxi glanced at him and shouted in a loud voice.
Qiao Yi'an looked at the pair of sisters and brothers calmly, and probably had already guessed the truth. (To be continued.) )