The beginning of the new year.

Jiang Xiumei went back to the town alone, and there were only Jiang Xiaoman and Jiang Xing at home.

The Yu family next door also became quiet, and the worker aunts also went home for the New Year on holiday, without any movement.

Jiang Xing went out to buy couplets early in the morning, and the uncle and nephew jointly posted them.

After posting, Jiang Xing felt it was inappropriate and tore it off again.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at him and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"It's not good-looking, this couplet is wholesale."

"oh."

Isn't it all like this?

Jiang Xiaoman didn't understand what he was struggling with.

After a moment, Jiang Xing found red paper and ink to write.

"You write it."

Jiang Xing put it on, "You wrote it, it will look good if you post it."

Jiang Xiaoman didn't know where he got his confidence, and thought she could write well.

She has practiced calligraphy for a few days, but at most she can only be considered square. Compared with wholesale, it is not good at all.

Helplessly, Jiang Xing insisted, Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to write a few words of blessing.

After writing, I started writing couplets again.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Xiaoman didn't think of what couplet to write.

She stared at the word "Fu" a few times, then suddenly picked up the pen and wrote a "star".

Jiang Xing was so happy.

The more he looked at him, the more he felt it was good, and praised him: "It's not bad, good, lucky star, concise and very blessed."

Jiang Xiaoman was also happy and began to perform.

She wrote "A whole house of gold and jade" and "One branch stands out".

After writing, Jiang Xing took it to post it.

So the Jiang family’s New Year couplets this year are unique.

Left: One branch stands out

Right: Golden and Jade Hall

Horizontal Blog: Fuxing

There is nothing in the sound of the level and tone, and the neat parallelism.

But Jiang Xiaoman felt it was very good and satisfied, and Jiang Xing felt it was very good and satisfied.

After finishing it, everyone is busy with their own affairs.

Jiang Xiaoman went back to the bedroom, first greeted Ye Jiajia, and then greeted Zhang Xinhua. He was so idle that he also greeted Sun Xiaojie.

She also called Yu Qingshi to wish you a happy new year, but the other party did not answer.

When Jiang Xiaoman opened the window and started reading.

It was almost evening before Jiang Xiaoman came to his senses. When he looked up, he found that it was snowing unconsciously.

The snow was not heavy, and it fell silently.

Jiang Xiaoman patted his face, stretched his waist, stood up and shouted downstairs: "Uncle, I'm hungry."

Jiang Xing also has a good set of experience in how to take care of himself when Jiang Xiumei is not at home.

He asked Jiang Xiaoman to add a piece of clothing, add a coat himself, and then drove out to eat hot pot.

Hehe, he has already decided.

Never again, like a headless fly, like the first year.

The uncle and nephew ate mutton hotpot, and the soup was very clear and fresh.

Jiang Xiaoman first scooped a bowl of soup to warm her stomach, then put the processed mutton and put the meatballs in another way. Just as she was pressing the meatballs, the ringtone of her cell phone rang.

When I opened it, I saw that it was a call from Yu Qingshi.

Jiang Xiaoman stuffed a mouthful of meatballs, then answered the phone in a vague voice: "Hey, Yu Qingshi, what are you doing?"

"At..." Yu Qingshi was quiet and there was no sound at all, "Looking at the moon."

Jiang Xiaoman yelled: "Isn't it snowing there?"

"No."

"It's snowing in our house."

"Is it big?"

“It’s pretty small.”

Jiang Xiaoman stood up and came outside the door. At this time, a thin layer of snow had been covered with snow on the ground. She suddenly said, "I'll make you a snowman."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Yu Qingshi frowned, wondering what she suddenly had.

After hesitating for a long time, when Yu Qingshi was still struggling with whether to continue calling her, Jiang Xiaoman sent him a photo.

She really pinched a small snowman.

Three fingers are thick, very small, and very cute.

The villain is chubby, with no hands or neck, and his eyes are just poking two holes with his hands.

The little snowman was put in her hand and took a photo and sent it to Yu Qingshi.

In the dark night, the snowman and her palms were illuminated.

My palms were a little cold red, and my slender fingers held the snowman, looking a little trembling.

It should be very cold.

Yu Qingshi thought.

"This is you."

Jiang Xiaoman said: "I'll pinch one more me."

“…Don’t freeze.”

“How could it be?

It's just a little bit."

Jiang Xiaoman was not afraid at all. She was having fun and really pinched herself again.

The two little snowmen were placed together, took a photo, and sent it to Yu Qingshi to see.

...Yu Qingshi saved silently.

He thought these two little snowmen were also quite cute.

But then again, although Jiang Xiaoman is very confident in her hands-on ability, the handicrafts are still so poor after so many years.

After eating and drinking, the uncle and nephew returned home.

The next day, the snow stopped and Jiang Xing went to pick up Jiang Xiumei and came back.

When Jiang Xiumei saw the couplet at the door, she stood still and looked at it for a long time. With her intuition, she felt that something was wrong with the couplet.

Jiang Xiaoman felt a little guilty. She knew that grandma valued the most these rituals during festivals.

Grandma is going to talk about her...

Just when Jiang Xiaoman wanted to surrender, Jiang Xiumei took the initiative to say, "Xiaoman, your couplet is wrong."

“What’s wrong?”

“There are too few words.

Write more next year.”

"oh."

Jiang Xiaoman nodded obediently, "Okay."

Jiang Xiaoman has already thought of the couplet for next year.

Left: One branch stands out

On the right: The house of wealth is full of gold and jade

Horizontal banner: Lucky stars

There are too many words.

