Big Rooster

"What do you think?"

"I guess there are, and quite a few. You have good grades and are pretty. Be careful and don't let a pig take advantage of you."

Zhou Xi put down the bowl again, letting the soup soak into the rice: "Didn't you say I'm ugly?"

Yang Jinyang scratched his head. "It wasn't until I went abroad that I realized that American girls, well, I can't appreciate them. I still think our Chinese compatriots are the cutest."

"Besides, those were just jokes we made when we were little. Who knew you'd hold a grudge against me for so long and bring it up every time?"

"As for me, I'm picky about people, you know."

Yang Jinyang knew some of Zhou Xi's little quirks and suppressed a laugh: "Hmm..."

“Puff!”

"Well, I know you're too picky. Ordinary people really look down on you!"

"So, what exactly do you want to say?"

The rice was softened by the chicken soup, and each grain was plump and had a thin layer of oil on it.

"Open your eyes. If you want to be like me and fall for someone, well, even though it's a happy ending now, it was so bitter back then. Damn, being laughed at by that idiot Liu Cai was so embarrassing."

"Do you regret it? I can now..."

"Pfft! Who regrets it? Don't say that! I'm using a self-torture trick to ensnare my wife. Besides, I was just saying it as an analogy! You're so smart, you must understand what I mean. Why are you trying to tease me?"

Maybe it was because of the New Year, the lively Zhou Xi forgot all the miscellaneous things and was very free.

"Just kidding, why are you so nervous?"

"Don't mess with me. If my wife ignores me, I won't forgive you!"

"Legs! Don't clamp them!"

Yang Jinyang pushed the stove to the side to prevent Zhou Xi from being stuck between his legs.

Zhou Xi stretched out his long legs and clamped them together: "Oh."

"Tsk!" Yang Jinyang had no choice but to lower his head and turn down the heat. "You're relying on your good temper. If you weren't older now, I would have beaten you into submission in the past."

"Brother, you can't forgive me? Then, what do I have in your hands?"

Yang Jinyang was blocked and couldn't say anything. He clenched his fists and said, "Don't force me to beat you!"

"You really can't beat me now, but I didn't get beaten for nothing when I was a kid." Zhou Xi chuckled, propped up his arms, and watched Yang Jinyang speechless.

It’s not right to say that she was beaten. Zhou Xi lost her parents when she was a child and was always bullied. She was very stubborn at that time and joined a group of people in a fight. As a girl, she was not as strong as boys.

When Yang Jinyang saw the bruises on her body, he got angry and dragged her to each house, starting to argue with those aunties.

He cursed at people's ancestors for eighteen generations and frightened a group of middle-aged ladies, who were unable to utter a word for a long time.

Hey! Total victory!

In the end, each bastard was forced to admit his mistakes, and at that moment Yang Jinyang decided to teach Zhou Xi a lesson.

However, he later spent most of his time in middle school and high school, and Zhou Xi could be said to have figured out the trick through practice.

One time when he came back from a month-long vacation, he happened to see Zhou Xi fighting with a group of people. He was very ruthless, but also knew how to control his blows. He beat a group of people and made them lie on the ground screaming.

Zhou Xi was watching coldly from the side, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and black pants, oh, and a black hat, which made his skin look glowing white. He had his hair tied in a high ponytail, like a big rooster, with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

Oh oh oh!

He is so damn handsome.

Yang Jinyang's title of Little Overlord is finally outdated. What is Zhou Xi? He is even more arrogant and pretentious than him.

Although she was later forced by Zhong Yinan to retire and cultivate her character, she was still the big sister in the eyes of a group of little kids.

"Me! Fine, I'll hold it back during New Year's Day! You're really teaching your apprentice to starve the master to death. There's no love left, no love left. Do you want to betray your master and ancestors?"

"Bang!"

“Bang bang!”

“…”

Zhou Xi heard fireworks being set off. There must be many boxes of fireworks being set off at the same time. It seemed that they were not far away, and they were probably in the village.

"Brother, save your energy. Don't worry, your little cabbage will protect itself well."

"Little cabbage, oh little cabbage, you're going to grow into a big cabbage soon! You won't be the little nose behind my butt anymore!"

