Feng Lin's family background is only a little better than Xiao Liulang's former one, but it is really not too good, which can be seen from his daily food and clothing.

It's just that in dealing with Xiao Liulang, he has always been unconditionally generous. Take the red paper this time as an example, a piece of dozens of wen, a dozen or so to buy, almost half a tael of silver.

He usually nibbles pickles and steamed buns in the academy.

In the evening, the sky began to fall with snow again.

Feng Lin stayed alone in the academy.

He was reading in the dormitory, and one oil lamp was not bright enough, but he was reluctant to light a second one.

A cold wind blew through the crack in the door, and he shivered.

He didn't burn charcoal, first, the academy didn't let him burn it, and second, he was reluctant to burn it.

There are a total of four people living in this house, and his classmates are all there on weekdays, but he doesn't feel so cold, but now he is alone, and he only feels that all the cold wind has poured into his stomach alone.

It was his first year in a foreign land.

He missed his father and his sisters, but he couldn't go back.

Far from being true, it is not fake to be able to save a few taels of silver in the travel expenses, of course, the more important thing is that he has to spend all his time studying, and he does not want to delay for a day.

His family has been passed down for three generations, and his generation has not given birth to a second son, and the sisters in the family have married a widower to fill the house for him, and the other has been given to a tea merchant who is over half a hundred years old.

They have put themselves in it all their lives for him, and he can't help but work hard and return home.

After taking a hot breath at his hand, Feng Lin wrapped the quilt on his body tighter and continued to bury his head in reading.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Strange, who will come to him at this hour?

The academy is on holiday, everyone is gone, even the masters have gone back for the New Year, and he is the only one left in the empty academy.

"It can't be a ghost...... he managed to scare himself, his face turned white, and he wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and said, "You...... Who are you? ”

"It's me."

A familiar girl's voice came from outside the house.

Feng Lin lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and walked over to open the door, and when he saw Gu Jiao covered in wind and snow, he thought to himself that he might as well see the hell!

This is a men's dormitory!

What is she doing here as a woman!!

"Why are you here? Is something wrong with Brother Xiao? In addition to this, Feng Lin couldn't think of any other reason, he didn't wait for Gu Jiao to answer, he immediately put on a cloak and said to Gu Jiao, "Where is Brother Xiao?" ”

"At home." Gu Jiao said.

Feng Lin walked out of the house without saying a word.

Looking at his fiery back, Gu Jiao said calmly: "There is no carriage." ”

During the Chinese New Year, there was a risk, and there was no way to hire ox carts and carriages.

Feng Lin said without thinking: "Wouldn't you walk with your legs without a carriage?" You're in a hurry! ”

Gu Jiao: "Oh. ”

It's not her who can't walk.

It turns out that Feng Lin's physical strength is really not as good as Gu Jiao's, along the way, Gu Jiao's face is not red or breathless, but Feng Lin almost fell down several times.

When he finally arrived at Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang's house, Feng Lin felt that his legs were no longer his own.

He pushed open the door with the last of his strength, and when he looked closely, he was a little dumbfounded by the scene inside.

I saw Xiao Liulang sitting on a chair in the hall, watching the old lady teach Gu Xiaoshun to cut the window flowers, how ruddy and ruddy should his complexion be, where did he look sick?

"I'm back." Xiao Liulang greeted the two.

"It's Xiao Feng here, sit down!" The old lady also said hello.

Gu Xiaoshun has always looked at Feng Lin unpleasantly, but today he unexpectedly didn't give Feng Lin a blank look.

Monk Feng Lin was confused, he looked at Gu Jiao in a daze: "No, it's not Brother Xiao, he'......"

Gu Jiao spread her hands: "That's what you said, I didn't say it." ”

Feng Lin: "......"

Why didn't you find this woman so cunning before?

Feng Lin spent the first Chinese New Year's Eve with Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang, and because of the presence of Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun, whom he hated, he thought he would not be very comfortable, but the result was unexpectedly harmonious.

Gu Jiao made dumplings according to the customs of the village, and also made osmanthus sugar rice cakes according to the customs of his and Xiao Liulang's hometown, and when the taste of his hometown came to the tip of his tongue, his tears rushed out at once.

It's not moving, it's really Mrs. It's delicious!

Yes!

Isn't this little wicked woman a local? Make sugar rice cakes so fragrant for Mao?!

Feng Lin burst into tears.

At first, he was indeed so delicious that he cried, but then he remembered his hometown, and he began to think about his sisters and elderly parents.

I don't know how they have been doing this year when they are not at home.

Gu Xiaoshun saw that he was crying so badly, he didn't choke him for the first time, and also gave him his share of sugar rice cakes.

This is undoubtedly a lively Chinese New Year's Eve, for Feng Lin, and for Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao's Chinese New Year's Eve in her previous life was spent alone in the organization, and when she grew up, she was no longer an experiment in the organization, but she was only moved from the laboratory to another room, and she was still the only person.

Gu Xiaoshun used to spend the New Year in the Gu family, but there were many people in the Gu family, but no one would notice him, for example, if he ran away tonight, he promised that no one would find out.

The old lady didn't remember how she had spent her previous years, but she had a good time this year. personally pasted the couplet, and taught Gu Xiaoshun that Hanhan to cut the window flowers, and it was really worse than her, and her heart was balanced! In addition, Jiaojiao also made an exception to let her eat five candied fruits, and she usually only eats two.

Xiao Liulang was very calm, he had never been a person who was moody, but Gu Jiao could still feel the melancholy that emanated from him.

More than usual.

A few people kept watch until midnight.

There are only three rooms in the house, so it is not good to wronged the old lady and crowd people, so Gu Jiao cleaned up Xiao Liulang's house and let Feng Lin live temporarily.

No matter how good Feng Lin and Xiao Liulang are, they don't know that the couple have never had sex together so far, so he lives very happily.

Counting the night at the inn, this is the second time that the two have slept together, Gu Jiao's bed is much more spacious than the inn's, and the quilt is thick enough.

The lights are not turned off on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the oil lamp on the table emits a faint light.

The two were lying in their respective quilts, Xiao Liulang closed his eyes, and Gu Jiao knew that he was not asleep.

"How is this year?" Gu Jiao asked softly.

Without waiting for Xiao Liulang to answer, a slender little hand reached into his quilt and grabbed his cold and stiff hand.

Gu Jiao: "Next year will be better." ”