Living Next To The Male God

There are few people in the backyard and there is heating in the room. Chen Suling and her eldest sister are sitting on the sofa and chatting, and Tang Hongjun hugs her son around the room looking at the decorations on the Bogu shelf.

The two sisters hadn't seen each other for a long time, and there were endless whispers, but there were some things in front of Tang Hongjun and it was not easy to ask more. Chen Suling found an excuse and said to her husband: "Hong Jun, you can help me find Shuang Xiaoyu's shoes. He stepped on the snow just now, and I was afraid it was getting wet. I remembered bringing a replacement pair and forgot to put it there. , Did you see in the car?"

The son’s business is a major matter. Tang Hongjun heard her say that he immediately put the child down, “I’ll look for it. Look at Xiaoyu and sit on the sofa. Don’t let him go down.”

Chen Suling agreed, holding her son in her arms, turning around and asking her elder sister as soon as she saw her husband go out, "Sister, why didn't the second sister-in-law go back to her family?"

Without outsiders, Chen Suling's eldest sister Chen Qiuguo didn't hide it: "She, I want to stay here."

"what happened?"

"Isn't this just having a baby? I want to stay and follow the old man. Our relatives here can collect more money for the new year."

Chen Suling froze for a while before she burst out laughing, holding the child in her arms (touching Mo) (touching Mo) her son's little head, and said: "She can only figure it out. I can't bear this kind of loss-making business. Yeah! How cold it is today. I feel pitiful when I look at her child. She was carried around a few months old. I have seen it several times. The second sister-in-law opened her cloak when she met someone. I'm not afraid of something wrong with freezing."

"Each family has their own ideas." Chen Qiuguo took a honey cake to her nephew, squeezed his little face, the (routable) little dumpling, the temperature on her face was warmer than her hands. At first glance, it was carefully taken care of.

Chen Suling is an old man at home, but she also has the hard temper of the Chen family: "I don't believe that second brother thinks the same way. When did second brother do this?"

Chen Qiuguo smiled helplessly: "Yes, your second sister-in-law is a bit smaller."

The two sisters didn't evade Tang Jinyu when they talked, feeling that a child didn't understand anything.

Tang Jinyu was sitting there while eating a small honey cake and listening to gossip. Next to him, there was a bottle of hot almonds (dew), a mouthful of the cake and the almonds (dew), her little ears shaking cleverly and listening carefully.

When the two sisters were chatting, they heard someone pushing in from outside, it was the second child Chen Wenqian.

Chen Suling smiled and said, "Oh, what about you, why did your second brother come?" She stood up holding her son, and said quietly, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, this is uncle."

Chen Wenqian is not tall and of medium stature, but he has the usual white skin of the Chen family, and his facial features are outstanding. He is especially kind to his relatives when he smiles with his eyes narrowed. Everyone said that his nephew was like an uncle. Tang Jinyu smiled and his eyes were crescent. It was really similar to this uncle. They were all very easy to give birth to a good impression.

Uncle Chen loved his nephew very much. He used to hold the child high up, and after a while, he got his wish and heard "Uncle" with a smile.

Chen Wenqian came over to make up the new year's money for the elder sister and the younger sister, only saying that it was for the children.

The eldest sister laughed at him and said, "Take her own money again? Does your wife know?"

"Don't worry about her, she is now in the eyes of losing money, and she has to put away some money. She said that in the future to raise children, Deyun is still young and Deqing is only a few months old, so she needs to save money now." Chen Wenqian He whispered, holding the little nephew to watch him eat cakes, and then take the cake crumbs for the child. "It makes me look down on me just like I can't make money in the future."

The eldest sister said: "The boy costs money. In the future, he will marry a wife to buy a house."

Chen Wenqian frowned and said, "She has to give birth, what can I do."

Tang Jinyu ate the cake, but her ears stood up.

However, he didn't let him listen too much. Tang Hongjun came back, and the Chen family didn't mention what he said earlier.

Tang Hongjun took a pair of small shoes and came back with a pair of (dry gan) small socks. He personally went over to change his son. Although the pair of wave sneakers were not wet on the outside, Tang Hongjun was afraid that his son’s feet would get cold. Gan gan) Just changed a whole set.

