When Jing Lin returned to school, the campus radio happened to be broadcasting an apology to Tu Mochu.

Zhou Lina was stunned when she heard it, "Isn't it?" Did he really get out of the exam himself? ”

The surprised people were not only Zhou Lina, but also Zhuang Yi. A teenager with a bad reputation in No. 3 Middle School was able to get the first place in the city!

The apology of the sixth middle school was sincere, and indicated that the red list would be replaced, but it was going to be a holiday tomorrow, and it was too late now, so it was broadcast orally first.

Who is the first, it makes no difference to Zhou Lina, she is looking forward to the next winter vacation, "Linlin, will your mother come to pick you up tomorrow?" ”

Jing Lin replied: "No, I moved part of my things last month, and there are very few left, so I can bring them back." My brother is in preschool and my mom has to pick him up. ”

Zhou Lina was curious: "Is your family patriarchal?" Let me tell you, my grandma is patriarchal, every time I go home for the New Year, she never gives a red envelope, and then quietly stuffs the red envelope to my cousin, but my cousin runs to me to show off in a blink of an eye, you don't know how annoying it is! ”

Jing Lin thought of Jing Hu of "Women's Clothing", and she wanted to laugh, she shook her head, "There is no such situation in my family." "Even though my grandmother is patriarchal, they don't live together, so it doesn't have much impact.

It won't be long before the Spring Festival arrives, and the community is deserted more than ever this year.

Lin Fangfei sighed: "The popularity in the community has not been enough for a year, Lin Fen's family has moved away, Officer Tu's family has also moved, Yang Jun and his family seem to have the intention of buying a new house, I think that after the Chinese New Year, the community will become more and more deserted." ”

Jing Zhenhao likes to be quiet, but he thinks it's nothing, "You can go to the door." ”

Lin Fangfei sighed, she can't go back to her mother's house this year, because of Lin Rong's incident, Jing Lin's grandmother can't let go of her son, Lin Fangfei can only treat herself as if she doesn't have this mother's family.

Lin Rong spent this year in a drug rehabilitation center, his daughter-in-law divorced him, and the couple had a child who followed his mother. Living to the age of thirty or forty, Lin Rong can be said to have nothing.

Lin Fangfei watched the public service advertisements related to drug rehabilitation on TV, with a heavy heart, drugs are really harmful, once Humen sold cigarettes, and he can't forget the national shame. Drugs must not be touched! Just look at Lin Rong's fate.

Without her mother's family, Lin Fangfei is not happy this year.

When making dumplings, Lin Fangfei chatted with her daughter, "I heard Lin Fen say that she plans to let Meixi go on a blind date for the Chinese New Year this year." ”

Jing Lin was very surprised, she pinched the side of the dumplings, "Blind date? Mei Xi was only seventeen years old. ”

Lin Fangfei was also ridiculous, "Yes, Lin Fen is really indescribable." But it's no wonder she is so anxious, the first college student in our village, who later went abroad and was admitted to a doctorate, came back this year for the Chinese New Year, and he has a son who is nineteen years old. The college student had a good relationship with Lin Fen back then, so Lin Fen had the idea of getting married and wanted to book it as soon as possible. ”

Lin Fangfei was originally bored gossiping, but when she thought that her daughter had also reached the age of the first love, it was not good to talk about this, so she immediately shut up.

Jing Lin didn't take it to heart, "Meixi is assertive now, unlike when she was a child, she listened to her aunt for everything, her grades are also very good, and this exam is ahead of me." ”

Lin Fangfei nodded her daughter's forehead affectionately, "Everyone has surpassed you, why don't you look stressed at all?" ”

Jing Lin just smiled, her eyes gentle.

The mother and daughter had nothing else to do, and unknowingly made a lot of dumplings. The noodles are also much more harmonious, and they are pinched and played by Jing Hu.

Zhenhao posted a couplet at the door, and the community was lively and hung red lanterns, but it had a bit of the taste of the New Year.

Yang Jun's family was the first to come to pay New Year's greetings, and Jing Lin took out the New Year's goods prepared at home to entertain Uncle Yang and Yang Jun.

Yang Jun coughed, "Aunt Lin, Jing Lin, I changed my name last week." ”

Uncle Yang explained: "This stinky boy thinks his name is cheesy, and he doesn't dislike what we had left over from the dog back then." ”

"Dad, it's not the same age as you were back then, and it's no longer interesting to take a cheap name to support you."

Everyone laughed.

Jing Lin asked, "What's your name now?" ”

Yang Jun was a little embarrassed and a little expectant, "Yang Chengjie, how is it, it sounds good, right?" ”

Jing Lin thought about it seriously and gave face, "It's good." ”

Yang Jun, no, it's Yang Chengjie, he likes Jing Lin's gentle personality and never disappoints.

Yang Chengjie's father patted him on the back of the head, "Thinking about these all day long, it's better to lose your body fat." ”

Yang Chengjie has been unforgiving since he was a child, "You still say me, haven't you lost it for decades!" Blame me for the bad genes? ”

So Yang Chengjie received another slap on the head.

After the father and son went out, Yang Chengjie quietly turned back, "Jing Lin, come here." ”

Jing Lin walked over, Yang Chengjie glanced around quickly, and then asked in a low voice, "Will Chen Meixi come back for the Chinese New Year this year?" ”

Jing Lin replied honestly, "I don't know. ”

Yang Chengjie felt a little more lonely in his eyes. Jing Lin comforted him, "If you want Meixi, you can go to see her, take a car from the gate of the community, and it will take more than 20 minutes to arrive." ”

Yang Chengjie exploded all of a sudden, his face was flushed, "Who misses her!" Don't talk nonsense. ”

Jing Lin could only respond: "Oh." ”

"I just asked, nothing else, I'm leaving."

