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"So this is why Aunt Lu got so angry?"

Xiao Xiaoyu seemed to be lost in thought. It would be strange if Lu's mother didn't explode. She didn't even dare to tell Lu's mother that she also shared the same bad taste as Lu Zisheng and followed him to play the game of Big World, which made her, a simple little girl, lose the game forever.

"I did well on my final exams, so my dad kept his promise and gave me a scholarship, telling me I could spend it as I pleased. But who knew my mom would suddenly get excited and start checking the accounts? She's literally checking the bills!"

Lu Zisheng pulled out his phone and opened the game. "It's all Siguo'er's fault. At the annual gaming convention, he went crazy and pulled out a ton of skins from the pool. Look, they're so cool! So cool!"

Gao Liyang took a glance and was almost blinded by the special effects. At least it was an improvement and not as crazy as before.

"So I was provoked and went to draw, but it was ruined, ruined, the sky fell!! At first I thought my luck was ruined and I could turn things around later, but in the end, haha, two thousand yuan was wasted! I was so angry!" Lu Zisheng's bitter tears were blown away by the wind, and his face hurt.

Xiao Xiaoyu flipped through the other person's homepage and indeed smelled the strong smell of money: "Hotpot, he's rich, right? Can you compare?"

"No, he only recharged occasionally before, but this time he just went crazy and kept asking me to play games, look!"

Gao Liyang glanced down and asked, "It's two in the morning, and it's still open?"

"So, it's all his fault. Now my mom has limited the time on my phone, and Hotpot has lost his gaming partner!"

"Not bad! With such luck, I didn't even encounter any big monsters. Hey, if you can't play, I'll do it. Yangyang is the same. Quick, pass the hot pot to me! If you really can't do it, log in to your account."

Lu Zisheng almost vomited blood after hearing this. What bad luck! He didn't want this record, he wanted a new skin...

"Haha, here you go. You'd better help me massacre those people from Gang Two. Guo'er and I had a big fight with them yesterday, and we're in need of someone to hold the line afterwards."

"Okay, watch me, I'll make them kneel down and call them mom and dad!"

Gao Liyang pushed a cart, the sensor light at the supermarket gate lit up, and Xiao Xiaoyu ran in immediately.

"I'm most afraid of this door!" Xiao Xiaoyu was still frightened and wanted to tear the door down.

"Normally, this door won't have any sensing errors. What happened to you was an accident." Gao Liyang pushed the cart with one hand and used the other hand to look at his phone.

The entrance to the supermarket was the beverage section. Xiao Xiaoyu ran to the alcoholic beverage shelf and said, "Humph, I bumped into you! You're so pissed me off! That time we went shopping together, you pinched my hand and it got a huge swelling!"

The shelf is very long and neatly arranged, with transparent glass bottles of various colors, with small romantic tags hanging on them, the lids are corked, and there are also colorful cocktail mixes.

"You guys choose first, I'll go to the fresh food area to take a look." Gao Liyang was not interested in alcohol and planned to get straight to the point.

“OK!”

"I want to eat beef fried with pickled mustard greens! Help me buy beef and pickled mustard greens!"

"What?"

“What what!”

"What did you say?"

"Vanilla, taro paste, strawberry..."

“Strawberry is delicious.”

Before Zhou Xi turned around, a hand passed through her head and a row of lucky strawberry-flavored ones were selected.

Zhou Xi's eyes lit up: "Why are you here?"

"What about you? Aren't you at home? Why are you here?"

Zhou Xi also had other drinks in his hand: "My brother wanted to accompany his girlfriend. He found an excuse for me to hang out with her and asked me to come over. He who knows the current situation is a hero. It's better not to be a light bulb, so..."

"It's indeed a big light bulb!" Gao Liyang yawned.

"Then why are you shopping in the supermarket alone?" But Zhou Xi saw a lot of food and fruits in his cart.

"Buying groceries, coming with Xiao Xiaoyu and Lu Zisheng."

"Where are they?"

"I don't know which area to go to, but this one tastes good. Of course, it's just a recommendation. You can buy a few more to try." Gao Liyang checked the production date and threw the yogurt into the cart.

"Oh, okay." Zhou Xi reached out and took a row of blueberries, strawberries and vanilla, holding them in his arms. He didn't feel cold through his down jacket.

"I became a salesperson? Do you really listen to me?"

"With a high-level sales position, how can I not support it?"

Gao Liyang nodded, put his fist to his mouth and smiled: "Happy New Year's Eve!"