——

After the Chinese New Year, spring is coming, and the weather is getting hotter, Jiang Xiaoman is starting school, and Jiang Xing is starting to be busy.

Jiang Xiumei felt sorry for the child and felt that Jiang Xiaoman looked thinner here and there. She felt that she might have studied hard and lost weight in her body, so she decided to make up for it.

Jiang Xiaoman had eaten brain flower for a while and a series of brain-tonifying soups, but finally couldn't stand it.

She pinched her arm, patted her stomach, and refused Jiang Xiumei's feeding.

Jiang Xiaoman said: "Grandma, if you get a little fatter, I won't look good anymore."

“Where?

It looks pretty obviously."

"The waist is thick, the legs are thick, the arms are fat, the face is round."

“What’s there?

Can't you fit your trouser legs as big as your school uniform?"

“…!”

Is this a question of whether it can't be installed?

This is clearly a question of whether it is beautiful or not.

Jiang Xiaomanyi said honestly: "Grandma, I can't eat it anymore, I have gained five pounds."

She usually consumes a lot. Although she eats a lot, her figure is not cumbersome at all, and she is particularly slender and beautiful.

The limbs are well-proportioned and the body is graceful.

Even if you gain five pounds, it will not affect you.

But she loves beauty!

Jiang Xiumei's persuasion was fruitless, so she didn't force Jiang Xiaoman to turn her eyes on the other child.

Jiang Xiaoman doesn’t need to supplement, so he will supplement Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing is so big that he is so busy that he should make up for it.

Look at him, he is haggard now.

Jiang Xiumei, who found a new target, finally let go of Jiang Xiaoman's slim waist and devoted herself to nourishing her son.

On the first day, stew the chicken waist.

The next day, stew pork loin.

On the third day, oyster soup.

Day 4...

On the fourth day, Jiang Xing did not move.

He used the excuse to keep it first and then eat it later, and did not dare to reject her kindness in front of Jiang Xiumei.

Jiang Xiumei didn't think much about it and let him go.

After he left, Jiang Xing said to Jiang Xiaoman with a bitter face: "Xiaoman, come and eat."

"ah?

I?"

Jiang Xiaoman looked puzzled, "But grandma said, this was specially made up for you."

“…Uncle can’t stand it anymore.”

"You're only a few days, and I've been holding on for half a month, how could I not bear it?"

“…Anyway, I just can’t stand it.”

Jiang Xiaoman was silent for a while and said honestly: "I can't stand it either."

Not long ago, she herself suffered a lot.

Grandma firmly believes in replenishing the body with her body, and replenishing whatever she eats. She not only gives her brain flowers, but also gives her various brains.

Pig head, chicken head, duck head, and even braised lion head.

Jiang Xing pushed her forward, "Can you take a bite?"

"You eat it."

The two refused each other for a while, but they really couldn't make up their minds and couldn't throw them away like this.

Just as the two were frowning, Jiang Xiaoman had a sudden inspiration and finally found a suitable destination for this bowl of soup that looked like it was made.

"Uncle, you go, I'll deal with it."

Jiang Xiaoman picked it up and left, Jiang Xing burst into tears of gratitude.

Finally, this cup of tonic soup came to Yu Qingshi's table.

Yu Qingshi lowered his eyes and couldn't help but jump: "What is this?"

"Bushuo soup."

“What kind of soup is made?”

"I don't know either."

Jiang Xiaoman tried to scoop it and took a sip, "It's an oyster."

My grandma said that this is a nourishing body and is especially suitable for you boys. She has been slaughtering for a long time. You can eat some of it. If you can't finish it, I'll take it to pour it out."

Yu Qingshi still felt a little strange.

Jiang Xiaoman sighed and said, "Then I'll eat it."

“…I’ll eat.”

Yu Qingshi took a deep breath, then took her spoon and started drinking the soup.

He drank very gentle and delicately, without any sound. Jiang Xiaoman held his cheek with both hands and blinked his eyes.

Seeing him finish drinking, Jiang Xiaoman patted his head and said happily: "You are so awesome!"

Yu Qingshi blushed, not knowing whether he was drinking the soup for a hurry or was praised.

Then……

From this day on, Jiang Xiumei's tonic soup for Jiang Xing was treated by Jiang Xiaoman - all of them were put into Yu Qingshi's stomach.

One cup of soup a day and feed it regularly.

Yu Qingshi is also very obedient. Jiang Xiaoman eats whatever he gives, which is very convenient.

There is one thing that Jiang Xiaoman is very curious.

Grandma said that this soup is very nourishing and very good for the body, but why did Yu Qingshi look not fat at all after taking it for so long?

But it may also be that he is thin and can't tell if he has gained a few pounds.

Jiang Xiaoman asked him: "Are you fat?"

Yu Qingshi: "...no."

“I don’t believe it.

Let's go and weigh it."

Jiang Xiaoman insisted repeatedly, but Yu Qingshi had no choice but to mention it under her surveillance and found that he had really not gained weight.

The weight is still the same, and there is no change at all.

He even lost two pounds when he had to talk about changes.

Jiang Xiaoman began to be distressed again, and at the same time he was very envious of Yu Qingshi's stomach.

It’s great that you can eat so much that you won’t gain weight after eating it.

"Did you feel anything special after you have eaten so much tonic soup?"

"……without."

have.

But Yu Qingshi didn't know what to say.

He felt very difficult to speak, and hesitated for a while, and decided to say nothing.

It may also be that he broke himself, so this is what happened, it is his own problem.

Yu Qingshi was silent, Jiang Xiaoman treated him as his physique, so he fed him harder from then on.
Chapter completed!