It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 26 Chapter 26

The New Year's Eve passed by in a blink of an eye, and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month came quietly.

School will start tomorrow, and the new semester will be busy again, but the senior brother will come back to live, and life seems to be pretty good.

Yan Yan woke up early in the morning, wearing an apron, humming a little song, tidying up Ming Zhiyan's bedroom inside and out, and was busy until noon, cooking a bowl of noodles, sitting at the table, dangling his legs, turning his head slightly. Bo, have a leisurely meal.

Anyuan Road Lantern Festival drone light show?

It's not far from the school, it's quite a novel activity, I plan to check it out seriously.He conveniently called Ming Zhiyan again, and invited his senior brother to join in the fun.

"You wait for me at home, let's go together."

Biting his chopsticks rigorously, he nodded and replied, "Yeah."

"See you that night." Knowing that Yan was about to hang up the phone, Yan Jing hastily called his senior brother.

Knowingly asked: "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to come back to eat glutinous rice balls?"

"Okay, let's eat with you."

Rigorous fingers traced casually on the table, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Brother, what stuffing do you eat?"

Mingzhiyan thought for a while, then the gentle voice sounded again, "It's from Dousha."

After rigorously hanging up the phone, he put on his coat and went to the supermarket.

The crowd in the freezer area is crowded, everyone comes to buy glutinous rice balls, and the promotion staff is shouting to attract customers.Rigorously walked around the freezer a few times, there are sesame, peanut, and fresh meat, but there is no red bean paste?

He ran to ask the big sister who was in the sales promotion, and the big sister waved her hand, "We don't have bean paste here."

With a mournful face, Yan Jing said, "Why did it disappear so quickly?"

"There is no red bean paste this year." The eldest sister took out a bag of black sesame seeds and advised him, "This is delicious, and there is a discount. How about a bag?"

I don’t want to give it away for free, and the senior brother doesn’t like to eat bean paste.Shaking his head rigorously, thanking the elder sister, he swayed towards the exit, where else could he find it?

"Old man, do you think this stuffed bean paste is better?"

When Yan Yan heard the word bean paste, he turned his head reflexively, and saw an old couple pulling a small cart, holding a bag of bean paste and squinting at the ingredient list.He trotted for two steps and leaned forward, "Grandma, is this suitable for making glutinous rice balls?"

The old lady smiled, "It's suitable, I just bought it to make glutinous rice balls."

Yan Jing caught a wild master, his eyes were shining, and he pestered him for advice.

The old lady took him to choose the stuffing, bought glutinous rice flour, and told him many tips.Holding the things rigorously, bent over, followed the old lady in small steps and nodded in agreement.

The old lady was carrying a small cloth bag, pouted her lips and snorted softly to her husband: "Look at the young man, how much he loves him, and even made glutinous rice balls for his girlfriend, and I still have to cook for you at such an old age." of."

The old man pulled the cart, squinted his eyes, and clicked his tongue, "He must be coaxing because he was afraid that his girlfriend would run away with someone. When we are our age, why don't you take a look?"

Yan Jing opened his mouth with a demented look on his face, not knowing how to explain it.The senior brother is not his girlfriend, but he seems to be afraid that the senior brother will run away...

His preconceived impression made him think that his brother would always live in the on-campus apartment. It wasn't until he left knowingly that Yan Jing realized that his brother was different from himself. He had a family, and he might leave one day.

But living in a dormitory is convenient for work!So, as long as I take care of the housework and offer delicious food and drink, it doesn't make sense for my brother to want to run away...

Rigorously reassured himself, and went home with the ingredients.

Before five o'clock, I said goodbye to my family knowingly.

Zhou Yun stood by the entrance, helping him with his coat, "What's the hurry, eat the glutinous rice balls before leaving."

Ming Zhiyan got dressed and hugged his mother, "No, I'll go back and eat with Yan Yan. See you next year, Mom."

Zhou Yun watched people go away, and then closed the door, she sighed silently, why did she feel a little sour in her heart?

Knowing that when he returned to the apartment, he heard a mess of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen, he opened the door and went in, "What are you doing?"

Yan Jing turned around with sticky hands spread out, "I'm making glutinous rice balls."

"Why don't you buy it?" Ming Zhiyan looked at the dough in the basin, it looked like slime, "How much water did you add..."

Yan Yan smiled embarrassedly, "If you can't buy bean paste, you can make it yourself. It's the first time I make it, and I can't master the water."

It's all batter, it's not just that I didn't control the amount.When he heard the door open, he thought about running to meet the door. When he got excited, he poured the whole glass of water into it...

Ming Zhiyan looked at the mess, brought a towel and wanted to help him wipe his hands, "Others are fine, let's go buy them."

Yan Yan withdrew his hand and said hastily, "I can do it, and I still have materials." He squatted down, took out a large bag of glutinous rice flour he bought, and poured it into the basin vigorously.

Knowing that I wash my hands, I also come to help.

