"Is Meng Hui here?" Lin Yue'e walked out of the kitchen and wiped her hands on her apron, "Come in quickly, don't stand at the door, it's cold outside, it's going to snow that day."

"Happy New Year, Auntie." Meng Hui smiled gently, "I'm sorry."

"What a shame, just come. Come in quickly, Qiqi, don't stand stupidly, let Meng Hui come in quickly, close the door, and the cold air is running in."

Lynch, stunned, hurriedly retreated.

After a stir, all three of them entered the house.

"Where are the dumplings you eat on New Year's Eve, you must make them yourself," Lin Yue'e brought out a pot of mixed meat filling and a bag of dumpling skins from the kitchen. She smiled at the two people who sat down, "Let's see who made them well."

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Lin Yue'e put down her things, then went to the kitchen to pour a bowl of water and put it on the table, "Dimmerse, Lynch can make dumplings, can Meng Hui make dumplings?"

"Yes." Meng Hui took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves.

Lin Yue'e said again: "Xiao Meng, you're wearing too little in such a cold day."

Lynch glanced at Meng Hui and said sourly: "Mom, he is in good health and not cold."

A thin school uniform jacket has become Meng Hui's semi-permanent outfit from summer to autumn. Lynch thought it was cold and he shouldn't wear it anymore. Who knew that Meng Hui had a reverse operation - wearing two school uniform jackets

.

"Yes, I'm not cold." Meng Hui wore a brown turtleneck sweater with balls inside, with long neck and wide shoulders. She sat there like a model, and compared it with the round and round Lynch, who was particularly immature.

"I'll plug in an electric heater for you." Lin Yue'e bought a new electric heater. The power was high and the heat was fast. After plugging it in, the living room became hot. Lynch simply took off the cotton coat on her body.

The two sat together, one tall and one short, one colored turtleneck sweaters, not far or near, and indescribable harmony.

Lin Yue'e prepared two coins and asked the two children to wrap them in dumplings to ask for the lottery.

"Then I have to cheat." Lynch pinched a small horn on the dumplings where he placed his coins.

Meng Hui laughed, "Can it work if you cheat?"

"It's just asking for the lottery anyway, it's okay, right, mom?" Lynch smiled and placed the marked dumplings in the middle.

"What is a blessing in my life, how can I be in Turin?" Lin Yue'e indulged in.

Lynch laughed and glanced at Meng Hui proudly.

Meng Hui lowered his head, curled the corners of his lips, and quietly pinched the coin dumpling he had made.

Lin Yue'e smiled and saw it in her eyes, lowered her head and shook her head gently.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was very rich, with chicken, duck, fish and meat. A large table was set up in a scattered manner, and the most prominent one was a large plate of dumplings in the middle.

As soon as the dumplings were put on, Lynch smiled, "I saw mine."

Meng Hui didn't say anything, and his eyes also fell on the dumpling he made.

Lin Yue'e smiled, "Eat when you see it."

Lynch stood up and picked up the marked dumplings he had made, and put them directly into Lin Yue'e's bowl. Lin Yue'e smiled satisfied and lovingly, "I'll give it to you for food, what are you doing for me?"

"Mom is lucky, so I will be lucky with me." Lynch said with a smile.

Meng Hui stretched out his long arms, picked out one of the dumplings, and landed them in Lynch's bowl, "Eat this."

Lynch turned his head to look at him, Meng Hui calmly picked up another one for himself, bite it down, and praised Lin Yue'e, "Auntie, it's delicious."

"The stuffing you mix by yourself will definitely taste delicious." Lin Yue'e picked up the lucky dumpling, bite the skin gently, and urged Lynch: "Qiqi, you can try it too."

Lynch retracted his gaze when he looked at Meng Hui, and said "Oh". As soon as the chopsticks were picked up, he felt the weight. The hot wind from the heater made his face turn red slowly, and he whispered: "Brother Hui, you

Cheating too.”

"It's a blessing," Meng Hui turned his head and smiled at him, "How come Turin is there."

Lynch's face was hot and hot, so he patted his face with the back of his hand, "Mom, isn't it a little too hot?"

"Is it hot? Fortunately, mom pours you a drink." Lin Yue'e took a big bottle of Coke and poured it into Lynch.

The bubbles filled the cup with breath, just like Lynch's inexplicable clamor. The chaotic bubbles spread in his heart, making him panic and at a loss.

After drinking Coke in one sip, the spicy taste came back and a hint of sweetness. Lynch choked and patted her back twice. Before Lynch turned around, his hands were withdrawn.

It's just right and beyond reproach.

...

Lin Yue'e rarely wants to stay up to date for a year.

During the Chinese New Year last year, my family was in bad condition. Lin Yue'e accompanied Lynch to have a "New Year's Eve dinner" in the afternoon and went to the mall to work in the evening. This year, she opened her own store to do business. Anyway, she closed for three days, so she can arrange her daily routine.