"You want to give birth on your own."

"How can a man like me give birth to a child! If only I were a woman, my wife wouldn't have to suffer. Bah! My wife's career is booming! Why are you thinking about this?"

Three dishes and a pot were placed on the table, leaving a gap, which Gao Liyang filled with a box of tissues as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"It's almost ready. Come on, sit down. It's time to hunt for stir-fried beef with pickled mustard greens." Gao Liyang saw that the soup was about to boil, so he brought out the side dishes from the kitchen.

"Thank you for your hard work, dear Chef Gao!"

Xiao Xiaoyu put down the iced beer, picked up the chopsticks, and then stopped when she remembered something: "Wait a minute, eat with your phone first. Come on, don't block it, move this bowl a little closer, and move that bowl a little further away."

"Come on, Yangyang, let's take a picture of the two of us and smile. Yeah!"

After taking the beautiful photo, Xiao Xiaoyu picked up her chopsticks again and picked up a piece of high-quality beef: "Hmm, huh?"

"How about it?"

"It's a bit strange, an indescribable taste, as if my favorite pickled mustard greens have been contaminated, and my second favorite beef has been cooked." Xiao Xiaoyu was petrified on the spot, not daring to open her eyes.

"No! It's delicious. It must be because it's my first time trying this combination and I'm not used to it. I just need to eat more!" Xiao Xiaoyu seemed to be hypnotizing herself, trying to convince her damn taste buds, and ate several more bites.

Gao Liyang put the dish into a pot of red oil and took a bite with his chopsticks. "Really? I think it tastes good. This combination can be included in the menu."

"If you really don't want to eat, don't force yourself. Be careful not to get an upset stomach."

"You should have stopped me, cough cough!" Xiao Xiaoyu couldn't stand it and took several gulps of beer.

Gao Liyang drank a mouthful of yogurt to get rid of the strange taste in his mouth: "Because I'm curious too. Although this combination sounds like a landmine, I think if I can create a miracle, then..."

"Why does it taste so bad to me? Haha, okay, curiosity killed the cat. I'm really obsessed with pairing cheap pickled vegetables with such expensive ingredients!"

"Well, beef is a bit expensive. There was a huge rush for it during the New Year, so the price went up a lot." Gao Liyang yawned.

"It's more than just a little, almost twenty yuan! I can buy two bottles of pickled mustard greens with it! They say one doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are until he runs the household. Under your leadership, I finally got to experience it." Xiao Xiaoyu lowered her head, covering her face, feeling like crying.

"I'm really impressed. Why does this taste so weird? I'd better not lie to myself. It's just unpalatable!"

“Woo woo woo!”

"Yangyang, what should we do? We're going to waste food. Niu Niu, I'm sorry. I will never use you for experiments again!"

"It's okay. Let's throw the beef into the spicy pot and process it a second time and see how it goes."

"All right."

"Niu Niu, Mom is going to torture you for the second time. I hope your spirit in heaven doesn't hate me. Give me a little more strength and let Mom squeeze out all your nutrients. Mom kneels down for you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Xiao Xiaoyu put her index and middle fingers together and bent them on the table, and bowed three times. She felt that it was not sincere enough, so she squeezed out two more tears and wanted to wipe them on Gao Liyang.

"Don't get close to me."

"oh."

"Too much drama won't work, stop it!"

"Okay, let's eat!"

"cheers!"

Beer and yogurt had a strong collision across the hot pot, and then were symbolically placed aside.

After dinner, Yang Wen put the remaining dishes into the refrigerator, wiped the table, and sat on the sofa with everyone.

The Spring Festival Gala was as lively as in previous years. Zhou Xi and Yang Jinyang sat around playing with their phones out of boredom.

Zhou Xi saw Zhang Tu sending red envelopes in the □□ class group, and everyone below was kneeling down to thank the boss. He poked the cover lightly and found that there was no real-name authentication.

“…”

Then someone started showing off, and the highest number he got was ninety-nine.

Then we start playing the red envelope game. One person starts sending red envelopes, and the one who grabs the red envelope with the best luck gets to send the next one.

"Brother, send me a red envelope via WeChat."

"How many?"

