Next, Ji's father was in charge of doing it, and the two eldest children stood next to him to eat.

All the ingredients to be fried were ready, and Ji Lingchuan and Gu Mian had almost eaten them. Ji Maoliang extinguished the firewood in the stove and took out a roasted sweet potato from it.

This is what he just put in casually, and he almost forgot about it.

Ji Maoliang wrapped the sweet potatoes in newspaper so as not to hold them hot. He handed the sweet potato to Gu Mian: "Mianmian, do you like to eat baked sweet potatoes?" ”

Ji Lingchuan: "......"

I'm the one who likes to eat baked sweet potatoes.

Gu Mian said "thank you" and held it with both hands.

The sweet potatoes have been baked for a long time, and the skin has been burnt, but it does not affect the flesh inside. Peeling off the skin, a thick fragrance came out, accompanied by white heat, more fragrant than the roasted sweet potatoes she bought on the street.

Gu Mian patiently peeled off half of it, his fingertips were rubbed black, and he was about to take a bite, but he saw Ji Lingchuan staring at him beside him. To be precise, he was staring at the sweet potato in her hand.

She handed the sweet potato over: "Here you will eat." ”

Ji Lingchuan was not polite, lowered his head and took a bite of her hand, and ate all the half of the sweet potatoes she had peeled for a while just now, it was a huge mouth of the abyss.

Gu Mian looked at the half-lost sweet potato blankly, and after a while, he exhaled slightly, lowered his head and continued to peel and peel.

Ji Lingchuan was reminiscing, lamenting that the sweet potatoes in his hometown were really more than a hundred times more delicious than those sold outside. In the next second, Dad picked up the crutches at his feet and hit him on the back: "Do you want to eat it yourself?" "People have worked hard for a long time, and he has eaten it all in one bite, what virtue.

Ji Lingchuan was caught off guard and was hit with a stick, almost choked to death by sweet potatoes, and swallowed after coughing.

Gu Mian looked at him with a deflated look on his face, and couldn't help laughing.

She peeled the remaining half of the sweet potato and ate it bite by bite, no wonder Ji Lingchuan wanted to grab it from her, it was really delicious, sweet and fragrant, and it was not the same as the taste sold outside.

The only drawback is that after eating, her hands are blackened, as if she has just grabbed coal. Looking at Ji Lingchuan's hand again, it was white and pure, and she glanced at him resentfully.

Fortunately, Ji Lingchuan had a high level of comprehension and pulled her to the bathroom to wash her hands.

He stood next to Gu Mian, helped her pull up the sleeves of her down jacket, pressed out two pumps of hand sanitizer, carefully rubbed out a dense foam, wiped it on her hands, and then held her hands to scrub it.

Ji Lingchuan whispered while helping her wash her hands: "Dad is too partial, he used to love me very much, but now you have become his own daughter, and I have become the ...... I picked up."

No, Dad had already begun to be eccentric before he saw Gu Mian, which could be seen from the fact that he drove him to live in the utility room.

Gu Mian curled his lips: "Little friend Ji Lingchuan, are you jealous?" ”

Ji Lingchuan turned on the faucet, rinsed the foam on the hands of the two, and snorted: "What kind of jealousy do I eat, he loves you, you hurt me as much as you want." ”

Dad gave the sweet potato to Gu Mian, but she peeled it and handed it to him to eat, he was still the one who was loved.

Gu Mian's hands were washed clean, and he also intimately smeared hand cream on her, she was in a good mood: "Well, I will hurt you more." ”

Ji Lingchuan paused, lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, thinking that the bathroom door was not closed, he quickly lowered his head and kissed the corner of Gu Mian's lips like a dragonfly.

Gu Mian didn't react, and reached out to push him: "What are you doing?" She spoke nervously, and subconsciously looked at the door, wasn't he afraid that his father would just take care of it?

Ji Lingchuan seized the opportunity to push her to the corner of the wall, closed the door casually, and the light was not turned on in the bathroom, and the light dimmed.