Chen Wenqian took the opportunity to scratch his nephew's little feet, which made the child laugh, and he also followed.

Tang Hongjun quickly put on his shoes and socks, and did not give his brother-in-law another chance to bully his precious son.

They had a conversation in the backyard, and someone in front called for dinner.

In the evening, the whole family had a lively dinner, two or three tables were set up, and the seats were full.

There were many young people outside. After the two old men of the Chen family asked them to toast, they moved to a small hall inside to eat quietly.

Mrs. Chen didn’t restrain the children and let them play casually. She only left her little daughter and Tang Jinyu by her side, and asked the nanny to move a children’s chair over, took a small bowl, and scooped up half a bowl of chicken soup to blow cold. Give him a drink.

Compared with the Codonopsis and wolfberry chicken soup separately served in the small white porcelain cup on the table, Tang Jinyu prefers to eat stewed chicken. Every time Chen Suling brings him a chopstick, his eyes are bright.

Chen Suling smiled and said: "Little greedy cat, I'll scoop a bowl for you alone. You are not allowed to eat too much. Do you know that this is a bit salty?"

Slowly a big pot of stewed chicken (meat rou) on the table, Tang Jinyu scooped out the small bowl, not even a corner, Chen Suling made a few spoonfuls of soup for him, and the chicken nuggets were dipped in it more delicious.

Tang Jinyu grabbed a hot oil spin cake in his left hand, slightly dipped it with some soup in a small bowl, and then put it in his mouth to bite the cake and immediately broke with a crisp sound of "　 wiping", the outer skin is crispy, and the inside The soft noodles are filled with chicken soup, not to mention how beautiful!

Old Mrs. Chen's appetite improved by him, and then ate a small bowl of porridge.

I spent two happy days in the Chen family, eating and drinking every day. When I left, the two old men of the Chen family brought large and small gifts to the trunk of the car.

Grandma Chen told her daughter: "Go back and take good care of yourself. Don't be too tired. You can't make money anytime. Call me and your dad if you have anything to do. Also, the photos taken during the New Year will be washed out in a few days. Just mail it to you. If Xiaoyu takes a new photo, remember to send a copy here. Your dad and I miss him!"

Chen Suling nodded with a smile, and agreed.

It was half the afternoon when Tang Hongjun drove the car for six or seven hours. Chen Suling felt distressed and asked him to rest and cook by herself.

Tang Hongjun still followed, "I'll help you wash the vegetables..."

Chen Suling couldn't laugh or cry, she pushed him to the bedside and said, "Help me again tomorrow, I have been asleep in the car on the way back, but you haven't closed your eyes, take a short rest, so many people are tired of socializing these days. ."

Tang Hongjun wanted to follow, and Chen Suling took her son over and put them on the (bed chuang) together and said, "Xiaoyu, mom will give you a task now. Watch your dad sleep for a while, and wake up when mom prepares the meal. father."

Tang Jinyu nodded earnestly and sat there guarding her father. Tang Hongjun moved slightly, he hugged his father's waist and buried his head in his arms: "Dad, sleep~"

Tang Hongjun laughed, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, "Okay."

After a while, the child fell asleep first, and drool came out of his father's arms.

There was the sound of "Zila" frying from the kitchen, and the aroma of the food drifted to the tip of his nose. Tang Hongjun looked up at the direction outside the bedroom door. His wife was preparing hot meals for him. The son in his arms groaned like a pig, and he didn't know what he was dreaming of. He smashed his mouth and slept with a sweet smell.

Tang Hongjun squeezed the tip of his nose, and laughed first.

On the fifth day of the fifth year, teacher Xia next door was discharged from the hospital, and he personally came to thank the Tang family and invited them to dinner.

Mr. Xia’s home conditions were average, and he spent a lot of money on sickness, so the place he went to was not a particularly high-end restaurant. He found an old-fashioned lamb (meat rou) soup restaurant, which was clean and hygienic, and he ate hot in winter. The last bowl of lamb soup is nourishing and delicious.

Tang Hongjun and his wife went with their children, and the Chuchu Shao Hotel opened one after another.