"Ninety-nine."

Five seconds later, there was a crisp sound and the red envelope was deposited into the account.

Ninety-nine.

"How is it?" Yang Jinyang was lying on the single sofa like an old man, with a handful of spiced melon seeds in his arms.

Zhou Xi said lightly: "Keep working hard."

Yang Jinyang spat out the melon shells and clapped his hands: "Women, you are so expensive, and you are not satisfied with this."

Five seconds later, there was a crisp sound and the red envelope was deposited into the account.

Ninety-nine-nine.

Zhou Xi showed the phone to Yang Jinyang.

"Fuck! Zhang Lixia! You can do it! You really have to compete with me, right?"

"What are you shouting for! It's just 9999, I have money and I'm happy to do it! Man, you can't do it!" Zhang Lixia was playing with her mobile phone and operating it.

"Wait, I'll send you one too."

Five seconds later, there was a crisp sound and the red envelope was deposited into the account.

0.9

Yang Jinyang: “…”

"Okay, okay! I don't have a cent in your heart! Me! Me!"

Yang Jinyang threw away his phone and rushed over. Zhang Lixia hid next to Yang Wen.

Very good, Yang Jinyang didn’t dare to move.

"dad!"

"Your wife bullies me!"

After saying that, she climbed onto Yang Wen's legs and refused to let go no matter how Yang Wen kicked her.

Yang Wen touched Yang Jinyang's head. Fortunately, he hadn't lost his hair since he became a doctor. "You went to cry to your girlfriend, but you came to me to make a fuss late at night. How shameless! Don't you have money? I helped you buy a car, so of course your sister has to follow suit."

"But a car is a car, and people also want red envelopes. There's a difference between a cold bank card and a bright red envelope."

Yang Zuojing comes online, and Zhang Lixia trembles.

"Tongtong, drag your brother out!"

"Mom! My mom!" Yang Jinyang's heart-wrenching cry, louder than the Spring Festival Gala, tried to awaken Zhang Lixia's conscience.

Xu Shulan and Zhong Yinan were not surprised and let them play. Xu Shulan smiled, with fatigue hidden in her eyes.

Many people in the circle of friends were posting pictures of their New Year’s Eve dinners and sending greetings. Zhou Xi casually clicked a few likes, then left and saw the Happy New Year message that Qin Ting had just sent.

Messages kept popping up in the Liuliu Dashun group, but Zhou Xi's finger stopped on them and he didn't click on them.

"Sister! What are you doing? Why are you daydreaming?" Yang Jinyang pushed Zhou Xi with his shoulder. He had just called her several times, but she didn't hear him.

"Ah, I'm in a daze. I'm a little tired."

There are only a few hours left in the countdown to the end of the year, and the laughter in my ears makes my heart even more peaceful.

"No way, you just want to sleep?"

"Maybe." Zhou Xi clicked on it, didn't read the message, clicked the small triangle in the upper right corner, and turned on the message do not disturb function.

"I'm going upstairs to take a shower first."

Yang Jinyang stared at Zhou Xi's back, his intuition told him something was wrong, Zhou Xi didn't even take the phone.

The water valve was pushed to the far right. The water was very hot, making his skin red and a little stinging. Zhou Xi half leaned against the wall, and the water from the shower head poured down on his head. His eyes were covered with water droplets, and the heat on his face was hard to tell whether it was water or something else.

…

Zhou Xi stood by the window, and the fireworks were reflected on the window. A small firework kept blooming and blooming. Soon the curtains were drawn and only the sound remained.

"Happy New Year, Dad."

“Knock knock!”

Zhou Xi's dazed eyes moved away from a photo on the table and turned to the red-painted door, behind which hung a calendar.

"Brother, why are you here?"

"How about taking you to the fireworks?" Yang Jinyang frowned, his eyes falling on Zhou Xi's shoulder, "Why don't you blow dry your hair? Your clothes are all wet!"

"I forgot."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Yang Jinyang pushed Zhou Xi to sit on the chair, "Come, let me help you blow!"

"I can do it myself."

"Why are you shy? I used to blow-dry your hair every day when we were little. Besides, it's all thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't even know how to blow-dry Sister Fu's hair."

