Chapter 77 Bun or Dumpling

After February, the Lunar New Year is getting closer and closer. Jinguan City began to display lanterns and festive signs, merchants and shops displayed festive signs, various preferential activities attracted the attention of passers-by, and red lanterns were hung on bridges and trees. , the number of pedestrians on the street increased significantly.

The taste of the new year is getting stronger and stronger.

Every night, Anyang and Xiaoqian go out shopping, and experience the taste of the Spring Festival in modern society.

Bright as day at night, dazzling lanterns, in ancient times, the two sides of the Qinhuai River in the Song Dynasty were chaotically lit, and singing and dancing all night, it was called a prosperous dream and a drunken fan of gold. The ancient poetry and quatrains, what else can it do?

But the lights still dazzled Xiaoqian's eyes. She couldn't help but hold Anyang's hand tightly, her eyes twinkling with light, and she felt the emptiness under the city's glitzy exterior even more through the passing pedestrians. It can be concluded that the many pedestrians who come and go in a hurry are nothing but rootless duckweed.

If Anyang doesn't want her anymore, where would she go in such a big city?

"Do you want to eat this?"

A sudden greeting interrupted her thoughts.

"Ah... Bingtang gourd!"

"Yeah, what to eat?"

"OK."

After a while, Comrade Xiaoqian, who was holding a candied haws, followed Anyang obediently, looking around at the same time, but forgot everything she had just thought.

In fact, she doesn't like to eat this, especially after she became a female ghost, she basically lost interest in eating, but she would still put sugar-coated hawthorn into her mouth in small bites and experience the sour and sweet taste .

Except for taking Xiaoqian out for a walk every night, they stayed in the apocalypse world most of the time, because the time in the apocalypse world passed more slowly, and they could spend more time together.

But no matter how slow time goes, it is still going.

February 6th, the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Anyang is going home for Chinese New Year, with a black bead.

He figured that he would have to go back to his hometown, so the chance for Xiaoqian to meet him was even more pitiful, but she had only been in the real world for half a year, and the only person he knew was him, how could he be willing to take Xiaoqian away? Throwing it in Jinguan City alone for Chinese New Year?

Bringing Xiaoqian with him will also make him feel at ease.

Ji Weiwei and Anyang live in the same community, study at Yizhou University together, and now work in Jinguan together. They go back together every time, and this time was no exception.

Ji Weiwei in the car was more silent than before, but it wasn't that she didn't say a word, she just asked some strange questions.

"Your... girlfriend won't accompany you home for the New Year?"

"She went back to her home for the New Year."

"This...Did you tell your uncle and aunt..."

"Nope."

"Then aren't you going to tell them?"

"What's the hurry, I'm still young, it's not too late to talk about it later."

"Oh……"

"Don't be rude!"

"Um... ah no! See how you please me!"

"Come to my house for dinner tonight, and I'll give you some meat!"

"go away!"

The mention of meat Ji Weiwei has lingering fears, and I can't wait to strangle Anyang to death. God knows how she ate such a big piece of fat that day!

Ji Weiwei's figure is extremely slender, and there is only a small ball wrapped in a thick down jacket. The two of them are sitting next to each other. She has never been able to occupy a wide position. occupied the position.

Winter is annoying, girls' delicate skin and hot body can't be shown at all, especially for people with small breasts, the down jacket is completely flat once it is covered!

Ji Weiwei is like that.

The two got out of the car, and a gust of cold wind came out. Ji Weiwei, who had just come out of the warm car, shivered suddenly. She couldn't help touching Anyang's obviously thinner clothes and gasped, which was thinner than she thought.

"You're not cold!"

"You're not hot!"

Anyang replied, walked to the side box, dragged out a white box with a cartoon pattern, and pulled out a gray and rustic box. Ji Weiwei just wanted to reach out and pick it up, but he had already pulled it up one by one and left. .

"Look at your hands, they're as red as chicken feet from the cold, so keep them warm in your pockets."

Ji Weiwei didn't mind, let alone argue with him. She grinned and followed him, and she didn't feel bad for him. There have been many such things since childhood, and the two of them have long been accustomed to it.

This is an old school district room, and there is no elevator. Fortunately, the corridor design is not gloomy. Anyang walked upstairs with a box in one hand, and quickly threw the box at Ji Weiwei's door: "I have to go, Your parents don't want to see me, remember to come over after dinner, otherwise my old couple should talk about me again."

Ji Weiwei's big... With a wave of her small hand, most of her palms were tucked into her sleeves, revealing only half of her slender fingertips, but this still couldn't stop her domineering.

"Okay, let's go!"

Anyang pouted, picked up the box and continued upstairs.

You are so fierce, why don't you hit the wall, it's strange that you are grinning from the pain in the winter!

Using the key to open the door, the old couple was making dumplings, and Anyou was also making a move, but unfortunately the dumplings she made were all in a ball, and the folds were shrunk together. The three of them were busy, and no one came to open the door for him.

"I'm back, come and meet me!"

Anyang stepped into the door with the box in hand. I don't know what Anyou, who was over there, whispered something, and heard Xie Yunqing scolding: How can you say such a thing to your brother!

