On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Qi Yang carried a few boxes of canned cat food in his school bag, and brought the small nails to Lin Weichi's house with the cat nest.

Last time he and Lin Wei went to Beijing late, the little nail was taken care of by Shen Nannan for a long time, and he was a little excited to meet again in a short time.

The little milk cat is used to eating canned food, and it smells the fish made by Shen Nannan.

"It didn't eat the fish I made that day, so it grabbed the cat food in the jar brought by Laqiyang, is it fish in it?" Shen Nannan watched the little nail pouting his ass and eating the canned food in the basin there.

"If there is fish, it may be still young, and the cat boss said that Mr. Xiao's cat loves to eat this one." Qi Yang glanced at the small nail.

"Then I haven't had a cat either," Shen Nannan looked at the little nail and smiled, the feelings in his eyes were all soft, "I think it's fun to play with it." ”

Little Nail doesn't care about the discussion of the humans around him at all, and is at ease to be an emotionless eating machine.

At eight o'clock, when the Spring Festival Gala officially began, Shen Nannan was watching TV with a blanket on his lap, and Lin Weichi and Qi Yang were washing the dishes.

It was too cold in the house, Shen Nannan turned on the electric heater, and the little nail suddenly became interested, and he got out of the cat's nest and looked at the lamp in front of him that illuminated the area red.

The warmth of the surroundings is more comfortable than that of a cat kennel.

She stared at the stove for a long time, and finally raised her little paw.

Shen Nannan picked it up: "You can't touch it, the lamp inside is hot, and your little paws will be mushy if you go." ”

As if he understood, the little nail looked at Shen Nannan, his round eyes were full of curiosity, and he meowed.

It's still milky.

Lin Weichi washed the dishes and moved to Qi Yang's side: "Little brother, it seems that my mother likes little nails very much." ”

Qi Yang glanced at the living room and smiled: "The little nail is not annoying, and it is inevitable to like it." ”

"Didn't you say that these animals follow their masters?" Lin Weichi moved a few more steps, and his shoulders were right next to Qi Yang.

Qi Yang was wiping the dishes with a handkerchief, and was shaken twice by such a hand.

Lin Weichi smiled and handed the bowl to him: "The master is not annoying. ”

Lin Weichi still had water stains on his hands, and he was about to flow from his wrists to his elbows along the fingers, Qi Yang listened to this, grabbed her arm, and took the bowl in her hand.

"Why didn't I find out you liked to say that?" He put the bowl away and looked into Lin Weichi's eyes.

Lin Weichi's eyes rolled: "Because, I used to be very cold." ”

She moved slightly, Qi Yang let go and opened her, the sound of water sounded, and she rushed at the foam on the bowl.

Qi Yang looked at her side face, just after eight o'clock, someone started to set off fireworks, small fireworks exploded in the dark night, Qi Yang wiped the bowl back in his hand, put it on the plate, and there was a crisp sound.

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Weichi would hear public service announcements from time to time: "Water is the source of life, don't let the last drop of water be your tears." ”

It's been a minute since the water sounded, right?

Lin Weichi pinched the water in the bowl and tightened it slightly, and suddenly thought of a question, when to fill the sink while boiling the water.

At that time, I thought that the person who came up with this question was a little unintelligent.

Lin Weichi padded his feet and saw that Qi Yang's ears were slightly red, the sound of fireworks became distant, and even the sound of the TV in the living room became distant and empty.

She reached out and touched Qi Yang's earlobe gently, feeling Qi Yang's body freeze suddenly.

Lin Weichi grinned.

The host said a congratulatory message, what will be the next program? Opusculum? Sing?

Lin Weichi didn't care, there was no year when he watched the Spring Festival Gala by himself, and Shen Nanfang would sit on the sofa and watch it every year, whether he was lazy or had a blue nose and swollen face.

Waiting for the water from the faucet to turn off, Lin Weichi took a few pieces of toilet paper on the dining table to wipe his hands, and went to the electric heater to dry his hands.

As soon as Qi Yang sat on the sofa, the little nail propped up his head and jumped beside Qi Yang.

At this time, the stars on TV were singing, and Shen Nannan looked at Lin Weichi: "Say it, this year's Spring Festival party, every year, there will be a few fewer old artists, and in the end, there may not be many people watching it." ”

Lin Weichi's hands are all wooden, she can't feel the temperature for a long time when she stretches out her hands, and no one eats the melon seeds and peanuts on the table.

"Not really, new artists are coming out, new audiences are coming out." As soon as Lin Weichi knocked a few of them, the small nails jumped down from Qi Yang's legs and rubbed against Lin Weichi's legs.

Lin Weichi looked at this group: "But ah, there are no small nails at the Spring Festival Gala." ”

She just moved her feet, and the little nail was originally going to lean on Lin Weichi's instep, but she suddenly jumped into the air and stood up to look at Lin Weichi.

Shen Nannan laughed all of a sudden.

"It's kind of silly." Lin Weichi looked at the little nail and said, took the small hairball on the table and threw it, and the little nail was propped up to the back of the sofa to toss the hairball.

It holds the hairball and does not let go, and it has the feeling of letting go, and it still pedals with its feet.

After playing for a long time, he walked to Qi Yang's side with a hairball in his mouth, put it at his feet and patted Qi Yang's trouser legs with his paws.

"You're a cat, not a dog, and you play frisbee?" Qi Yang said a little helplessly.

"It probably didn't realize it was an animal called a cat." Lin Weichi smiled.

…

It's unimaginable that Chu Mu finally thought about buying a TV set a year ago, Chu Cheng put the dishes and pots on the induction cooker, adjusted the temperature, and heard the opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala on the TV.

Chu Mu, a person who turned on the computer and reported all kinds of documents, asked every time he saw it: "Who is this?" I know this, I was hosting a long time ago, and it's still like this. ”

As a person who also doesn't watch the Spring Festival Gala, TV series or variety shows, Chu Cheng can only say "I don't know" every time Chu Mu asks.

Then it's just a matter of listening.

The two fathers and sons were stunned to eat a hot pot out of the scene of business talks, the key is that there are no cooperation projects to discuss.

The only thing I can use to nag is that you are a "who is this", and I am a "I don't know".

The only thing that didn't seem so embarrassing was that I didn't know that fireworks were being set off miles away.

There was a knock on the door......

Chu Cheng glanced at Chu Mu, who also looked surprised, will there be neighbors here who are popular for New Year's greetings?

Chu Cheng opened the door and asked, "Who doesn't watch the Spring Festival Gala at home in the Chinese New Year's Eve and comes to pay New Year's greetings?" ”

As soon as he opened the door, he saw two boxes in front of his eyes, the dark blue box, and the hand holding the box belonged to a girl named Lin Rui.

"How do you ...... What are you here for? Chu Cheng looked at the sky, it was pitch black, didn't Lin Rui go back to the countryside?

Lin Rui stuffed the box into his hand, smiled and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Happy New Year, can I have a meal at your house?" ”

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