The next day, Song Meng began to raise funds, Yun Xiangxiang rested at home for a day, and went to the second uncle's house for a reunion dinner in Chinese New Year's Eve.

The reunion dinner at their house is once a year, and Yun Zhiwu is very rare to think about Yun now, and his commissary is very good.

Although Yun Zhibin deliberately pressed the price cheap, it made small profits and quick turnover, and was praised by many parents of children.

"Sister, I want to learn to draw, you talk to my mother." Yun Zhaozhao, the cousin of the second uncle's family, pulled Yun to think about it and pleaded.

Yun Zhaozhao is Yun Zhiwu's youngest daughter, two and a half years younger than Yun Xiangxiang, and she just entered her first year of high school this year.

"Like to draw?" Yun Xiang asked softly.

"Well, I just like to draw." Yun Zhaozhao puffed out his cheeks, "I didn't do well in the final exam." ”

At this time, the exam results have come out, and Yun Xiangxiang remembers that Yun Zhaozhao seemed to be admitted to her alma mater with her tail hanging in July last year.

"How many points did you get?" Think about the cloud and ask.

"Less than five hundred ......," Yun Zhaozhao replied in a low voice, "I'm so tired, I can't study, I just want to draw in class." ”

"Let's go, take me to see what you painted." Yun Xiang patted her on the shoulder.

Yun Zhaozhao also has her own small room, and she happily digs out all her paintings and gives them to Yun to think about.

Yun thought about flipping through the pages one by one, she had also learned to draw herself, and her appreciation level was still there.

I feel that in terms of painting, Yun Zhaozhao is much more spiritual than her, and is very imaginative and creative.

After reading it, looking at Yun Zhaozhao who was looking at her with his eyes, Yun thought about it and said, "I'll help you talk about it." ”

Although they don't get along much, Yun Xiangxiang knows that the second uncle listens to the second uncle's words, and the second uncle doesn't look down on art very much, and always feels that painting and music have no future.

Yun Zhaozhao can determine the direction she wants to struggle for so early, and she naturally has to help her as a sister.

The second uncle and the second aunt trust her very much, not because she is a celebrity, but because she is the top student in the college entrance examination.

After eating, when chatting, Yun Xiangxiang specifically mentioned about art talents, and did not directly say it for Yun Zhaozhao.

and mentioned her classmates who studied art in high school, and talked about the other party's current situation.

At the end, she sighed: "She told me that I was fortunate that she was learning to paint at that time, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to get into a decent university, where would she have the opportunity to go abroad for exchanges." Sure enough, there are three hundred and sixty-five lines, and there are champions in the line. ”

Maybe Yun Zhaozhao had told his parents before that he wanted to learn to paint, and the second aunt asked in detail when she heard Yun Xiangxiang's words.

Yun Xiangxiang naturally analyzed all aspects to her in detail.

words, she just clicked to the end, too much.

After the reunion dinner, the little cousin Yun Miao dragged the hem of Yun Xiangxiang's clothes and asked for a signed photo to give to her classmates.

This little cousin is very beautiful, especially the big watery eyes and thin and long eyelashes, although she is only eight years old, she is very likable.

After that, they each went home and prepared their own dinner at home in the evening.

Yun Xiangxiang is also busy in the kitchen, and she likes the happy atmosphere of such a family.

After almost finishing it, Yun Xiangxiang saw that Song Mian had sent her a video on his phone.

It turned out to be the process of Song Mian cooking Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen, and it was Uncle Song who recorded the video.

"Hey, twenty-seven years, this kid cooked me a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for the first time, and I was really flattered. Naturally, I have to work hard to promote him, think about it, I will point to you in the future to enjoy the blessings. ”

Yun Xiangxiang thought that Uncle Song was too cute, and couldn't help laughing, but at the end of the video, every dish on the table was frozen, and Yun Xiangxiang swallowed his saliva when he saw it.

Turn off the video, take the mobile phone to the living room, take a picture of their Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and send it to the circle of friends, and find that the entire circle of friends is basking in the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

After dinner, the family gathered to watch a TV series, and as soon as it was dark, there were fireworks outside.

Their family does not have the habit of keeping the New Year, but in the early morning of the first day of the new year, Yun Zhibin has to rush to the Guanyin Temple to offer incense.

At about eleven :55, Song Mian called Yun Xiangxiang: "I want to count down the New Year with you." ”

is a very common sentence, but Yun thinks about it but is sweet in his heart: "Do you keep the New Year?" ”

"Well, that's a tradition in our family." Song Mian replied, "Only for men." ”

The subtext is, if you marry me, you can go to bed early in the New Year.

Yun thought about how he couldn't understand, but he deliberately said with a straight face: "Does your family have a patriarchal tradition?" ”

In ancient times, this was the case, so that only men were needed to keep the New Year.

"Our family is just the opposite, preferring daughters over men, and my father has always regretted not having a caring daughter." Song Mian directly pulled his father out to divert Yun Xiangxiang's attention, "I'm also persuading him to work harder." ”

Yun Xiangxiang covered his mouth and didn't let himself laugh out loud, which was a bit rude, but the relationship between Song Mian and Uncle Song was really joyful: "You know that you are angry with him." ”

"Since my girlfriend taught me a lesson last time, I have deeply reflected and never been angry with him again." Song Mian swore an oath.

Yun Xiangxiang touched his slightly hot face and changed the topic: "What are you going to do in the next few days?" ”

"There are no plans for the time being."

"I will be at home for the next few days, doing homework with my family, and I will return to the imperial capital in the fourth year of junior high school."

The two chatted with each other, and soon the time came.

Yun Xiangxiang stood in front of the window, looking outside, and silently counted down in his heart, five, four, three, two......

"Happy New Year." The New Year's bell rang, and the two spoke in unison.

"I won't tell you, I have to reply to other people's blessings." Yun Xiang said a little reluctantly.

Song Mian didn't pester her, knowing that she had her own circle to maintain, she hung up the phone very decisively.

Pulling out the desk and chair and sitting down, Yun thought about replying one by one, there were former classmates, and there were circle friends who had known each other for more than two years.

In her previous life, she had never replied to everyone like this, and this feeling was inexplicably good.

After replying, Yun Zhibin also came back after incense, and she turned off the light and went to sleep with peace of mind.

She woke up at half past five in the morning, dressed for morning exercises, and went outside so as not to disturb her younger brothers' rest.

As soon as she walked to the playground, she saw a long figure, and her heart was pounding.

The closer she got, the more familiar it felt, and when she saw it clearly, she quickly ran over: "Why are you here?" When did you arrive? Why don't you give me a call? How ...... have you been standing here."

Yun Xiangxiang hadn't finished asking a series of questions, but he was pulled into Song Mian's arms and hugged her tightly.

His muffled, low voice rang in her ears: "I miss you." ”

There has never been a person who has made him miss so crazy that he can't sleep.