"Sister Fu, am I still teasing you?"

Yang Jinyang skillfully wove his fingers through her hair. "How did you know? The first time I was blow-drying her hair, she frowned and said nothing even though I was so skilled. Luckily, I was quick to notice and explain immediately. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to wash myself clean even if I jumped into the Yellow River."

"Women's intuition."

"Hey! My wife's hair is still smooth and silky. It's been a long time since you used conditioner on your hair."

Zhou Xi touched his hair and said, "I'm too tired at school and I'm too lazy to use it. I don't need to wash my hair more often if it's dry."

"You've made yourself so rough, tsk! Poor high school student, it's okay, you'll be free in two and a half years. My wife's hair care oil is quite useful, I'll ask her for a link and buy you a bottle." Yang Jinyang turned off the hair dryer and put it back in the cabinet.

"Okay, by the way, forget about yelling in front of me every day, but be careful in front of Aunt Zhang and the others. I'll beat you up then."

Zhou Xi knew that although Yang Jinyang was a small man, he was very bold. He was always impulsive and acted on impulse. Who knows, one day he might be able to get the big red book with Sister Fu.

However, Zhang Lixia and Yang Wen could not be vague about such a big matter. If they knew that Yang Jinyang did not follow the procedures, they would have tricked him in and might even have broken his legs.

"Don't worry, I'm only showing off in front of you!"

"Let's go, I'll buy you some fireworks!" Yang Jinyang put his arm around Zhou Xi as if he was hugging a buddy.

"It's so heavy."

"Then when you knocked over the punk, I saw you were pretty strong!"

"You're still digging up old things. You said you'd take me to unify the four streets, east, west, south, and north."

"I……"

You can’t say anything sweet during the New Year, hold back.

"You, don't mention it again, it's too embarrassing, it's simply a dark history. Why was I so immature back then?"

The dimples on Zhou Xi's lips finally showed: "I won't mention it, but, brother, don't be too dramatic when you set off fireworks later. If you piss off the kids, I won't help you. I'll definitely run away faster than anyone else."

Last year, Yang Jinyang was showing off his fireworks skills in front of a little kid, but the kid didn't understand why and started crying, which made a bunch of other kids cry too, making it look like the two of them were child abusers.

Yang Jinyang and Zhou Xi were blocked by the little brats. One was shouting, the other was pulling, one was wiping his nose, the other was wiping his tears. It was really eye-catching.

"Don't blame me for being too showy. It's because those kids don't know how to play. Is it my fault that I'm too good? Besides, that kid was so mean and wanted to hit me!"

Lu Zisheng took out a lighter from the kitchen, made sure it was lit, and then carefully put it in his pocket.

"But no one will come to see you this year. Your hair gives off a sense of no one should bother you."

"cut!"

When Zhou Xi and Yang Jinyang returned, the adults in the house had already gone to bed.

"The life of an old man, alas, is not long for the years!"

Zhou Xi took off his coat, lowered his head and sniffed, smelling of fireworks: "Do you want to guard? I'm going upstairs to sleep."

"Of course I will, I'm going to stay up until the wee hours of the morning to send Sister Fu a Happy New Year message on time. Of course, I'll send you one too!"

"Happy New Year in advance."

"Okay, I'll wait until the early morning to say this. See you next year!"

Zhou Xi hung his coat on the clothesline, found his cell phone on the bedside table, and looked at the time. It was half past ten.

Gao Yuanyuan sent her a Happy New Year message, saying that she didn't stay up until the early morning and was sending her her wishes in advance.

Turkey: Thank you.

Turkey: [Happy New Year to you too.]

After Zhou Xi sent a Happy New Year message in the group, he changed into his pajamas, thought for a while, opened the curtains, and lay on his side on the bed.

Actually, I wasn’t sleepy, just a little cold. I kept my eyes open, staring at the light outside the window, waiting to fall asleep.

00:00

The phone screen lit up and messages came in one after another. The person on the bed was gradually falling asleep, not knowing that he had received countless beautiful blessings.

"Bang!"

“Bang bang!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“…”

New Year's fireworks were set off, lighting up the entire room.

"Happy New Year."