Chinese New Year's Eve is gorgeous and colorful.

Fireworks take off into the sky and bloom in all colors.

Jin Ran took seven steps forward, paused in the eighth step, and turned around.

"Kid, are you going to come with me?" Jin Ran shouted on a whim.

In the night, the shocked thin child's eyes flickered, like fleeting fireworks.

The thin child hesitated, Jin Ran treated him gently and kindly, tonight's relationship is the best memory of his life, the more greedy, the more afraid of approaching.

"Are you coming?" Jin Ran beckoned.

The thin child's body was suddenly out of his control, and he trotted all the way, couldn't stop the car, and crashed into Jinran's arms.

A chill rushed to his brain, and the thin child took a step back and lowered his head.

"It's fine." Jin Ran rubbed the thin child's head again, and the hair was yellow, which showed that the thin child had been malnourished for a long time.

The thin child tiptoed and rubbed Jinran's palm.

"What's your name?" Jinran asked.

"Wang Qi, a horizontal and horizontal and a vertical king, strange is strange." Wang Qi said.

"How old are you this year?" Jinran asked.

"I'm more than three years old, and I'll be four years old after today." Wang Qi said.

The birthday is on the first day of the Lunar New Year, which is auspicious and festive.

One big and one small go forward, one asks, one answers, and they are happy.

Back at the door of the house, Jin Ran took Wang Qi's hand and walked in.

The house is a little deserted, Du's father and Du's mother are not at home, it seems that they have gone to the door.

Jin Ran turned on the big TV in the living room, regardless of whether Wang Qi understood it or not, it was playing the Spring Festival Gala.

Wang Qi has never seen such a big TV, the picture is clear, and his big eyes flicker with surprise and excitement.

The small body sat on the soft sofa, Wang Qi's legs were straight, his buttocks were always separated from the sofa, and the wonderful TV show could no longer attract his attention.

He was so dirty that he soiled the sofa in his sister's house, and his sister would definitely not like him anymore.

Jin Ran was in the hot dish and didn't find Wang Qi's small movements.

For more than ten minutes, Jin Ran successively put the steaming dishes on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and finally brought chicken soup, Jin Ran took out two pairs of chopsticks, one for her and one for Wang Qi.

There was insulated rice in the bowl, white, fragrant, steaming, Wang Qi couldn't believe that there was still such a beautiful and fragrant rice in the world.

In the Wang family, Wang Qi can only eat "scraps" such as pots, and it is no wonder that he has a strange expression when Grandma Liu enters the Grand View Garden.

"Eat." Jin Ran was concise and to the point, and sandwiched a piece of fish meat for Wang Qi.

The meat is belly-based, soft and delicious, without thorns, and is delicious with a sticky broth.

Wang Qi picked up a little bit with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes suddenly widened.

It's so delicious, it's so delicious, it's far from the fish bones and chicken bones he ate at Wang's house.

No, it is impossible to compare at all, one is the heavenly elixir and jade dew, and the other is the sewage and garbage on the ground.

Jin Ran couldn't look down on Wang Qisi Wenwen's way of eating, so he picked up a larger piece of fish meat and gave it to Wang Qi, "Eat big, if it's not enough, there are still a lot of them." ”

The coffee table of Jinran's house is wide and large, and it is full of dishes, so you can imagine how many dishes there are.

Under Jin Ran's urging, Wang Qi opened his stomach, let go of his mouth, and ate while crying, crying silently.

Jin Ran smiled, brought another one to play, and gave Wang Qi a bowl of chicken soup, "Drink the soup, don't choke." ”

Wang Qi drank very quickly, and the chicken soup was a little hot, and after drinking it in a big sip, his mouth almost burned out of blisters.

"Eat slowly, not in a hurry."

"Well, thank you, sister!"

Half an hour later, Wang Qi put down the dishes and chopsticks, savored the aftertaste, and gave birth to a huge sense of happiness.

"Sister?" Wang Qi came back to his senses, and there was no Jinran around.