The rigorous dough was kneaded, and the pot was full of white flowers. He knew that he looked worried, and he would have to eat for a long time, "Is it too much?"

Yan Yan grabbed the dough and shook his head to look, "Ah? Senior brother, don't you like to eat bean paste?"

Is there unlimited supply if you like it...Knowingly, I don’t know whether to cry or laugh, "Well, I like it." Well, three meals a day, eating until the end of time, full of bean paste is the heart of the little brother , can not be wasted.

After wrapping the glutinous rice balls and putting them in the pot, it didn't take long for the white and fat glutinous rice balls to float up one by one.Rigorously scooped up one with a spoon, blew it twice, and took a bite.

Knowingly asked: "How is it?"

Strictly exhaled, nodded and said: "It's done."

Knowing that Yan came over, he lowered his head and ate the remaining half, with a warm smile on his face, "It's delicious."

Rigorous and a little shy, he pursed his lips and smiled, not sure if he was embarrassed by the praise or what.

It has been a long time since sunset, the sky has turned dark, and the buildings in the distance are lit up with colorful lights.The drone show started at eight o'clock, and there was only half an hour left.

Yan Jing was still humming a tune while washing the dishes in the kitchen, knowing that he came in to urge people.

He wiped the sink rigorously and unhurriedly, "It's too late to walk over, life, you have to enjoy it, take your time."

When he went out and walked onto the street, he was a little dumbfounded when he saw that vehicles were prohibited and crowds poured in from all sides of the road, "So many people?! Brother, let's go faster, there won't be a good place for a while gone."

Ming Zhiyan looked up at the moon, and walked slowly, "Take your time, don't worry, look at the moon."

Looking up rigorously, the fifteenth month is full, bright and huge, hanging high in the middle of the night sky, an eternal night scene of the Lantern Festival, which is also a special taste.

Ming Zhiyan withdrew his gaze from a distance, and looked at the people around him, the breeze was playing with the fine hair on his rigorous forehead, and his bright eyes seemed to be full of moonlight, with a different brilliance.Suddenly, he felt what a wrong choice it was to leave that month before the year. A good life is lost day by day. On the contrary, living a day is also a day of gain. Now that he knows that the future is hopeless, it may be a good choice to enjoy yourself in time.

Ming Zhiyan chuckled silently.

"Brother Yan!"

Yan Jing turned around when he heard the sound, Zhang Yi raised his arms and waved them vigorously, for fear that he would not see him.

A few children ran up to them, only to notice that the principal was there, and quickly greeted with a serious expression, "Hello, principal!"

It's really a grand carnival, people from the city probably flock here.A few students chatted with Yan Jing, and couldn't bear the pace of their elders, and gradually opened the distance, which was half a hundred meters.

"Brother Yan, if you walk so slowly, you won't even be able to stand on the curb!" Zhang Yi yelled from a distance, then caught up with the team and left.

Sighing rigorously, he said sadly, "A group of heartless people ran away before graduation."

The teacher is like a tree, and the students are the leaves that grow on it. It grows for one season, falls, and the next year will be a new leaf, and it goes back and forth, horribly fast.Mingzhi said with a smile: "There are only five semesters left, are you still not ready?"

Said rigorously: "Yes, there are still five semesters."

The closer you get to Anyuan Road, the more crowds there are. Both sides of the road are full of people, and it becomes more difficult to move forward.The two stopped moving forward, looking for an angle, and they could see the Anyuan Road Square from the gap between the two buildings, so they stopped on the side of the road and waited for the performance to start.

Ming Zhiyan stands under the curb, so Yan Jing stands on the curb behind him so that he can see more clearly.

"Ah!" The back of Yan Jing's head hurt, he turned his head to see that a young father was holding the child on his neck, and the child moved restlessly, accidentally hurting Yan Jing.

The man apologized quickly, rubbed his head rigorously, grinned, and said he was fine.

Knowingly, he put the person in front of him and put him under his nose, "Where did you touch it? Does it still hurt?"

Yan Jing poked his head with his finger, felt it, and said, "It's okay."

Knowing that Yan pushed his hair back to see that there was nothing serious, he asked again, "Can I see it from here?"

Rigorously curling his lips, he is 1.7 meters seven anyway, and he can stand out in the crowd, "I am so tall so I can't block the senior brother?"

Knowing that Yan didn't speak, he rested his chin on the top of his rigorous head, held back a smile, and said, "It's okay, I'll be fine if I tap my feet."

Rows of colorful drones rose to the sky, retracted their chins knowingly, and reminded Yan Jing: "It's started, look over there."

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, Yan Jing's cheeks turned slightly crimson, his eyes looked at the colorful lights dancing in the sky in the distance, but his heart beat behind him.The rain has passed, the east wind has thawed, and the vegetation has recovered. Yan Yan feels that he has probably absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and seems to want to sprout.

The author has something to say:

Rest for half an hour every day, and produce a big chapter a week_(:D)∠)_

It would be great if the composition of the exam was so easy to write. . .