Chapter 95: New Year (2)

"Dad, you are here, come in quickly."
"Ok."
The door opened. As the two expected, Lin Yufeng was wearing glasses and a gentle smile, with two bags in his hands, standing at the door.
While pulling Lin Yufeng in joyfully, Fang Xia had already set up the tableware and chopsticks, accompanied by Fang Xia's extremely polite voice: "Uncle, you are here."
Their dinner was officially opened.
A few days ago, Fang Xia took Lin Xingqing and picked a huge whip. At this moment, when Fang Xia pulled the whip. The gun was long and red.
"Dad, you sit down. Today I'm going to fire this New Year."
"it is good."
"Xing Qing, let me join you"
"Why don't you believe me"
"Naturally not. It's just our first year. This whip and gun can only be ordered together."
"Ok."
The two of them lit the incense together. When the incense started to burn red, Lin Xingqing held the incense, Fang Xia held her hand, and a small incense just held the not long lead.
"Zi ~"
In the subtle sounds, even if there were still some lines, Lin Xingqing, who was still excited at the previous moment, screamed a little, and pulled Fang Xia back.
"Fang Xia, run fast, run fast, it's about to ring."
"Oh, Xingqing, don't you say you're not afraid?"
"Oh ~ just run."
The two were fighting with harmless and elegant mouths, trotting all the way into the door, and Lin Yufeng looked at them with some helplessness.
"Pappa"
The whip. The sound of the cannon is constant.
Very crisp, very loud, and even a bit jarring.
The three men covered their ears involuntarily, but they could not help but chuckled when they looked at each other.
The longer the whip. The louder the sound of the cannon, the louder it represents, the stronger the fortune in the coming year.
Some are vulgar and some are unreliable, but is n’t it the kind of euphoria that the New Year wants?
"Pap ... pap ..."
The long sound didn't reach the end until four or five minutes, and the whip seemed to begin to appear in front of me. The smoke and breath unique to the gun began to diffuse.
"Dad, you sit on it.
Fang Xia, you sit here, I sit there. "
The house is still that house, but the table is somehow replaced by Fang Xia, not the big table, but like a square table with four people, eight dishes and one soup. The sitting room seems to be in touch.
Less noble and noble, but more intimate.
After arranging the positions with interest, the three of them filled their own drinks with enthusiasm.
"Dad, it's the new year. I wish you every year, every day, and good health."
Although it's a bit vulgar, this New Year's greeting is definitely necessary.
"Okay, Xingqing, I wish you more and more beautiful."
Although he knew Lin Yufeng was coaxing her, this did not prevent Lin Xingqing's eyebrows from laughing.
In the face of Lin Yufeng, her young daughter will always be charming, and it is always better to coax.
"Father Bai, I also wish you health and longevity, and thank you for coming this time."
"Since you are with Xing Qing, I naturally hope that you will last a long time and wish you a better career next year."
The blessings between Fang Xia and Lin Yufeng always seem to have a little more politeness, but it is clear that this kind of politeness has begun to get a little closer.
When the two were interacting, Lin Xingqing drank a drink on her own, looking at it here and looking at it, not to mention how happy she was.
Although the dishes were burnt, in fact, when the New Year really comes, you ca n’t eat much, even if Lin Xingqing always sells a dish for Lin Yufeng, he ca n’t forget to brag about it, and Lin Yufeng also appreciates his face. , But when the three of them really ended, most of the dishes had not been touched.
Lin Xingqing hardly needs to move on weekdays, but when she was three at home today, once it was determined that the three had finished eating, she picked up the chopsticks and her movements were thieves.
The figures of the two sitting together were chatted for a while, and Fang Xia sneaked in again. While Lin Xingqing was busy in the kitchen, he slipped in and kissed him. Only then did they help to clean up together.
The sunlight gradually fell. In the not-so-large kitchen, the two were busy with each other, and gently squeezed their lips. It seemed that they could feel the soft touch between the lips, and Lin Xingqing couldn't help being sweet.
Is Fang Xia sometimes too sticky?
And Dad is still there, just kiss her if he doesn't agree, it's really ...
After eating and drinking, it is natural to clean it, and then put on new clothes.
It stands to reason that in adulthood, the new clothes are not worth looking forward to, but today, Lin Xingqing still took Fang Xia to honestly finish the program, but also very glamorous, picked two The light red coat looked very happy from afar.
"Fang Xia, you look so beautiful."
"Xing Qing, light the candles in the room again, and I feel like we are getting married on the wedding night."
"... Humph, nonsense."
Although it was such a firm rejection, and when picking, Lin Xingqing did n’t really think about it, but when looking at the mirror, it was obviously two clothes of the same color and the same style, not to mention that there was such a hint of newlyweds. the taste of.