"Ah?" Zhou Xi raised his eyebrows, reacted, lowered his head, and when he looked up, he had a prepared smile on his face.

"Happy New Year's Eve and Happy Birthday!"

"Thank you." All the sleepiness on Gao Liyang's face disappeared.

"Sister Zhou!"

As soon as Zhou Xi heard Gao Liyang's words, he was hugged tightly in the next second, and there was a familiar smell.

"Miss, be gentle on me, I'm going to be strangled to death!"

Xiao Xiaoyu giggled and said, "Oh, Sister Zhou, you're here to shop at the supermarket too, are you alone?"

"My brother is in the back."

"Brother? You still have a brother!" Xiao Xiaoyu helped Zhou Xi hold the yogurt. She couldn't stand seeing beautiful women dressed beautifully and then being blocked by these things.

"Not my biological brother."

Gao Liyang saw from afar a man and a woman pushing a cart towards them. The boy was pushing the cart, and the girl was following behind, looking at her phone.

The boy said something, but the girl lowered her head and didn't respond. The boy seemed dissatisfied, dropped the cart, and rubbed against the girl.

"What are you doing, sister?" Yang Jinyang just snatched his girlfriend away from the phone, and looked up to see his sister surrounded by three people. One of them was particularly outstanding and was looking at her sister with a smile on his face.

The atmosphere was a bit weird for a moment. No one spoke and everyone was waiting for something.

Fu Xuanhua stepped forward to give both sides a way out: "Why aren't you talking? Xiaoxi, is this your friend?"

After saying that, he touched Yang Jinyang.

"Yes, yes, sister, would you like to introduce yourself?"

"This is my brother and his girlfriend. Bro, this is my high school classmate."

Xiao Xiaoyu stared at the two of them in surprise, her status obvious: "Hello, sister! Hello, brother! My name is Xiao Xiaoyu!"

"Sister, you are so beautiful, and brother, you are so handsome, you are such a perfect match!"

"Can I call you Xiaoyu? You're so sweet!" Fu Xuanhua let go of Yang Jinyang's hand and went over to hug Xiao Xiaoyu.

"Xiao Xi's friends, right? What are your two boys' names?"

"Hello sister, my name is Lu Zisheng!"

"Hello sister, my name is Gao Liyang."

Yang Jinyang looked at his empty hands, saw that his girlfriend Xiangxiang had run away, and was still caring about two men, and his heart was pounding with sour bubbles.

Well, in normal social interaction, he was just being a mean person, a mean person, so be it. The iceberg has just melted, and he hasn’t had a good talk with his wife yet!

"Wow, what a nice name!" Yang Jinyang inserted himself in between, putting his arm around the shoulders of the two boys.

"Hello, brother!"

"Okay, okay, what were you talking about just now? You look so happy." Yang Jinyang began to inquire about information, preparing to go back and interrogate Zhou Xi.

"Just some small things. By the way, happy New Year's Eve everyone!"

"Yes, yes, happy New Year's Eve!"

“Happy New Year’s Eve!”

Yang Jinyang took a deep breath, his inquiry failing. "Yes, it's the last day. What a coincidence!"

Yang Jinyang watched Zhou Xi put the things into the cart, and thought to himself again: "Why did you buy so much yogurt? Can you finish it?"

Everyone looked at Zhou Xi. Zhou Xi looked up and saw Gao Liyang trying to hold back his laughter. The little mole on the left corner of his mouth moved. Damn, who was behind this?

"If you can't finish it, you drink it."

"Hahahaha!" Xiao Xiaoyu has a low laugh point and is always amused by Zhou Xi's righteous tone.

"I drink? I drink! Am I a pig? So much."

Zhou Xi said expressionlessly: "I want to buy it."

"In one sentence, I'm asking if you want to drink?"

Yang Jinyang smiled. He had to spoil his sister. She wouldn't be deceived by a man's small favors in the future. "Drink! Drink until you die!"

For the first time, Gao Liyang felt a hint of coquettishness in Zhou Xi.

Yang Jinyang didn't know when he secretly hid Fu Xuanhua beside him again: "Are you still going to chat? It's getting late."

"Nothing."

"See you next year!"

"Let's go, happy new year everyone!" Fu Xuanhua saw all of Yang Jinyang's movements and took his hand indulgently, "Puppy!"

"What did you say?"

"You know the answer but you still ask."

The three people passed each other, Yang Jinyang turned his head, his intuition told him that there was a crisis.