The three of them watched the Spring Festival Gala together on the sofa in the living room.

In fact, the Spring Festival Gala is not necessarily very beautiful, it is just for the atmosphere, the singing and dancing on the TV is lively and festive, and fireworks are pounding outside, and gorgeous flowers are blowing out outside the window.

Lynch shrank on the sofa and ate the little oranges, staring at the fireworks whizzing outside the window in fascination. It was so good to celebrate the New Year, solemnly and happily left the mark of time in his life.

"Auntie," Meng Hui leaned forward and said to Lin Yue'e, who was watching the crosstalk with relish, "Do you have fireworks at home?"

...

"Seeing that other people's fireworks are not good, they still run out to buy some fireworks," Lynch murmured while wearing his coat, "Are there any fireworks sold now?"

"Yes, the shop at the intersection of the street is not closed," Lin Yue'e took out a big red bag. She was not considerate and always felt that no one could set off fireworks at home. She was afraid that Lynch would not be safe to put on, so she was silently wearing shoes.

Meng Hui said, "Xiao Meng, it's cold outside, wear this."

What I took out from the bag was a long light gray cotton jacket, which was very simple and elegant. Lin Yue'e pulled it away in her hand, fluffy, "I originally wanted to give it to you on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, to see how thin you were wearing,

It's better to put it on first."

Lynch's action of wearing a coat was stopped, "Mom, he won't..."

"Thank you, auntie." Meng Hui said simply, took the cotton jacket, unzipped the zipper and put it on quickly, "It fits very well."

Lin Yue'e narrowed her eyes and smiled, "This dress has been hung in my store for several days but can't be sold. You have to be a big and tall man like you to wear it."

Lynch smirked, "Brother Hui is Gao."

The two walked down the corridor as Lin Yue'e's advice to "come back early".

There are not many people on the street, everyone is dressed very well, and there are small lanterns hanging on the street lights, a festive atmosphere. Lynch sighed in his palm and felt very relaxed, "Brother Hui, we will be in the third year of high school next year

Now, do you have a goal?"

"What goal? University?" Meng Hui put his hand in his pocket, staring at Lynch's palm, "Whatever you want."

Lynch hid his hands back in his pocket, "How can you do whatever you want? Then have you figured out what you will do in the future?"

Meng Hui moved back his eyes and another fiery red firework exploded in the sky, falling down in pieces, reflecting starlight in his eyes.

Regarding wealth, fame, fortune and status, he got everything he could get in his previous life. Are he happy? Is that what he really wants?

Meng Hui pulled out his hand and wiped his face, "I want to do something that will make me happy."

Lynch immediately became alert. Could it be that Mr. Meng wanted to fall on the edge of the law again?

"This, there is no absolute freedom in the world. We must be moderate, moderate." Lynch whispered.

Meng Hui raised his hand, Lynch had already shrunk his neck first, but Meng Hui did not hook his neck like before, but instead inserted his hand into Lynch's pocket.

The hot palms filled Lynch's Bing-like hand, Meng Hui tightened his palms, "I'll talk about what's going on in the future, go buy fireworks."

Lynch was stopped by the warm palm, and he silently recited the brotherhood in his heart a hundred times, but he still felt his face getting redder and redder. He could feel the same throbbing from Meng Hui.

Lynch: Oh no, is he going to fall in love with someone else?

He gently pulled his hand, but never pulled it out of the past. Lynch's chin shrank into the collar of his coat and whispered: "Brother Hui, I'm not cold."

"I'm hot." Meng Hui glanced at him, "Luck down your ice to cool down." Seeing Lynch shrank his chin and flew around, he curled his lips and chuckled, "Are you afraid of cheating?"

Lynch: “…” Yes.

Meng Hui smiled at the corner of his lips, looked at the shop with the lights in front of him, and casually said: "It doesn't matter, if you have time, you can bring people in front of me and let us know each other," he turned around and smiled casually, "In this way, I will do it in the future.

There will be no misunderstanding.”

Lynch was speechless. If he had a way to bring Du Chengying out of the small world, then what else would happen to Meng Hui?

Meng Hui smiled secretly when he saw his expression. Who should the child fool?

There are still some fireworks sold, but only the salutes are left. The boss brought out a box and said, "288 rounds, that's it."

"This is too much." Lynch said dumbfounded.

"It's pretty good, Geely," Meng Hui made the decision, unbuttoned the cotton jacket and took money from his school uniform pocket, "I want this."

Lynch said on the side: "288 times, how long will it take to be left?"

The boss wrapped the bag for them and said happily: "The longer this is, the better."

"I want to buy something that I can hold in my hand." Lynch whispered.

"Yes, I have a few left, I'll give it to you." The boss said generously.

Lynch was overjoyed, "Thank you, boss."

...
To be continued...