Gu Mian: "You ......"

As soon as she said a word, the overwhelming kiss fell, and the rest of the words turned into a mutter.

After a long time, Ji Lingchuan gasped and said, "You just said that you want to hurt me more." ”

Gu Mian was speechless, did I mean that? Ji Lingchuan: Do you have zero points in Chinese reading comprehension?

——

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the task of sticking the Spring League was given to Ji Lingchuan and Gu Mian.

Gu Mian was responsible for standing next to him and handing the Spring Festival couplets, and Ji Lingchuan was responsible for pasting them, and the two had a clear division of labor and cooperated very tacitly.

When the Spring Festival couplets on the door were pasted, Ji Baichuan next door was also pasting, but he was not cooperating with his wife, but with his son.

Ji Baichuan picked up his son and held it high above his head: "Come on, Rarity, put the horizontal batch on it, pay attention to it, you have to stick it neatly." ”

The child was very obedient, and patted it with his little hand after pasting it, for fear that it would not be firmly pasted.

Ji Baichuan kissed his son's chubby face, and then looked at Ji Lingchuan next door defiantly: "Brother Chuan, do you want to try it too?" ”

Ji Lingchuan sneered "naïve", took the horizontal batch from Gu Mian's hand, and easily pasted it, mocking Ji Baichuan by the way: "Don't make excuses for your short stature." ”

Ji Baichuan's back molars were clucking, and the old man said that he couldn't swear in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, otherwise he would have scolded Ji Lingchuan a long time ago.

Gu Mian looked at Ji Lingchuan with a smug smile on his face, and he raised his hand to gesture at the top of his head, as if showing his height advantage.

Gu Mian said silently, I still think you are more naïve.

Ji Lingchuan naturally didn't know that he was being ridiculed by his girlfriend, so he took her hand and turned around and entered the house, humming an out-of-tune song, and his mood was very beautiful.

In the evening, Ji Maoliang began to prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

He invited Ji Lingchuan's uncles and aunts, as well as a few villagers to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together. None of their children have returned home, and the family is small, so it is too lonely to be too lonely on such a happy day for the family.

Ji Lingchuan didn't go home last year, and Ji Maoliang was also invited to someone else's house for the New Year. Gifts are still exchanged, so he invited others to his home this year to celebrate the New Year.

At half past seven in the evening, Ji Maoliang made a large table of dishes, with a lot of chicken, duck and fish. There is also a steaming hot pot in the middle, with various ingredients placed next to it, snacks fried yesterday, and fresh vegetables.

Eight or nine people sat around the table and ate lively.

The Spring Festival Gala has not yet begun, the news is being broadcast on TV, and all parts of the country are celebrating the New Year with joy, different characteristics, the same liveliness.

Ji Lingchuan, as a junior, stood up and toasted the elders present. Those uncles and uncles drank very well, and after drinking round after round, Ji Lingchuan's face turned red from drinking, and he gradually couldn't resist it, and waved his hands again and again begging for mercy.

It was rare to get together, and everyone was very excited, pulling Ji Lingchuan and refusing to let him go.

Gu Mian couldn't help, so he could only look at him sympathetically.

At eight o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala began, the host stood on the stage in red clothes, enthusiastically wishing everyone, followed by various song and dance performances, sketches, and cross talk.

Gu Mian watched the show while eating.

Suddenly, Ji Lingchuan touched her arm, she turned her head to look at him, only to see him pick up a glass of wine: "I haven't drunk it with you yet, cheers!" ”

"Are you drunk?" She remembered that he didn't drink very well.

"I didn't ...... Not drunk. Ji Lingchuan hiccuped.

Gu Mian carefully observed his face, the man's eyes were a little misty, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled silly, as if he was slightly drunk.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, it's nothing to get drunk, Gu Mian picked up the juice and touched it with him. Ji Lingchuan tilted his neck and drank the wine in the cup.

"Drink slowly." Gu Mian's eyebrows frowned slightly, reminding him.

