Chapter 17 Chapter16 A trick to celebrate the Chinese New Year

When Ah Heng stood in front of the gate of Wen's house, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Looking back on the itinerary of the past few days, it was really too much. "Why don't you go in?" The boy stretched out his thick gloved hand and rang the doorbell. Ah Heng took a step back cautiously, resisting the desire to run away. It was Mrs. Zhang who opened the door. "Coincidentally, I was discussing with Yun Yi just now whether I should add yours to the cooking today, but you came back." Mrs. Zhang smiled and looked back at the living room. "Everyone knows, we..." Ah Heng asked Yan Xi in a low voice.

"It's not that he ran away from home. He had already greeted Grandpa Wen before he left." Yan Xi was out of spirits and walked towards the entrance with long legs. Thinking of something, he paused and asked Mrs. Zhang, "Sister-in-law Zhang, my old man Are you with Mama Li?" Mrs. Zhang nodded, took Ah Heng's hand and said with a smile, "Naturally. Every New Year, our two families live together. How can we change the habits we have had for so many years?" Ah Heng let out a sigh, but she really wanted to run away from home, it's a pity that she was a villain in vain.In this way, Yanxi should have known her little thoughts before, but she just didn't bother to talk to her.

A Heng was held by Mrs. Zhang, and changed into cotton slippers somewhat depressed.She had thought that when she came back, the policemen in the room would be discussing how to find her; grandpa would sigh; mother would be sad; Oh, what a disappointment... "What are you thinking?" Yan Xi looked at her jokingly, with a half-smile. Ah Heng blushed. Entering the living room, there is a lively atmosphere.Grandpa and Grandpa Yan were playing chess, and the chess pieces were falling freely. Seeing them asking a few words in a hurry, they continued to fight.Mom and Uncle Li were making dumplings in the kitchen. When Uncle Li saw Yan Xi, he was so happy and loving that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear. He took two pieces of pork ribs that were cooking from the pot, put one in Yan Xi's mouth, and fed the other to Yan Xi. Ah Heng.

Mother Wen asked about Ah Heng's itinerary, and when she learned that she had returned to Wushui, her expression didn't change much.To Yanxi, he was much more intimate, holding the boy's hand and asking non-stop. Ah Heng looked around, but did not see Siwan and Er'er.She went upstairs and arrived in front of Siwan's door. The door was ajar. Ah Heng hesitated for a moment, but pushed the door open. Siwan was sitting at the desk, flipping through a thick book.He turned around and saw Ah Heng, his expression was a little stagnant, and then he said uncomfortably: "Are you back? Is the journey going well?"

Ah Heng nodded, a little embarrassed.She walked up to the boy, lowered her head slightly, glanced at the boy's book, and asked him with a smile: "You are here, what are you reading?" Siwan pursed her lips slightly, her tone was always gentle and polite: "It's nothing, just watching." The two froze there, not knowing what to say to ease the awkward atmosphere. "I brought it, white sugar cake." A Heng took out a paper bag from his pocket in a dazed voice.Before she left, she specially bought it for Siwan, thinking that Siwan must also like what Yanxi likes to eat.

The boy was surprised and stared at the ball. Ah Heng looked at his palm, but his expression became unnatural.The white sugar cake was covered in the pocket for a day, and it was squeezed out of shape, and all the oil was soaked out, which was extremely ugly. "Yes, I can eat..." Ah Heng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he became dejected. Siwan frowned, her complexion was not good, but she was still patient: "It's time for lunch, you should put away these snacks first." Ah Heng withdrew his hand, which was covered with oil, sticky, and extremely uncomfortable.The white sugar cake was hot, she had an impulse to throw the white sugar cake, washed her hands, and pretended nothing happened.

"Wen Heng, you are so unkind." A chuckle echoed in the room, "It's a pity that I stayed up all night to celebrate your birthday with you, but you hid white sugar cakes for others." It's Yanxi.The boy leaned against the door frame and sneered. Ah Heng's face became more and more embarrassed. Hehe...it was discovered. "Bring it here." Yan Xi hooked his index finger lazily. "I can't... eat it." Ah Heng hugged the white sugar cake, blushing. A pair of slender, white hands with well-proportioned flesh and bones stretched out and snatched them lightly.Those hands swiftly opened the paper bag, revealing a shriveled and crumpled cake-like object, shyly and timidly.