Xiao Xiaoyu took three sausages from the cupboard. When she turned around, Gao Liyang had already washed the cucumber and knife.

"I'll do it!" Xiao Xiaoyu squeezed over, and Gao Liyang had no choice but to move aside.

"Chopping ham and cucumber doesn't require much effort. This is fun!"

"Cucumber strips vertically, ham strips diagonally, don't do it the other way around like last time." Gao Liyang put on disposable plastic gloves and took out the beef.

"I want gloves too!"

Gao Liyang pushed the cupboard shut with his elbow and blocked it tightly: "You don't need it, it's not oily."

"Okay." Xiao Xiaoyu didn't rush to cut her own side, but instead observed Gao Liyang.

A thin knife specially used for cutting meat fits perfectly in the hand. The blade gently presses against the meat, and thin slices of meat are cut off as if without much force.

“This knife skill!”

According to Xiao Xiaoyu's habit, she ate three hams, one raw and two cold. She took big bites of the ham and said, "I was thinking, every time you cook, as long as you cut meat or other non-vegetarian food, then you don't eat much after cooking, right..."

Gao Liyang cut the meat, put it into a bowl, washed it with clean water, and dried it with kitchen absorbent paper.

"It's like a chef who is full after just a few bites, and then watches others clean up the food with a look of pride."

Pour in soy sauce, throw in a few slices of ginger, marinate it, take off the gloves and throw them in the trash can.

"Because I'm full."

"Being able to cook doesn't mean you enjoy it. When I'm cooking, I see greasy raw meat in my hands..."

"Stop! Stop! Don't say anymore!" Xiao Xiaoyu knew that Gao Liyang was very good at Chinese and could describe things vividly. She wanted to block Gao Liyang's mouth with a cucumber, but was slapped away.

“I hope your hand holding the pen doesn’t experience this kind of joy.”

"Don't worry, I won't be a housewife. I'll pick up the paintbrush and paint the decadent life. I can experience the sufferings of the world and make my paintings more rich, but I will never let myself degenerate."

Gao Liyang smiled and opened the refrigerator, then took out two cans of drinks: "Here's to your ideal."

Then he curled his knuckles and nodded: "I don't eat raw cucumbers."

"Pretentious!" Xiao Xiaoyu shrugged. She knew that Gao Liyang was picky about food and would even peel the cucumber before eating it as fruit.

"I think cucumbers are much more delicious. They are juicy and crunchy!"

"Save some for when we're done eating, and decide what to eat in the evening."

"Oh, after eating and drinking, let's start working!" Xiao Xiaoyu sharpened the knife and started working on the ham.

"Huh? This is what you bought?" Gao Liyang frowned, read the words, put down the bottle and stopped drinking.

"What?" Xiao Xiaoyu rolled up her sleeves and resisted the urge to eat the ham.

"Fruit wine, 6% of what you bought."

"Ah, didn't I get 3%?" Xiao Xiaoyu picked up the can next to her in disbelief.

"Oh no, it really is, Yangyang, I'm sorry, they look so similar, I accidentally picked up the wrong one."

Gao Liyang placed his finger on the bottle cap, the circular shape making him want to use more force. "Don't you taste anything different?"

"Really? I'm not like you. Only 3%. Tsk, too fragile!" Xiao Xiaoyu thought of the alcohol testing game they played before. Gao Liyang was so weak at 6%...

"Bang!"

Hearing the voice, Xiao Xiaoyu and Gao Liyang turned their heads at the same time.

"Aren't fireworks banned? How dare they set them off? They're really brave." Xiao Xiaoyu murmured. Setting off fireworks means the start of the New Year's Eve dinner.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

“…”

Zhou Xi took a sip of the cola she was drinking and swallowed it. Firecrackers went off in her throat, crackling and popping, and even her nose was hit by the explosions.

Yang Jinyang took a sip of white wine and stuck out his tongue because it was so spicy.

"You're still not used to it! Come on!"

Zhou Xi tilted his head and didn't know when Yang Jinyang took two bottles of yogurt from the refrigerator.

"You too, you're too naive to act like an adult." Zhou Xi unscrewed the bottle cap, revealing a thick layer of yogurt on it.

Hers happened to be strawberry flavored.

"The main reason is that I don't drink much abroad. My wife is amazing. She never blushes after drinking. I think I need to practice when I come back. There are more social events in China than abroad. Those leaders toast us with all kinds of red and white drinks. I can't let my wife block my drinking. It hurts my heart."

