"Yikes!" Meng Xiyang screamed in surprise and wanted to withdraw his hand.

didn't twitch, Zhou Yi grasped it very firmly.

"What are you doing?" Meng Xiyang asked nervously, his voice as small as a mosquito.

Zhou Yi looked at her in a daze and slowly stood up, and Meng Xiyang had to stand up slowly.

"Close your eyes." Zhou Yi said.

Meng Xiyang hesitated for a moment, and finally closed his eyes obediently.

Zhou Yi leaned over to kiss her, and Meng Xiyang leaned forward to get closer despite hesitation. Seeing that he was about to kiss, suddenly a dense and rapid firecracker sound sounded "crackling".

was so frightened that Meng Xiyang screamed "Mom" and almost got under the table.

Zhou Yi almost ascended to heaven on the spot, and hurriedly covered his ears.

The sound of firecrackers was so close that it sounded like they were exploding outside the window, blowing up all the beauty and ambiguity, and blowing up all the romantic and beautiful feelings.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers "died down".

"Bastard." Zhou Yi cursed. I opened my mouth and plucked my ears again, and my ears buzzed, and my hearing plummeted.

"Let's eat, it's cold." The sound of firecrackers gave Meng Xiyang a reason to "retreat".

"Well, well." Sit down again, pick up chopsticks, look at each other, and laugh speechlessly.

Meng Xiyang's mobile phone rang, she looked at the incoming call, and immediately raised her index finger, "Shh, my mother's phone." ”

Then he connected and shouted coquettishly in Northeast dialect: "Mom." ”

It turns out that the Northeast dialect can also be so gentle when calling mothers, and all the happiness of being a daughter is scattered in this "mother".

The sound insulation of the mobile phone is not good, Meng's mother's voice is loud, Zhou Yi is eating New Year's vegetables and dumplings, and he almost listens to the conversation between the mother and daughter.

"Yangyang, where are you now? Can you eat dumplings? I have long said that you will come back, but you just don't go back, how can you be so busy with work, and you won't even be allowed to go back for the New Year? A leader who doesn't let people go home is not a good leader, and there is no humanity! ”

Mother Meng's voice was full of concern, and she asked a few questions intensively. Zhou Yi was aggrieved and speechless.

The Chinese New Year performance was his idea, and in the final analysis, he was the leader who didn't let people go home and was inhumane.

Meng Xiyang glanced at Zhou Yi, couldn't help but smile, and explained: "Mom, don't worry, everything is fine here, not only me, many people haven't left, everyone gathered in the drama club to make dumplings, cook dumplings, eat dumplings, and buy a lot of vegetables, including chicken, fish, and Moutai wine, as well as all kinds of snacks, in short, you can rest assured." ”

"And Moutai? Fake bar? ”

Meng Xiyang smiled: "How can it be fake wine? It's true. ”

Meng's mother said: "The broken leader who doesn't let people go home during the Spring Festival is willing to buy you real Moutai?" ”

Well, Zhou Yi, as the "leader", was completely labeled as inhumane by Meng Xiyang's mother.

Meng Xiyang looked at Zhou Yi's pretended aggrieved face, and felt more and more funny: "What are you talking nonsense, the leaders of the people are very good, and it cost a lot of money to buy Moutai." By the way, I used to toast you three glasses of New Year's wine when I was at home, but this year I toasted the leader three glasses of New Year's wine. ”

Mother Meng asked in surprise: "Are your leaders with you?" ”

Meng Xiyang said: "Yes, I am in the drama club now." ”

Mother Meng immediately said nervously: "Then you have to be careful when you speak, don't let him hear it." ”

Meng Xiyang looked at Zhou Yi with a smile and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you hear it, you are very familiar with it." And he has a good temper, we often joke together. ”

Mother Meng complained busily: "Oh, you little fool, people's hearts are separated from their belly, and tiger's hearts are separated from their fur, the more good-tempered leaders on the surface, the more smiling and bad-hearted they are, you must be on guard." By the way, what is the level of leadership of your drama club? ”

Meng Xiyang couldn't laugh anymore: "Our leader has no level, we usually call him director." ”

Mother Meng was obviously surprised: "There are also directors in the drama club?" Isn't it called a director when you make movies or TV series? ”

Meng Xiyang patiently explained: "Not only those who make movies and TV series are called directors, but also those who arrange dramas are called directors. In these years, the director is not valuable, and the kindergarten teacher takes the children to rehearse a dance, and she is also the director. ”

"I see", Meng's mother gained knowledge, and hurriedly reminded Meng Xiyang, "I don't care about the director of the kindergarten, anyway, I heard that the director of the movie and TV series is not good." I often hear that the director plays hooligan and takes advantage of actresses, you are so beautiful, you have to pay attention.