Ah Heng became more and more ashamed. Yan Xi tore off a piece lightly, walked up to Siwan, and said domineeringly: "Open your mouth." Siwan was surprised, but still opened her mouth obediently. He was used to being bullied by Yan Xi, and he had no potential to resist. "Shut up and chew." Siwan pretended to be calm, and started chewing with stiff cheeks. Yan Xi wiped the oil in his hand on Siwan's coat, and casually ordered: "One, two, three, swallow. How about it? Can it poison you to death?" Yan Xi sneered, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the boy , The big eyes are as cold as water.

Siwan stiffened her neck and didn't speak. "Dead child, I really don't know what to do." Yan Xi calmed down, sighed, hooked Siwan's shoulders, and regretted childishly, "White sugar cake, what a delicious thing!" Ah Heng felt guilty, weakly raised his hand, sniffed his nose, and said embarrassedly: "Yanxi, I also hid a piece, I kept it for myself to eat, do you want it?" Siwan couldn't help but burst out laughing, looking at her, it seemed as if the first ray of sunshine in winter had melted away the coldness before. Ah Heng also laughed. Yan Xi rolled his eyes.

Tch, the Wen family are all dead children. Ah Heng has never seen Er'er, and learned from Aunt Zhang that after Si'er recovered, he was persuaded by Grandpa Yan and returned to his original place of residence. Why is it Grandpa Yan? ... Ah Heng was a little puzzled. But, no wonder Siwan had such an attitude when she saw her before. 1999 was the first New Year that Ah Heng and the Wen family spent together. On New Year's Eve, when posting door pairs, the adults were busy playing mahjong, cooking, and watching TV, so the three of them were asked to post. Yan Xi was too lazy to move, and she wasn't tall enough, so the job fell on Si Wan.