"I'm not drunk, I'm drinking!"

Only drunk people will repeatedly emphasize that they are not drunk.

She brought him a steaming bowl of pork rib soup and told him to drink some hot soup to sober up, and the phone in her pocket rang just then.

Gu Mian took out his mobile phone, it was a video call from his mother.

The living room was too lively, she walked to the side to connect, and the faces of her parents appeared in the picture, as well as a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with flowers and candles on the table.

It is said to be a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but it is actually more like a candlelight dinner.

In the candlelight, Tan Man's face was ruddy, and he smiled and said, "Sleep, have you eaten Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Gu Mian wore a red turtleneck sweater and tied her head with a ball, making her Yuxue more and more cute: "We have already started eating, and it is almost over." What about you and Dad? ”

"We're getting ready to eat."

The family of three chatted for a while, and Gu Mochen and Tan Man made sure that everything was fine with Gu Mian over there, so they started with confidence.

Gu Mian hung up the phone and sat back with the phone.

——

Ji Lingchuan was really drunk.

When everyone watched the Spring Festival Gala together, he didn't stare at the TV the whole time, but tilted his head and dozed off on Gu Mian's shoulder, and the broken hair on his forehead drooped down, looking exceptionally obedient.

Gu Mian didn't dare to move, and let him sleep on his own.

In the end, Ji Maoliang couldn't stand it anymore, coughed, and said, "Ah Chuan drank too much, why don't you help him upstairs to rest first, you are quite tired like this." ”

The elders were too enthusiastic, Ji Lingchuan couldn't refuse, and drank a lot of wine.

Gu Mian patted Ji Lingchuan's back, he muttered, slowly opened his eyes, the person was not very awake anymore, and said slowly: "Huh? What did you say? ”

Gu Mian: "......"

I haven't said anything yet.

Gu Mian pulled him to stand up: "Can you go?" I'll help you upstairs to sleep. ”

Ji Lingchuan understood this sentence, nodded obediently, and walked upstairs staggeringly, every step was vain, as if he could be planted at any time.

Gu Mian helped him upstairs, so tired that he couldn't breathe evenly.

Ji Lingchuan walked into Gu Mian's room with his memory, leaned on the bed, sighed comfortably, and muttered in his mouth: "I'm not drunk, help me up, I can still drink......"

It wasn't until the New Year's bell rang and there was a continuous sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside that Gu Mian knew that it had passed zero o'clock and the new year had arrived.

Ji Lingchuan quietly listened to the sound of fireworks for a while, and suddenly said, "Happy New Year." Worried that she hadn't heard, he said again, "Sleep, Happy New Year." ”

Gu Mian was a little helpless a second ago, but now he felt that he was cute, smiled, and said, "Ah Chuan, Happy New Year." After a pause, he whispered, "I hope you can go to bed early in the new year." ”

Who would have thought that Ji Lingchuan seemed to be against her, groping around with his two hands: "Where is my mobile phone?" I'll send you a red envelope. ”

Gu Mian: "......"

Ji Lingchuan finally touched his mobile phone next to the pillow, and after opening it, there was a mess on the screen.

Gu Mianxin said, you are drunk, can you tell which person is me? Don't give red envelopes to others.

She was about to lean over to look at Ji Lingchuan's mobile phone, when he finished sending it, hid the mobile phone under the pillow, and patted the quilt: "Okay, it's done, sleep!" ”

Gu Mian didn't hear her mobile phone ringing, she was stunned, picked it up and took a look, and she didn't receive a red envelope from Ji Lingchuan, but she had New Year's wishes from relatives and friends.

Isn't it, Ji Lingchuan really sent the red envelope to others?

At the same time, Ji Lingchuan Changcao's Weibo was updated two times in a row. The first one was to send a red envelope with a value of 5200, which was snatched up by fans in a second.

The second is -

Ji Lingchuan V: "Sleep, Happy New Year!" [Love]"

Sugars: "????? Who is Mianmian? Who is Mianmian? ”