Because of this, Rao is now Lin Xingqing who thinks he has a thick skin, and his ears are reddened. As a result, Fang Xia, who still said such words at that moment, reached out and squeezed her reddish ear tip. gone.
Huh ~
The two walked downstairs hand in hand. Lin Yufeng was still sitting as before, waving to the two with a smile.
"Dad, wait a long time"
"No, come, you two come over."
"Ok."
Lin Xingqing took Fang Xia and just sat down, but saw Lin Yufeng handing a red envelope towards the two of them.
"Xing Qing, Fang Xia, Happy New Year."
"Dad, how old are we, how can we get a red envelope?"
"Uncle ..."
"Hold it, the New Year will have to win the lottery. The money is not much, it is purely intention."
"dad..."
Lin Xingqing wanted to say more, but was pulled by Fang Xia quietly.
"Xing Qing, hold it, this is Uncle's intention."
"Then thank you Dad. Dad, Happy New Year."
"Uncle, Happy New Year."
"Hey, everyone has fun together."
At this stage, the New Year's process is actually more than halfway. Lin Xingqing looked at her and Fang Xia's light red new clothes, then looked at the red envelopes in their hands, and Lin Yufeng's smiling face.
The picture below is really like a red envelope given to the elder Jingcha when the newlyweds just got married.
Because of this imagination, in the inexplicable expression of the two, Lin Xingqing even had a slight red neck.
She she she is not boring!
I bought sweets in advance, put melon seeds, set them up, turned on the TV, and looked at the joyous Chinese New Year party. Looking up, there were countless fireworks lit up outside the window, colorful and beautiful, and I could hear the children occasionally Laughter.
Lively.
In this environment, the three of them watched the Spring Festival Evening quietly, chatting for a few days, and did not need much words.
Just after eight o'clock, Lin Xingqing's mobile phone almost exploded.
There are SMS, MMS, and phone calls.
All without exception are New Year's greetings.
Some are clichés and some are very short, but without exception they all carry the joy of the New Year.
Lin Xingqing replied patiently, and what surprised her most was that not only Shu Si, but also Zhang Huilin called.
"Xing Qing, have you finished your meal at this point?"
"Ok."
"Several people"
"Me, Fang Xia and Dad."
"Ok."
"Have you seen the fireworks?"
"Yes, it's beautiful."
"Well, I have it here too. Next time you come, I can show it to you."
"Oh."
"Xing Qing, there is nothing wrong with me."
"it is good."
"Well ... Happy New Year."
"You are also happy new year, mother."
The chat between the two always seemed to be so embarrassing.
But when listening to Zhang Huilin, she seemed to say a little casually about the Happy New Year.
After the phone hung up, Lin Xingqing held the phone for a while and froze for a while, then smiled happily.
This New Year's feeling is amazing!
At nine, Lin Yufeng left first.
After retaining a few sentences and not retaining them, Lin Xingqing and Fang Xia sent Lin Yufeng back home. Lin Yufeng complained helplessly that they took care of him like a child, and they were so happy. Lin Yufeng said that at ten o'clock, the two left Lin Yufeng's room.
At that time, the lights on the street were dazzling, clouds! cháng! whole! Reason! No matter where you look, it seems to be extremely festive.
But the two did not stay anywhere, just returned home all the way like that. In the room where there were only two at last, Lin Xingqing was in Fang Xia's arms and continued to watch the unfinished Spring Festival Gala.
Eleven o'clock.
The sleepiness seemed to strike a little, and a little yawned. Lin Xingqing's eyes rolled, and Fang Xia pulled Hu Tianhu back and forth.
After everything was done, there was no worries, and the two continued to watch the night.
Eleven fifty-nine minutes.
"Fang Xia Fang Xia, come here, it's twelve o'clock, we're coming to start the countdown."
At that moment, there were only two of them in the room, but she knew that there must be many people like them who were watching the arrival of the New Year.
"ten!"
When the Spring Festival Gala on the TV came to an end and began to count silently, Lin Xingqing kissed Fang Xia's lips with a smile.
Kiss and count.
"nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven!"
"..."
"One!"
"Boom."
The pendulum hands on the wall are at the same time as the minute and second hands. In the slightly thick sound, countless people in the TV are jubilant, and Lin Xingqing is holding Fang Xia hard, excited and difficult to hold.
Shou Sui every year.
But today, it is just such a guard, but it feels so different.
"Fang Xia, new year, happy new year!"
"Xing Qing, happy new year, and the new year is still accompanied by you, I am very happy."
The night is still extremely long, but this night is so memorable.
New Year ~
Happy New Year!
The author has something to say: after writing the article for so long, An An didn't even seriously write two scenes of the New Year, and this time it was finally completed.
PS: Today I suddenly discovered that there are a lot of sister papers secretly fattening An An.
Hum ~