"Low, low." Yan Xi said, and Siwan stretched her arms up a little. "It's taller." Yan Xi squinted her eyes, and Siwan retracted her forearm. "It's off to the left, a little to the left." Siwan leaned to the left. "Ah! Why are you so stupid, you're too left!" Yan Xi squinted, full of anger. Ah Heng looked at it for a long time, held back for a long time, and finally said a word: "Yanxi, you are standing sideways. At the beginning, Siwan, you posted it right." Stand obliquely, look crookedly. Siwan looked at Yanxi sadly. "Oh, well, you can just post whatever you want. I never like to find fault with people." Yan Xi calmly stood up from the door frame against which he was leaning, patted the ashes on his back, and floated into the room lightly, noble invincible. Siwan pouted: "Ah Xi does this every time..." The young man's words were obviously complaining, but they contained helplessness and connivance. It's not because you got used to it, Ah Heng thought to himself. It's just that at that time, the child never thought that she would spoil Yanxi to the bone marrow after that, and she was more than a hundred times better than Siwan and others. But at this moment, Yan Xi was not around, so the couplet was posted quickly. Siwan wiped the gold powder with one hand, then went back to the bathroom to wash her hands, leaving Ah Heng to pack the paste and other sundries. She lowered her head, but heard footsteps, and when she raised her head, her heart felt warm for some reason. It was a man in a formal navy uniform, dusty and dusty, and his temples were a little white.He looked into her eyes with love and tenderness. "Are you... Ah Heng?" The man's bronze complexion seemed to have experienced a long period of sea wind and scorching sun, but his eyes were deep and upright. Ah Heng nodded, almost certain of something in his heart, and became excited. "I'm Wen Anguo." The man smiled. There were fine lines at the corners of his eyes, as pure and gentle as Siwan, and the charm that she always had when she looked into the mirror. Ah Heng laughed, and laughed along with the man. He wasn't surprised by her existence, he even ruffled her hair with his big hands, and asked her, "Why don't you call me Dad?" Ah Heng paused, tears almost came out.Looking at the man, she whispered with a heavy sense of belonging: "Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad..." She kept shouting, looking at him, her tears were wasted, but her eyes did not flinch. This shout almost made her fill the gap between heaven and earth. For the first time, she believed it for no reason. There is a belief in this world called blood kinship, which can defeat all reasonable logic. Her father was the first family member who truly accepted her.The other Wen family members only left a gap for her, wearing appropriate masks, watching her from a distance.But this man opened his heart to her without reservation. "It's time for lunch, Ah Heng, come in!" Mrs. Zhang shouted from afar in the kitchen. "Coincidentally, I came back in time, and the door pair was not pasted outside the door." The man smiled, and looked at the couplet that had just been pasted gently. Then, he stretched out his hand, a gentle and rough hand with thick calluses , held her hand firmly, warming her heart, "Go home with Dad and have a reunion dinner." Ah Heng gently shook his father's hand back, as if a newborn baby's eyes were brightened for the first time, catching the first ray of light in this strange world. Her father, holding her hand naturally, walked into the house again, giving her enough courage to face grandpa, mother and Siwan no longer with an attitude of looking up. For her, only this kind of treatment is fair and respectful. The return of the father was expected by everyone.He only has one long vacation every year, which is during the Chinese New Year. Before the New Year's Eve dinner, when the cannons were set off, Siwan ordered Nian Er, and Yan Xi ran away. Crackling, crackling. Ah Heng was close, staring at the bright red and festive color in a daze, before he could react, the cannon had already fired. She was startled, turned around in circles, there was nowhere to hide, the two teenagers had already run away without a trace.She stomped her feet and ran into the house, only to find that Siwan and Yanxi were hiding behind the door and snickering. She blushed embarrassedly and smiled. "This girl is so stupid." Siwan cupped her hands, looking naughty. You are stupid!Born to the same parents, why call me stupid! Ah Heng was not happy anymore, he rolled his eyes slightly, and looked at Siwan with a little fox-like cunning. After eating, Ah Heng watched Yan Xi's belly churn from eating, but unequivocally plopped and knelt down in front of Grandpa Yan: "Old man, old man, New Year's money!" "Can I miss you? That's all I can do!" Yan Lao scolded with a smile, but his movements were not slow, and he drew out three red envelopes, one for each child. Ah Heng hugged the red envelope, his face was as excited as the red envelope.Since she was ten years old, she has never received a red envelope during the Chinese New Year. "Grandpa Wen, Gong Xi Fa Cai!" Yan Xi smiled and knelt down in front of Mr. Wen again. "Okay!" Elder Wen has been in a good mood since his son came back. He smiled and wrapped a red envelope and handed it to the young man. Ah Heng and Si Wan naturally also had a share. Yan Xi turned to Wen's mother again. Wen's mother had always loved Yan Xi, and the red envelope was generous and heroic. "Uncle Wen, I haven't seen you for a year, and you've become handsome again!" Yan Xi turned to Father Wen, smearing honey on her lips. "Little thing, if you don't kowtow to me, it's not so easy to earn my money." Father Wen teased. boom!Yan Xi knocked hard, smiled innocently, and the smile on his lips seemed to fly to the sky, and the adults were all amused. It's a pity that Yan Xile felt extremely sad, and knelt for too long. When he stood up, his eyes went dark, his center of gravity was unstable, and he prostrated on the ground, pointing in the direction where Ah Heng was standing. Ah Heng hugged the newly warm red envelope tightly: "Don't beg me, I have no money..." There was a roar of laughter. Yan Xi's face turned dark, and she no longer pretended to be cute when she faced the adults just now: "Master, I don't have any money, why don't I buy you pork rib noodles and birthday cakes anyway! Why are you so heartless!" Ah Heng felt wronged: "You still ate my white sugar cake..." "You let me eat it. If you don't let me eat it, I don't care to eat it!" "Obviously... it's what you... want to eat..." "Which eye do you see that I want to eat?" "I... two eyes... 2.0..." Siwan was on the side, laughing so hard that she thumped the sofa. "Yanxi, you can't let your sister!" Boss Yan yelled at the young man, but actually laughed so hard that his mouth almost crooked. Yan Xi stared at Ah Heng for a long time with big dark eyes. The four eyes are facing each other. Finally, unable to hold it any longer, he burst out laughing, his black hair trembling slightly with the smile in his throat. Ah Heng also laughed, his brows and eyes fluttered, and the scenery was freehand. This year, whoever quarreled with whom, chatted, laughed, and stayed until tomorrow... This night, who remembers who in their hearts, keeps the New Year, and after the New Year, it will be next year... Little girls, little boys, you guys are too forgetful, one street after another, who should use the brushwork to remember the fleeting years...