The mutton soup shop that Mr. Xia treats is on the snack street, and the aroma is wafting from the first shop selling pot stickers. There are people queuing in front of the street stall selling fried mutton (meat rou) skewers, and many small restaurants There were fragments of firecrackers in front of the door, and the white snow on the roadside was filled with redness. There are some affordable restaurants in this area. The lamb (meat rou) soup shop that Teacher Xia chooses is quite crowded. He and Xia Ye came early, occupied a private room, and were waiting for them.

In addition to the famous mutton soup, the owner also has a few special dishes, such as shredded fish (meat rou), boiled fish, and stir-fried cabbage. They are all very authentic. Teacher Xia ordered the dishes and picked two more. Children can eat, I ordered a fried squid ring for my pupil.

Tang Jinyu kissed Teacher Xia, and she was also happy to see Xia Ye. Anyway, he didn't need to talk when sitting there. The two adults chatted enthusiastically, and he sat there to eat hard!

Eating (meat rou), drinking soup, and finally holding a big bone stick (inserting cha) and sucking bone marrow with a straw, eating so much that there are oily flowers on the small face.

Xia Ye looked at him several times, and the corners of his mouth moved, and he raised a little bit without holding back.

He took a paper towel to Tang Jinyu, and when the child took it and didn't wipe it, he pointed at the corner of his mouth: "Here, wipe it."

Tang Jinyu was reluctant to use the piece of paper Xia Ye handed over, but Xia Ye looked at herself and could only wipe it reluctantly.

He moved slowly, falling in the eyes of Xia Ye, but he understood it cautiously.

Xia Ye thought about it. It seemed that from the first time the child came to their home to learn the harmonica, he had always been very careful. When he walked badly, he held on to the wall and never did any dangerous actions. He sat on the sofa obediently. He even drinks water and eats slowly... His eyes fell on the little hand of the child who slowly wiped his face with a tissue. There was a little blood scab on that hand. The child’s skin was too white, and the scar fell on it. Dazzling.

A little guy who has always been careful about walking, but fell several times that day.

Xia Ye took a few more tissues and took the initiative to wipe his face this time.

Tang Jinyu raised her head and dared not move, and blinked at him.

Xia Ye paused for a moment and said, "Does it hurt?"

The kid next to him shook his head and smiled with a white tooth: "Thank you, brother!"

Xia Ye looked at him for the first time, looking left and right, and felt that the kid next door was not as squeamish as he thought, and was quite sensible.

After Teacher Xia was hospitalized, the two (guanguan) departments have obviously improved.

Tang Jinyu still learns piano from Teacher Xia, and they are at home with one young and one young, and the family feel at ease.

After being in contact with the children for a long time, Teacher Xia slowly discovered his little secret.

After returning, he joked with Xia Ye: "You don't know, Xiaoyu likes you very much."

Xia Ye was stunned, "Like me?"

"Yeah, every day he secretly lie over the window to watch you go to school, and he heard that he is waiting after school."

Xia Ye did not expect that he heard it a little strange, but he also remembered to observe carefully.

When I was passing down the corridor the next morning, I pretended to take a glance and saw the children lying on the glass window peeking outside, blinking a pair of **** and white eyes, innocent and curious.

The previous few times Xia Ye pretended not to see it, and occasionally put two peanut nougat in the glass window where the child was lying on his stomach when passing by. The kind of blue (color) packed in small squares, there are large pieces of peanuts inside. It is full of flavor when chewing (Milk Nai), which is also Tang Jinyu's favorite when he went to his house.

The sugar did not move the first morning, but the peanut candy disappeared when Natsuno was over in the evening.

Xia Ye didn't know whether the sugar was taken by the kid next door or someone else. He looked up at the glass window covered by the curtain, and for the first time he didn't see the kid lying there.

Two days later, Xia Ye saw the little head lying on the window again.

He paused, and walked past casually, but when he passed by, he put a peanut nougat in the old place.

From then on, I could see the children behind the glass windows. Sometimes Xia Ye would be a little tricky, and would deliberately stop and knock on the window. The children were startled a few times before and hid behind the curtains. When he hit, he didn't hide when he was caught. He raised his head and smiled at Xia Ye and gave him a little white tooth. He also held up a handful of peanut nougat to show him.

Xia Ye nodded and said, "For you, eat."