"Is it delicious?" Yang Jinyang smacked his lips and saw the enlarged words on the bottle: "Strong."

"fine."

"Really? It's so greasy! Don't you like to drink something so sweet?"

"It's a good change of appetite."

"Come, Tongtong, eat the chicken leg!"

"Yang Jinyang, you should drink more. You can't take just a few sips!" Zhang Lixia gulped down a glass of white wine.

"oh!"

Yang Jinyang curled his lips. This wine is so unpalatable. It has no color at all. It tastes so spicy after drinking it.

He remembered that when he was a child, he took Zhou Xi to steal wine to drink. He was smart and took a bottle of the most expensive and highest-proof wine from Zhong Yinan's secret base. He took a sip, fell to the ground with a bang, and slept for a day and a night.

Zhou Xi foolishly drank a whole bottle by himself, and nothing happened to him. He even said it tasted good, what the hell.

The adults were stunned when they found out and kept praising Zhou Xi, saying that he could drink and fight when he went out in the future, and could also protect the big silly guy Yang Jinyang.

Before Zhou Xi could refuse, a chicken drumstick had already taken up her bowl: "Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

"Don't let my mother down!" Yang Jinyang covered his mouth with his hand to hide his smile.

"Come on, Yangyang, have one too—"

"Hey, Mom! Mom! I don't need it!" Yang Jinyang had no time to defend himself, and the chicken leg had already occupied the area.

"What do you mean by no need? You always complain that I'm partial and that I only chopped off a chicken drumstick for Tongtong. So you want fairness, don't you? Why don't you want it?"

It’s the New Year, we can’t spoil the fun, just hold on.

"Well, thanks, Mom!"

"Good son!"

Zhang Lixia pushed the turntable and said, "Come and eat! Teacher has been feeding this chicken for half a year, just waiting for us to come back and slaughter it. The soup is so delicious!"

"Brother, are the chicken legs delicious?"

"Delicious!" Yang Jinyang smiled. It wasn't delicious at all. It was just that the meat was a little tenderer and had fewer bones.

"Eat more." Zhou Xi picked up the chicken leg.

Lu Zisheng took the bowl and backed away three times: "Hey, forget it, just solve it yourself."

Zhou Xi smiled. When she was a child, she didn't grow tall. Zhang Lixia was worried and always stewed chicken for her. Of course, in her aunt Zhang's plan, the two big chicken legs were hers, and it was good enough for her cheap son to share a bowl of soup.

While eating, his brother always stared at the chicken leg in her bowl, but Zhang Lixia liked to tease him, so his brother said that he would never eat chicken legs again. She felt that she had invisibly snatched the chicken legs from her brother, so she said she didn't like to eat it anymore.

It seems that in the eyes of children, this idea is to protect themselves and others, but no one ate the two chicken legs.

When Zhang Lixia brought the chicken leg over, Zhou Xi subconsciously thought she didn't want it, but she found that they had all grown up and seemed to no longer need the big chicken leg. It was just that Zhang Lixia still remembered to save the chicken leg for them.

Zhou Xi scooped half a bowl of rice, and her hands were stained with oil that flowed out from the edge of the bowl. As soon as she put down the bowl, it was taken away again.

"Come on, sister, I know what you want to do!"

Xu Shulan was picking up some food, and Yang Jinyang didn't want to turn the table, so he just stood up, picked up the spoon, and habitually helped Zhou Xi skim off the oil on the surface of the soup.

Yang Jinyang put down Zhou Xi's bowl and filled his own bowl with two spoonfuls of soup: "Come on, let's sit over there. I'll have a good chat with you!"

"Grandpa Zhong, Grandma Xu, Mom and Dad, Zhou Xi and I are going to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Take your time eating!"

"Come and get some more food!"

"Come over later!"

There was a cloth under the dining table and a stove inside, so everyone was no longer cold. Zhou Xi stood up and felt all the warmth on his legs dissipate.

She was half-pushed by Yang Jinyang to sit on the sofa and put down the slightly hot bowl: "What do you want to talk about?"

Yang Jinyang went to the utility room and got a small portable stove, placed it next to Zhou Xi's legs, pulled the cord, and it lit up in a short while.

The TV was turned on. Every satellite TV channel was broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala. Yang Jinyang used the remote control to increase the volume to drown out the sounds nearby.

"Um, did someone do that to you?"

Zhou Xi picked up the bowl, and the familiar warmth spread over her palm again. She lowered her head and broke the rice into pieces.