His chubby body ran fast, Jing Lin was curious for the first time, Yang Chengjie obviously missed Meixi, but why did he say he didn't want to. Are boys all duplicity? She couldn't help but think of Tu Mochu.

Jing Lin returned to the house and asked Lin Fangfei, "Mom, will Uncle Tu go back to the community for the New Year?" ”

"Why are you asking this, they have only recently moved, and they have to establish a good relationship with their neighbors over there, and they won't come back, right?"

"We have too many dumplings in our house...... Jing Lin's cheeks were slightly red, "Mom, Tu Mochu didn't move away with Uncle Tu, he lives alone, let him come to our house for the New Year, right?" ”

Lin Fangfei's refusal blurted out, "No, my parents are still there, and I have two families, what is it to come to our house for the New Year?" ”

Two homes? But he obviously doesn't have a home.

Lin Fangfei was not without sympathy, but she glanced at her daughter's delicate face and thought to herself, no matter how soft-hearted she was, she had to make Tu Mochu give up any thoughts about Jing Lin. It's okay to be a playmate when I was a child, but I can't take my daughter's whole life together.

Jing Lin was very disappointed, but after all, she was only a sophomore in high school, and Lin Fangfei was still in charge of the family. Lin Fangfei didn't agree with her, and there was no way.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve, Lin Fangfei and Jing Zhenhao were sleepy the next morning.

The Spring Festival Gala is still being replayed on TV, and even Jing Hu has memorized many classic lines from sketches. This year, the pace of life is slow, there are not many entertainment projects, and the Spring Festival Gala is particularly exciting. The song is good and can be popular for a year. The sketches are funny and always make people laugh.

Jing Lin took out the frozen raw dumplings in the refrigerator and put them in the box, "I'll go out." ”

Jing Zhenhao asked casually, "Why are you going?" ”

Jing Lin whispered, "I'll go see Meixi and send some dumplings to their family." The lie popped into her head, and her cheeks turned crimson for a moment.

"Go ahead, come back early for lunch."

The young man has good energy, and he and Lin Fangfei have to catch up on sleep. Jing Hu can stay up and stay up and sleep darkly.

Jing Lin pushed the door out, the cold wind of winter blowing on her face, with a cold breath, dispelling the drowsy sleep.

She walked to a small park nearby and sat down, it was still under construction when she was in junior high school, and she regretted that she hadn't repaired it sooner. Now that a lot of people are gone, there are more buildings around.

Jing Lin dialed Tu Mochu's phone, and waited for a long time before the young man's hoarse voice came, "What's wrong?" ”

"Tu Mochu, where is your home? I...... My mom asked me to give you a New Year's gift. ”

Tu Mochu frowned slightly. Aunt Lin meant, didn't she not let him contact Jing Lin? Of course, he would not be as naïve as Jing Lin, and felt that Aunt Lin would let Jing Lin give gifts because of her gratitude. The only possibility is that this baby herself sympathizes with him and wants to come.

He lowered his head, holding the phone in one hand and buttoning it with the other, "Thank you Aunt Lin for me, you ......" Don't come. These four words turned between his lips and teeth several times, but it was extremely difficult to say them. He gritted his teeth and turned the conversation, "Where are you?" ”

"The park outside my neighborhood."

There was silence for a long time, and finally the voice of the young man came. He said, "I'll pick you up." ”

Even if it's a prisoner, let him have a last supper on New Year's Day.

Tu Mochu did not observe the New Year, and he did not believe that any custom could bring so-called good luck.

His movements were fast, and it only took him a few minutes to get out the door. He originally wanted to drive, but after thinking about it, in her eyes, he should be down-and-out and pitiful. He put down his car keys and took a taxi to pick her up.

When Tu Mo first arrived, Jing Lin sat on a stone bench in the park and waited. Because of the cold weather during the Chinese New Year, everyone was at home, and she was the only one who couldn't stop breathing in her hands in the ice and snow.

Tu Mochu regretted letting her wait for a moment. Jing Lin was very happy to see him, "You came so fast, is your house very close?" ”

"Hmm."

Tu Mochu's home is very close to her community. On the twentieth floor, a place where you can look out over the city.

Jing Lin's little hands were red from the cold, and she was holding a box in her hand. Tu Mochu took it and took her to take a taxi. Taxis for the New Year are not easy to get, purely by luck.

Jing Lin remembered Yang Chengjie's duplicity, and wanted to laugh a little, she was very curious about what Tu Mochu thought. She stood beside him in an orderly manner, and called him softly and glutinously, "Tu Mochu." ”

He didn't squint, "Hmm." ”

"My hands are so cold."

Tu Mochu was weak for a while. He insists on exercising all year round, is not afraid of the cold, and can do it with only a simple black down jacket in winter, and his body temperature is warmer than most people. But the girl is delicate, and the girl is delicate, and she froze after waiting in the wind for twenty minutes.

His fingers hanging at his side clenched tightly.

Jing Lin said: "Can I be warm in your pocket?" ”

Tu Mochu lowered his eyes sharply, looking at her big watery eyes. Isn't she disgusted?

Jing Lin met his dark pupils, a little shy, and looked away.

Tu Mochu was silent, silently unzipped, took off his coat, and draped it over her.

He took off his coat, and there was a thin sweatshirt inside, so thin that the outline of the boy's sturdy texture could be faintly seen, and in the snowy N City, he simply became a 100% head turner.

Jing Lin was stunned and put on his coat, okay, this time I really wanted to warm my hands and how to warm up. His clothes were warm with his body temperature and smell. Jing Lin was wearing a thick cotton coat, and his coat was still able to wrap around her. Such a cold person, but so warm.

The snowflakes gently landed on Tu Mochu's shoulders, his hands in his pockets, and he quieted down again.