"Slippers are in the shoe cabinet, see which pair to wear, don't drag the box around at home, I just dragged the ground!"

Anyang pouted, changed his slippers and carried the box to his house, swayed out, glanced at Anyou's masterpiece and almost didn't laugh: "This bun is good, but it's a little smaller!"

An You glanced at him: "You're not much better!"

Anyang went to the kitchen to wash his hands and rolled up his sleeves: "Let me show you one!"

As a result, the number of buns is increasing.

While wrapping Xie Yunqing, he asked, "Did Wei Wei come back with you?"

"Yup."

"What group are you still working in?"

Anyang added: "Mingyang Group."

Xie Yunqing wrapped the dumplings quickly: "Yes, that's the famous group."

Anyang also wrapped a bag... Dumplings: "Not anymore."

Xie Yunqing was stunned by the movement of her hands. She just wanted to ask Qing Anyang what he was doing in Mingyang Group, so that he could go out and brag with the women who were dancing the square dance together. She didn't expect Anyang to give her such a sentence, it's only been three months!

"What's the matter, was opened?"

"...Jumped out."

"Why did you change jobs? Isn't that an international big group?"

Anyang's face was not red or his heart was beating, and he didn't even stop the clumsy movement of making dumplings in his hands: "I am now in a newly opened game company, and the company's treatment is much higher than that of Mingyang Group."

"how many?"

"More than ten thousand."

"Oh... there are quite a lot, but you have to be practical, don't keep changing jobs, it's the truth that you work hard."

Anyang nodded and said yes while making dumplings, completely dismissing her words as a deaf ear. Xie Yunqing loves to educate people. For so many years, let alone him, even Anyou has developed the supreme supernatural power of left ear in and right ear out.

Teacher's family...

It didn't take long for the dumplings to be cooked and the fragrance came out.

Xie Yunqing first brought out a plate of steaming steamed dumplings and handed them to him. Anyang was already too greedy and not afraid of being hot, so he reached out and wanted to eat one, but was abruptly interrupted by a word.

"Go, bring a plate to the Weiwei family!"

Anyang retracted his hand embarrassedly, and turned to look at Anyou who was leisurely: "Her parents didn't want to see me, so she asked Anyou to send it over."

Anyou leaned on the table with chopsticks: "Don't go!"

Xie Yunqing urged: "Hurry up, or it will get cold!"

Anyang looked helpless, and suddenly he cheekily grabbed a dumpling and put it in his mouth, easily avoiding Xie Yunqing's slap, opened the door and walked out.

"You boy!"

"boom."

The dumplings made at home are not like the ones bought outside. They are solid vegetables and meat, and they leave a fragrant taste on the lips and teeth, and even the tongue can be swallowed when they are hot.

"Dong dong dong... dong dong dong..."

There were no more than three knocks on the door, and Ji Weiwei opened the door, knowing at a glance what he was here for.

Most of the people living in this school district are teachers, not only neighbors, but also colleagues. It is normal to make dumplings for the New Year, and bring some special products to the neighbors who are close friends. It is normal in the less developed cities. More, nothing awkward.

Anyang handed her the plate: "Take it and taste it, the dumplings I made myself."

Ji Weiwei's mouth twitched, and she picked up a dumpling that looked like a bun and looked at it with disgust: "This is the only one you made, right?"

How quickly Anyang responded, and said without hesitation, "This is from Anyou."

Ji Weiwei looked in disbelief and threw the dumpling into her mouth and chewed it whole. The others were pretty good-looking. It seemed that Xie Yunqing chose it on purpose.

"It's so shameless. You gave us dumplings and ate them. Did you eat at least three?"

"two!"

"..."

After eating delicious dumplings, An Youwo was playing with her mobile phone on the sofa, Xie Yunqing and An Guoshu were watching TV.

"You two brothers and sisters are ready, let's go home tomorrow."

"Ah?" An You was surprised, "Didn't you only go back in the third year of junior high?"

"This year is different. Your grandma died and your grandfather is alone at home. Let's go back to accompany him."

"Oh."

Anyou nodded obediently, and played with her phone again.

Soon, there was a slight knock on the door, An You reluctantly got up and opened the door, and called out to Sister Weiwei obediently.

Ji Weiwei is here.

The smile on Xie Yunqing's face suddenly piled up, and his attitude was many times better than when the two brothers and sisters came back. It's not just her, the old couple is like this.

"Hey, Weiwei is here? How do the dumplings made by Auntie tonight taste?"

"It's delicious, Anyang said he made it."

"He?" Xie Yunqing was very disdainful, "He made the same stuff as the steamed buns."

"Ah...?" Ji Weiwei pretended to be surprised, with a look of ignorance on her face, "He said it was Xiao Youbao's!"

Anyou's face darkened, and she glared at Anyang fiercely.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Anyang decided to go back to the room, closed the door and called out Xiao Qian, lying on the bed with her and chatting in a low voice.

In fact, she is very wronged. During the new year, Anyang eats delicious dumplings outside, but she can only stay in the black beads. She can only come out once at night, and she has to be vigilant at all times so as not to be discovered by An Guoshu and Xie Yunqing.