"If he dares to do anything to you, just slap him with a big mouth, and if you beat him, he will be honest, and he won't dare next time."

Meng Xiyang laughed, Zhou Yi also laughed speechlessly, although Meng's mother's words were prejudiced, they represented the most simple view of good and evil of the common people.

After chatting for a while, Meng's mother was concerned about Meng Xiyang's search for a partner, and asked her not to be deceived by men. The more handsome a man is, the more careful he must be.

If you are looking for a partner, you must find an honest man who takes care of his family, and a man who is not honest and does not care about his family, the more handsome he is, the more he can't ask for it.

Meng Xiyang echoed as he looked at Zhou Yi and smiled.

Meng's mother ended the call, and changed to Meng's father. The phone was on the phone for more than an hour before it hung up.

Zhou Yi had already eaten almost, put down the dishes and chopsticks and called his mother thousands of miles away.

Zhou Yi's parents divorced when he was very young, and Zhou Yi grew up with his mother Zhou Jie, and also followed her surname Zhou.

Zhou Yi's mother worked at a newspaper as an editor. She is open-minded and democratic, and she gets along with Zhou Yi like a good buddy and a good girlfriend, and she talks about everything.

is the only one who insists on Zhou Yi's finding a partner, and agrees that Zhou Yi's search for a partner must be approved by her. This was the case in the previous life, and I am afraid that I will only do it again in this life.

This is not to blame her, she has experienced the failure of her marriage and does not want Zhou Yi to go back to the old path.

The phone was connected, Zhou Jie obviously missed her son very much, but jokingly ridiculed him: "A drama actor, he won't come back for the New Year, I don't know, I thought you were going to the Spring Festival Gala?" ”

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "I didn't go this year, but maybe next year." ”

The two of them had been on the phone for eighty or ninety minutes, and when the phone hung up, it was almost 11 o'clock.

Meng Xiyang had already eaten, brushed the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up the table, and screwed the lid on the unfinished Moutai wine and put it away.

She put melon seeds, peanuts, sugar oranges and various snacks on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, it focuses on the sense of ritual of the New Year's Festival.

"I didn't eat well, so I just called." Zhou Yi sat down on the sofa against Meng Xiyang and said with emotion.

"Isn't that good?" Meng Xiyang disagreed.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yi looked at Meng Xiyang with a wicked smile.

Meng Xiyang immediately became nervous again.

"Watching TV, I missed several cross talk sketches, but Zhao Benshan is coming out soon, watch Zhao Benshan."

Zhao Benshan's program this year is "Selling Abduction", and after tonight, the term "big flicker" will quickly become popular across the country in the future.

However, Zhou Yi watched it not twenty times but eighteen times, and he was not interested at all. He was interested in Meng Xiyang beside him. How can Zhao Benshan look good as Meng Sunset?

Zhou Yi picked up the candy on the tray on the coffee table and asked, "What flavor do you like?" ”

Meng Xiyang thought that Zhou Yi was going to peel candy for her, so he said, "I like the taste of oranges." ”

Zhou Yi picked an orange-flavored fruit candy, peeled off the wrapper, and did not feed it to Meng Xiyang, but stuffed it into his mouth, and then pulled Meng Xiyang's mouth and gave him a kiss:

"An orange-flavored kiss that belongs only to you in this life and this life, please check!"

"Nasty!" Meng Xiyang slapped Zhou Yi happily, "It's still my mother who is right, the directors are very bad." ”

"If you have a bad name, you can't do something bad?" Zhou Yi took advantage of the situation and hugged her.